The spring breeze blew against my face as we stepped out of the private jet. Chicago is very beautiful already and the flight to New York isn't long at all, about 2 and a half hours.

"Grace," I was quickly snapped out of my thoughts when I heard Dro call my name. This isn't a galore trip. That's the first thing he told me when we boarded the plane, Rico and I have to stayed boxed up in his condo while he "handles business". I don't really care I just need a change of scenery and I can do a lot of online shopping while I'm there for the baby.

"Yes," I responded. He glared at me and I sighed. I'm not in the mood for his nagging.

"Let's go. I don't have time to sit here and breathe in pollution. The air is no different than New York," He sounded very irritated. Something must've happened while I fell asleep on the way here. I rolled my eyes at him and grabbed my purse. He held Rico while he slept and someone carried our bags for us.

We got into an all black SUV and I know for a fact it's bullet proof. Alessandro got all of our cars customized to bullet proof windows and bought another safe house and I don't even know where it is.

Our baby started kicking. I love this feeling, she's ask a very active baby too. "Babe," I called out to Dro but he was typing away on his phone. I know he is not ignoring me. I slapped the phone out of his hands.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He asked in a low tone that sent goosebumps up my neck and not in a good way and his glare at me made me move away from him a little. Rico is in a car seat in the front row and we're sitting in the back, so there's not much space to get away. I should've sat up front with him.

"I was trying to get your attention so you can feel her kick," I said back to him.

His expression didn't change. "Grace, I was in the middle of something fucking important,"

Wow.

"Fuck you!" I whispered. "I hate you!" Tears started falling down my eyes. These hormones are going to be the absolute death of me. He rolled his eyes at me crying and picked up his phone.

"I'm not saying I don't want to feel her move, Grace. Just don't slap my phone out of my hand," He blandly said. What the hell is wrong with him? He doesn't get to just switch up like that. He rested his large hand over my growing belly.

The car ride wasn't long and I'm glad it wasn't so I could get away from his negativity. The SUV stopped in a parking garage that looked abandoned. Dro got out first and then five minutes later came back for our things and us.

"Welcome to our home," Dro tried to smile at me but I just looked at him. I'm not about to play with his bipolar ass right now.

"It's really cute and look at that view," I gasped as I looked past the living room furniture and decorations to see downtown Chicago.

"I'm going to put him down," I heard from behind me and I nodded but didn't face him. Soon I felt him wrapping his long arms around me and Destiń his chin on the top of my head. "I'm sorry," he whispered in my ear and kissed my neck.

"What's the issue?" I ignored the attempt to get me in bed even though he's very tempting.

"Just business, Grace," He sighed and I knew he was getting annoyed. "Don't worry about it," He walked away and I soon heard the shower turn on. He never came back out so I'm assuming he wants to shower alone.

Bing

He left his phone out.

Bing

Nope. Don't invade his privacy.

Bing

Bing

Fuck it.

For some reason the thought of going through his phone scares the shit out of me. What if he catches me? How pissed will he be? I unlocked it with my fingerprint and the first few messages looked work related and those were the ones blowing his phone up but there was one that caught my eyes.

It was a short message, almost incomplete. Has he been deleting these conversations? The number isn't saved but he mentions a name in a text.

Nina I've told you multiple times to leave me tf alone.

Dro... you say that and then you get too stressed out and call me. You know I can satisfy all your needs. I need you this time

The shower turned off and I quickly came out of the messages and locked his phone. Satisfy all your needs? I look down at myself and I couldn't help but frown. I'm not the Grace I used to be, physically. I know I'm pregnant but now I'm fat. With me having two months left, my feet beginning to swell, my back hurts too much for me to do my hair and makeup. He gets too stressed out and calls Nina. Who the hell is that?

Is he cheating on me? Because I will not stay. I don't care how much money he has, I will never allow myself to get mistreated by anyone, ever again.

"Why're you still staring out the window?" He asked. I turned around to be met with only a towel covering his lower half.

I shrugged. "I just needed to think," I sighed and rubbed my belly. I still don't know what to name her. There's so many cute names and I just can't choose.

"A name?" He smiled and I faked one.

"I'm tired. Going to nap," I brushed past him which made him grab my arm to stop me.

"Grace," he trailed off. He closed his eyes and his eyebrow raised. "Never mind,"

Good. I snatched my arm back and went to lay down with Rico.

He's been gone for five hours. I know we're here on a business trip but now I can't help but think he's fucking another person.

"Mommy!" Rico yelled out as he came around the corner with a few toys we let him bring.

"I'm not mommy, I. Am. Robot," I monotones. We've been playing different games for hours, watched a movie and even took another nap. I know he's getting bored and more than likely hungry.

"Well Robot! Prepare to die!!!! I'm getting my mommy back!" He pulled out his lightsaber from being his back and slashed me. I pretended to faint and suddenly wake up.

"Oh Rico! You saved me!" I dramatized while hugging him and he giggled. "Are you hungry?"

