Music blasted in my ears as I downed another shot. This girl is going to drive me absolutely fucking crazy. I'm not cheating. Am I? Have I ever been physical Nina? Yes. Recently? No. Not since I found out she was pregnant.

Nina is something else. She was my release when I left New York thinking that was the best decision. Not just sexually but the fact that she's a very skilled assassin helped with my trigger release problem. I haven't texted her for months as much as she tries whenever she gets too drunk. I would tell Grace that with no problem but she wouldn't believe me and even so it's probably better she doesn't hear me say that I've had sex with someone else.

"Hey Boss," A thick accent said snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Ryan," I nodded at him as he sat down. As we discussed business I couldn't help but see the resemblance between Ryan and Grace's younger brother. Maybe it's the alcohol messing with me, they look almost like twins though.

I left the club and got driven back to the condo. I haven't seen Grace since yesterday. I left and didn't go back which was probably a stupid thing to do after an argument like that. The drive went by faster than I thought.

"Boss, you look a mess are you sure you don't need me to walk you up?" My driver asked with concern stamped all over his face.

I chuckled. "I'll survive," I hope. My phone pinged with a text message from an unsaved number. I opened it and rolled my eyes at the lingerie Nina sent me.

A little birdy told me that you're back in Chicago. I just got back too😘

I deleted the message and blocked the number. I'm not gonna play with this crazy bitch.

"Hol' on wah yuh mean yuh find messages inna him phone?" My sister yelled through the phone.

I rolled my eyes. "Exactly wah mi just say," This man hasn't been back since last night and it's damn near midnight.

"And he hasn't been back??" Shay asked through the FaceTime. Joys of Group FaceTime, getting bashed by two people at once for your stupidity.

"No," I sighed. I've been putting up a front, lying to Rico about where Dro is and taking care of us all by myself. Has he been with her? Are we really broken up? I know I was saying it but are we actually done?

"Girl fuck him! You have your shit and your good," my sister said switching accents.

"It doesn't work that way," Shay chuckled. I know. I know it doesn't work that way and I know I'll never truly get rid of him, I'm having his baby for God's sake. I'll put up the front to people but I will not sleep with this man after he could've possibly slept with another woman after we had sex.

"I know but I won't be with him behind closed doors. I'll have to put up an Emmy performance," I kinda laughed. They chuckled with me. I'd rather laugh at my pain than cry about it. I'm already very emotional.

"How's my baby boy doing?" I asked Shay. She smiled a big smile and babbled on about her son and how she loves the life of being a mom. I smiled and conversed with her until I heard a knock on the door.

"Bitch was that the door?" Shay asked. They heard it too. "Bye! Go answer it! It's probably your man,"

"You were just saying fuck him," I squinted my eyes at her and she laughed.

"No! I was agreeing with Renee saying fuck him," She corrected and we laughed. He knocked again.

"Alright guys," I said to them. "Love y'all gotta go," I smiled. I'm pissed at him but I'm glad he's alive and came back home. I set my phone down on the coffee table and walked over to the door fixing my dress. My butt as my belly are about the same size now. I smiled as I remember Dro saying that last week and I giggled at him. Did our lives change that fast.

I unlocked the door to a tan woman in stilettos and lingerie barely covered by a bath robe with an A on it. Her face dropped as she scanned me. Who the fuck is this bitch.

She immediately pulls a gun out and points it at me. "Who the fuck are you?"

"No bitch who the fuck are you?" I snapped back at her. I slapped the gun out of my face the way Dro showed me. She looked at me sideways but kept her gun down. He eyes went from my face to my belly multiple times.

"Why're you here? Who's hiding you here?" She asked again and I ignored her and answered her with a question.

"Are you Nina?" I asked to get it out of the way.

"Yes. And you are? How are you in the home?" She kept looking behind me. So she's Nina. Of course she has absolutely no idea who I am. Why would Alessandro even mention his pregnant fiancé?

"This is my home," I crossed my arms and said to her. I can't even pretend as if my blood isn't boiling right now and pretty soon I'm gonna blow.

She laughed. "You see that couch? The beds all of it? Me. I decorated all of this shit," She sneered which truly pissed me off even more.

"Bitch what the fuck do you want? Hmm?" I put my hands down at this point and a fist was forming. "Alessandro isn't here okay? Try calling him first,"

"Oh I did, he's expecting me. So do your housekeeping duties and go get him for me," She fanned her hand at me and I snapped.

