Chapter 134

Ella

~ 2 Weeks Later ~

Dear Diary,

Today officially marks my 36 weeks and I’m a lot bigger than normal. I mean not only am I bigger in size, but my baby bump dropped as well. My twins sitting much lower than when I was 34 weeks.

A fear that has been slowly eating away at me because I wasn’t ready for them to come as my wedding dress was designed for me and the twins, not the other way around.

My thoughts soon drifting towards that of my father. A man who I barely knew. Antosha. A man who stood before me literally 2 weeks ago and spilled his entire secret about him and my mother. Secrets that I had no clue went as deep as they did. Secrets such as him and her being madly in love, to them keeping in contact until I was 5.

Something I never thought to ask about nor tried. Not even when she met Alex. A man I only knew as father or stepfather. A father who was an ex-Enforcer for the Irish Mafia and his brother. Uncle Rian. Rian having told me all about my father that day he saw me within my wedding gown.

My heart suddenly clenching at the thought of how my parents would never see me marry. A thought I had wished for my entire life, but now knew was only for the best, as I’m sure my mother would have killed me if she knew who I was marrying. Reece, Dylan and Caleb not only triplets and brothers but also my stepbrothers. Men who were only related to me by marriage. A marriage that no longer existed because they were dead and now I was just some random girl without a family.

Men who I knew from when I was 6, only to find myself living with them when I was 8. Reece, Dylan and Caleb each 18 and getting ready to head off for College. Each of them quick in leaving me alone. Only ever coming home during spring break, summer break and holidays.

My pen soon resting along the pages of my journal as I move to sit silently upon my bed. My mind thinking back to everything that’s happened during my reunion with each of my men. A sigh quick to rise as I carefully close my journal, before placing it along my nightstand. My mind set on taking a nap.

Reece and Dylan both currently at work, while Caleb was preparing for one final race before leaving for the season. A decision they chose to do since children grew up quickly and once they did, they would be off seeking adventures of their own.

Each of us mentally and physically preparing for our wedding. A day we look forward to having without any interruptions. Hopefully.

My mind soon back on the list of baby names that Kris and I had written down prior to Antosha arriving. My mind quick in going over the names we had listed. The name Elijah Lane Knight, was a name that kept appearing within my head, even though I had thrown a big fit over it prior. A piece of me deciding that I didn’t want traditional names but knew I would keep Jake in the back of my mind should I ever have more children.

My thoughts eventually drifting towards that of my girl. Having been unable to think of any other names prior to Faye, left me wondering if Faye would be the name I took, because again, it wasn’t terrible I just had doubts.

Another sigh rising as I decide to come back to it later. Sleep more important to me than some name. My eyes quick to close as I move to let sleep claim me once and for all before drifting off into the realm of dreams.

~ Reece’s POV ~

Dear God… I mentally groan as I find myself sitting behind my desk as I sat listening to one of my shareholders ramble on and on about why I should physically give a fuck to one of their so called projects when mentally I didn’t.

Scarlett currently next to me as she continues to take notes. My mind currently on Ella. A part of me aware she was officially at 36 weeks and could possibly give birth any day.

A little known fact since my brothers and I were triplets, and our own mother had gone into labor at 37 weeks. Caleb, Dylan and I deciding to grace the world early rather than wait the full 39 to 40 week period. And since Ella was carrying twins there was a good chance she could give birth around then too.

A wave of excitement rising within me as my shareholder continued to ramble. Annoyance soon rising within me for the whole point of me being here was to get actual work done before our wedding. To be able to enjoy that time with Ella and our children before having to return to work.

My lips quick to smile at the thought of our small civil ceremony. A small ceremony that was only extended to close friends and family and those we considered actual family. People like Grant, Hayden, and Kris and Alana too. For even though Alana technically worked for our uncle, Alana had slowly begun to grow on us, and now, couldn’t bare to see her leave, especially Ella as the two had bonded over time.

My thoughts soon shifting to that of Antosha. A man who was considered cold and cruel and had a heart made of steel. A man I watched silently within my house as he and Ella talked of past experiences that included him and her mother along with Nicholas.

Nicholas currently the bain of everyone’s existence since Antosha’s wife took him at the sweet age of 12 because of Antosha’s secret love affair. A move she hoped would piss him off as she suddenly vanished without a trace alongside Nicholas.

A move that left a man broken as he lost everything over time. First Kristen and Ella followed by Nicholas and his wife. And while both Ella and Nicholas were both alive and present, Nicholas on the other hand was becoming mentally unstable. Nicholas quick to prove it time and time again during his current obsession with Ella. His need to claim her even though they were related by blood.

A small shiver rising at the thought of what he would do to her if he could. To what he would do to our children if he ever got his grubby hands all over them once they were born. Another shiver rising as I fight to listen to the man still sitting directly in front of me. No longer in the mood to be here as I continued to ignore the man in question. A move I fail to hide as he addresses me during mid speech.

“Mr. Knight? Is everything okay? You seem unfocused.”

His voice loud enough to jar me back to the present as I move to look towards the man. Our eyes soon locking with the other as I move to answer him back. A piece of me hoping he’d buy my answer.

“Yes, sorry. Please continue.”

The man in front of me quick to hesitate before going back to his big, long speech about funding for various projects. Projects I didn’t even approve of yet as I move to finally speak again.

“I’m sorry now, what? You want me to fund billions of dollars into what? I’m sorry, but I’m afraid I can’t accept that Mr. Santos. Especially when I’m only learning of this now. As a matter of fact, I need more time to look over the concept before accepting.”

“But Sir. Please. This could seriously help all the commoners.”

“I said no, Mr. Santos and that’s final. Now please leave. I’ll have Ms. Scarlett here follow up with you once I’ve decided on what to do, until then your free to leave.”

And with that said, I move to return back to what I was doing before I was so rudely interrupted by Santos. The massive pile of papers that was sitting along my desk that I’ve neglected to maintain. Santos clearly not happy by my answer as he moves to storm out with Scarlett directly behind him.