Mafia's Forbidden Love

Louisa’s POV

“What?” My heart dropped into my stomach hearing those words from Isabella. I couldn't bring myself to face her as I felt pain stabbed into my heart.

“Didn't you hear what I just said, Louisa? I'm pregnant with Sebastian's child. Do you know what that means?” Isabella walked up to me and stood in my face.

I looked up at her tears trickling down my eyes, I tried to control my tears, but the despair I was feeling at the moment gave me away.

“If I were you, I would go up there and pack all my things and get the hell out of here right now,” Isabella said, playing with her hair. She moved closer to me and tilted her head towards my face.

“You mean nothing to Sebastian, I'm the only one he loves. Leave now if you still have some dignity left.” She whispered, and I shut my eyes, tears streaming down my face.

“Oh, my poor sister is crying.” Isabella giggled.

“Don't you get it, I'm going to bear his heir, and my child will be the one to inherit Sebastian's fortune.” She laughed wickedly.

“You are evil, and I promise you are going to regret this.” I grabbed her hand and vowed.

“Let me go you bitch!” She yelled at me and tried to push me off, but I was too strong for her.

“What's going on here?” I heard Sebastian's voice.

“Please forgive me, sister, I didn't mean for you to find out this way.” Isabella dropped to the floor and began crying. She crawled up to me and held my leg, and I stood there dumbfounded in shock.

I'm the one who has been wronged, yet she's the one who is crying. How convenient and vile.

“Louisa!!” Sebastian yelled at me as his eyes darkened with contempt. I shook to my core as I watched my husband stare at me in disdain.

“What do you have to be so difficult? Isabella is only trying to be cordial with you.” Sebastian said and walked up to Isabella.

“Come on Isabella, you should not be on your knees in your condition like this,” Sebastian said his tone filled with worry and concern.

“No Sebastian, allow me to remain like this. I have to do all it takes to earn my sister's forgiveness.” Isabella cried.

“Even though I loved you first, and I'm the one you love. I didn't take any offense once I found out you had married my sister. I was happy for the two of you, though I know she seduced you.” The words fell smoothly out of her mouth, making me bewildered.

I could hear the whispering and murmuring spreading in the hall with everyone having something to say.

“I'm sorry Louisa, we tried to stay away from each other, but the feelings were too strong. And now that we are having a baby, I don't think Sebastian and I can be apart from each other anymore.” Isabella looked up at me. I caught the flicker in her eyes as her lips curved up in a smirk.

“I would have let go and sacrificed my love for Sebastian, but we having a child. And I want my child to have a complete family.” Isabella said as she continued to fake her tears.

“Don't do this Isabella, I hate seeing you like this.” Sebastian brought her up and hugged her.

“Why did you have to push her like that? I know you are not happy about the news, but are you so evil? Are you planning on hurting my child?” Sebastian blamed and more tears flowed down my cheek.

“Only I didn't do anything, I didn't even touch her. Why would you believe her words over mine? I'm your wife and she's my sister. You both have been sleeping with each other behind my back and now you blame me?” I exhaled sharply as anger rose in me. How dare they treat me like this?

“Oh please! Isabella is a sweet girl, she will never do something like that.” Sebastian defended her.

“Then you don't know her,” I said and all of a sudden, I felt a slap on my cheek. I looked with my palm on my burning cheek.

“Mom!” I whimpered, as the sting in my heart was deeper than the sting I felt on my cheek.

“How dare you treat my daughter like that? You should be grateful that we lost her, allowing you to live the good life we gave you.” I heard the woman I have known as my mother all my life tongue lash me.

“And now that she's back, you won't let her be? So what if she's with your husband? Give your blessings and stop acting like a child.” My mother said, and the tears I've been keeping at bay all night long burst out.

“How dare you touch what's mine?” I heard a domineering voice echo behind me.