"A little," He shrugged then ran back to the guest room where he sprayed the floor with toys. I used the couch to help me get up so I can check what's in the fridge.

The kitchen is very nice. Stainless steel appliances, wood floors, backsplash, bright lights. It just has no food in it. I groaned because now I have to interrupt him in whatever he's doing. My body shivered at the thought of him- no forget it. He wouldn't.

As I'm pulling my phone out to call Dro, the baby started moving.

"Yes," he answered.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, Rico is hungry and there's no food. Should I order something or?" I slowly asked. He usually answers with a "hey beautiful" or at least a "hello" if he's irritated.

"Just order something. I'll be there soon," He hung up quickly. This motherfucker.

I laughed. "I'm gonna fucking kill him," Yup. That's what I'm gonna do then I don't have to worry about getting shot for his ass again. How can he even think about another woman? He promised me he isn't like Andre in anyway but yet here I am again. Insecure, hurt and now scared.

I decided to order Chinese food from someplace nearby, Dro gave me a credit card but I can use my own money. It took about forty minutes for it to arrive and by then I'm about ready to kill someone. I'm starving and my four year old is running around saying he's hungry.

"Hi, sorry about the delay," A young guy said as soon as I opened the door. The poor boy looked exhausted.

"It's ok, thank you so much," I smiled at him and he smiled back.

"You're welcome. You have a very beautiful smile," He said and I giggled. I gave him a tip and he left.

"Rico! Come eat!" I called out for my blue eyed baby after locking the door. It didn't take me long so set the food up for the both of us and it certainly didn't take long for us to shove our mouths.

The bedroom door creaked open and light filled the room from the doorway. I kept my back turned and pretended to be asleep, I don't want to even look at him right now. Rico's steady breathing under me has been keeping me sane. It's been nine hours since he left. A part of me thought he was dead, another still thinks he was cheating. What else am I supposed to think? Is Chicago that dangerous for him that he was in a confrontation on day one?

His steps got closer to the bed so I closed my eyes. He picked me up and started walking out of the room and soon I was placed in another bed.

"I know you're not sleeping," His deep voice boomed. I ignored him and kept my facade up "Grace," He whispered.

"I don't want to do this Alessandro," I whispered back to him. "I'm going to sleep," and this time I did. I fell asleep just as quick as those words left my lips.

"You better fix this shit or I'll have to and trust me you won't want me to!" I calmly said into the phone before hanging up. The restaurant had a little hiccup with management becoming a snitch to a local gang in exchange for money. As if I don't pay enough. That's called greed and greedy people never live long.

My phone dinged indicating I have a message. I looked at the number and rolled my eyes. I'm not dealing with this right now. Instead, I called Ryan to talk about how we can either control this local gang problem. Ryan worked for me in New York but we decided Chicago needed him more. He holds a lot more responsibility here than he did back home.

"Yo, Boss," His thick accent boomed through the phone.

"Ryan, we need to talk. I'll meet you tomorrow morning at the shop," I simply said and he answered with an ok. Conversation was over just that quickly.

I'm ready to go lay down next to Grace and breathe in her scent. I know she's going to be upset about me not contacting her at all yesterday and being gone for so long but I was handling business. The second I got to the room, I see her fighting and crying in her sleep.

"Grace!" I yelled trying to shake her out of her nightmare, she hasn't had them in a few weeks so I'm worried.

"Andre no!" She yelled out before jumping up and our eyes met. "Get away from me," She pulled the comforter closer to her.

"Baby..." I started until she held her hand up. "I know you're upset that I was gone for so long with no communication,"

"Why'd you come back?" She asked in a hushed voice looking at the bedding.

I frowned. "What do you mean? You're alone with Rico..."

"No, Alessandro. Why'd you come back when you left for Philadelphia the first time," She finally looked me in my eyes.

"Because I love you Grace," I honestly answered. "Why're you're asking me that?"

"Because you're cheating on me and I just want to know why I'm not enough? Why aren't I the only one to 'satisfy all your needs'," She used her fingers to quote.

Nina. She saw our messages.

I sighed. "How much did you read?" I asked her and she started laughing. Shit. "I'm not cheating. I can explain it,"

"I don't want to hear it. I'm going back to sleep but when she get back to New York I want to be alone. I don't want you anywhere near me if it's not for an appointment," Her voice shook a bit.

What the fuck is she even saying? "Are you trying to leave me?"

"I'm not trying Alessandro," She said and I chuckled. She must not know how this life works. I'll let her continue to think she's leaving.

"What about our son?" I asked her. She seems to have this all figured out so let me rack her brain a little.

"He's my son," She glared at me.

Ouch. That hurt more than I ever thought it would've. I love Rico and although he's not biologically mine, him calling me papa warms my heart and calling him son warms mine.

"Fuck you Grace," I snapped then turned to leave before I heard her crying. "You win. I'll stay away," I continued to leave the room. The apartment actually.

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