Cruel Promise (Oryolov Bratva, #2)

by Nicole Fox

Shit goes boom. The world shakes. No points will be awarded for subtlety today.

“I didn’t deserve the chance to explain myself, Emma. What I said was terrible. You had every right to leave, every right to want to protect the kids from me. But I meant what I said to them: I want to be their father. I love those kids. And—I love you.” “Wow,” she breathes softly. “You’ve never said that before.” “I was scared to say it. But… I’m not anymore.” I take both her hands in mine. “I want you to worry about me, Emma. I want you to wait up for me and ask me what the fuck I’m doing. I want you to be there for me when I’m old and gray. I want you in every conceivable way and I will forever.”

“Sienna probably had the same thoughts and feelings you’re having right now,” Ruslan offers. “But then you push out a perfect baby and you forget.” “I won’t.” “Yes, you will. And I’ll remind you of that when we’re back here in a couple of years having our next one.” “I’m sorry—next one?” I screech. “I sure as fuck am not doing this a second time. We have four kids now. That’s plenty. Or we will, anyway, if this baby ever comes out.” I stare at my belly. “Please come out. Mama’s tired.” “And terrifying.” “What was that?” I snap. “I said you look so beautiful right now.”