Free Fear : A Bad Boy Mafia Pregnancy Romance Novel by Rose Cody Page B

the man leans into her ear.
     
    “You have a really nice car…” She says, blushing.
     
    “Thank you.” He says, lifting the handle of the passenger side door before opening it up for her.
     
      She slides herself into the vehicle, nodding politely at him as he closes the door behind her.
     
      She leans back into the plush seats, letting out a sigh as her eyes catch the electronic screen on the dash. Her hand brushes over the metal trimmed wood grained accents. She never even knew cars this nice existed.
     
      She quickly clicks on her seat belt as the stranger opens his driver side door and slides himself in, before pressing a button and starting the engine.
     
    “I actually don’t live that far away…” She starts. “Maybe ten minutes if you stick to main roads.”
     
    “No problem.” He says, backing out of the spot. “I don’t mind a little drive.”
     
    “And again.” She says, glancing over to his chiselled jawline as he turns his head to look behind him. “Thank you so much. If you tell me a way to repay you… I just can’t all at once, but I can give you a little at a time… My job just really isn’t paying well right now and…”
     
    “Olivia, don’t even worry about it.” He says to her, chuckling. “Really. I don’t need repayment.”
     
    “Even if you do have a lot of money,” She says, brushing her fingers over the fine stitches on the upholstery. “I don’t want to just take stuff from you. I don’t even know you and that just wouldn’t be fair.”
     
    “Fair-shmair.” He says, slowing the car down as he watches the yellow light turn red. “Let me get my good deed in for the day.”
     
      She smiles, sighing as she lets her head fall back against the head rest.
     
    “I didn’t even ask you for your name.” She says, gazing out the windshield. “How am I going to tell my future grandchildren about the hero that saved the day?”
     
    “Ha!” He laughs, gently pressing on the gas as the light turns green. “Vincent. Vincent Condello.”
     
    “Well, thank you, Vincent.” She says, leaning her head over to look at him.
     
    “But why would our grandchildren not know my name?” He smirks, glancing deviously at her as he pulls onto her street.
     
      She giggles, blushing profusely as she points to her house.
     
    “I’m not that kind of girl, Mr. Condello…” She says as he pulls into her driveway.
     
      She opens the car door, stepping outside before reaching back in for her purse.
     
    “…But let me give you my number anyway.”

Chapter 3
     
     
      Olivia gasps as the bellowing ding o the front doorbell shakes her out of her slumber.
     
    “What?” She says to herself throwing of the covers and yanking herself out of bed. “It can’t be any past 7 in the morning. Who in their right mind would ring someone’s doorbell at this fucking hour?”
     
      She rushes down the hallway before hopping down the stairs.
     
    “Just hold on! Just hold one for one second!” She shouts toward the door, hoping whoever is outside will hear her and stay put.
     
      She glides over the hardwood floor of her foyer, reaching for the brass knob before twisting it and pulling the door open.
     
    “Can I help you…” She starts, her voice trailing off as she recognises her sleep interrupter. “Mr. Condello? I, uh… can I help you?”
     
    “I figured you’re probably going to need a ride to pick up your car, huh?” He says, his fresh face smirking at her. “I’m the one who brought you home, so I’m the one who should take you back, don’t you think?”
     
    “This early, though?” She asks, finally getting a chance to rub the sleep from her eyes. “Would my car even be ready by now? Has it even been twelve hours? I thought they had to order parts for it?”
     
    “Hm.” He smirks, chuckling. “You could say I know how to make things move quickly.”
     
    “You’re not expecting me to move quickly, are you?” She asks, flushing as