I must've forgotten about this pregnancy for a quick second because before I could even think, my fist connected with her jawbone and I heard a popping noise.

"You bitch," She put her gun back up and took the safety off. I ducked out of the way before a shot was fired. I quickly moved to the kitchen, hoping Rico doesn't wake up from this noise. Did this bitch just shoot at me? "Dro must've never told you about me. I'll kill you and that fucking baby,"

"Dro's baby, you'd kill her?" I sneered at her. I really don't know when to shut my mouth in situations, she clearly has the upper hand yet here I am running my mouth.

Her eyes popped open as if she didn't believe me. Oh She really thought I was a maid or something? No, wrong bitch. I'm already pissed at Dro for being gone and now he's expecting this tramp knowing I'm here?! Is he just trying to push my fucking buttons.

"In a fucking heartbeat," She laughed and shot again. She's missing on purpose or is she? "You think I give a fuck about some baby trapping him? Not at all," She has her finger on the trigger ready to shoot at me again.

Shit

"Trust me I'm not the one trapping him, he won't let me leave," I rolled my eyes. "I swear you can have him but what you're not going to do is threaten my unborn child's life," If this was my home in New York, I'd have a hidden gun in the kitchen but I have no clue about this house.

"Fuck that baby," She shot at me again, only missed my arm by a hair. This bitch really doesn't care, who in the absolute fuck raised her? I searched in the kitchen for a weapon and could only see knives but this bitch has a gun. Fuck it I have to try something.

"Oh yeah?" I asked her. She lowered the gun only a little as I made my small movements around the kitchen.

She started to say something when her body just went stiff and she dropped to the floor. A tall shadow filled the hallway and the one person i didn't want to see came into view. He shut the door behind him and rushed over to me.

"Grace, are you ok? Did she shoot you? I heard two shots," He quickly rushed over to me and I couldn't even move. He started searching my body for a bullet wound before I snatched away from him.

"Fuck you," I slowly said as I started at her body. She's alive because she's breathing but what the hell did he do?

"Grace," He sighed and I can just smell the liquor exuding off of him. "I had no idea she'd be here. You have to believe me,"

"Dro, baby," I held his face so he could stop searching my body. "I fucking hate you," Instarted crying and couldn't control it.

Snot rolling down my face, my body shaking, and loud scream filled the apartment as I started punching him. "I fucking hate you. I wish I never met you!"

"Baby don't say that," His voice no longer possessive and deep. He sounded scared. Good. Fucking bitch. I could've died over some side piece! My unborn child would've been dead! My son would've been dead. Don't say that?!?!

I scoffed while pushing him away from me. "Take me home now, right fucking now Dro,"

"I am not cheating on you!" He yelled, his face turned red and fists formed. "Why the fuck won't you believe me?!" I took a few steps away from him but he mirrored my movements.

"You're drunk, you need to go calm down," I slowly said to him. He's not thinking clearly, he's drunk and upset. He needs to go in the room and lay down. His breathing slowed and that scared me the most. I've seen Dro in action and this is exactly how he is but he's usually sober with understanding of his actions. I can literally smell the liquor on him.

"I'm calm," His already dark eyes looked almost black. He kept taking steps towards me until we were against the fridge. "I would never hurt you Grace, I'm not that pezzo di merda,"

"How'd you know I was thinking that," I barely whispered out. I'm just not feeling good right now. This is too much. I've been scared of his absence all damn day thinking he's either dead or fucking that Nina girl. Only to find out he wasn't but was planning on it according to her AND THE BITCH SHOT AT ME!

"Why're you're talking in third person, Grace," Alessandro asked. I said that out loud? "I was never planning on having sex with her either Grace,"

"What'd you do to her?" I asked him. "Get her out of here," I pointed to the half naked crazy bitch on the floor. "Actually, get me out of here," I pushed him away from me and headed for the bedroom.

My stomach turned and I halted my storming away from him to cover his hallways with my dinner. My head started throbbing, I screamed out in pain as I also tried to stop my knees from buckling. Sharp kicks made me gasp. "DRO!" I screamed out. This time I couldn't stop my fall.

"Grace!" He yelled barely catching me. The only thing he could do was soften the impact and save my belly.

A sharp stinging pain on my temple made me scream again before I couldn't see anything.