Chapter One Hundred and Two- Falls

Mary had been laying low for months now. Everything had amped up so rapidly that Mia found it weird when everything died down. She expected Mary to jump out of the shadows and try to put a knife at her throat.  Peace of mind was something Mia desperately craved for. It had been four months since the news of Mary being in the city broke. Mia was now eight months pregnant, close to nine months and she was severely fed up. “Deeper?” Lorenzo cooed to which Mia nodded with a soft groan. Her husband was being diligent and soothed her aching limbs with a deep tissue massage. Her feet were what took her bad days from horrible to absolutely unbearable. She wished sometimes that she could get angry at Lorenzo when she had her mood swings. What she wouldn’t give to lash out at the man for not taking care of her and their child. She couldn’t do that because it simply wasn’t true.   The man barely got a chance to rest for himself. He would manage his company while also looking aft