Bella (A Sagatori Family Saga a Mafia Romance Book 4) by Kimberly Blalock

my reflection echoed back through the shiny mahogany of my desk. A drawer that was left open just a hair caught my eye.
    “Bella’s journal?”
    It sat just inside the drawer to my right covered in black leather. She’d been in here while I was unconscious?
    I traced the leather with my fingers feeling the indentations of its years of use under my fingertips. I wanted to open it, to see what she wrote about while I was hurt, but I couldn’t, could I?
    I knew I was opening it when my fingers flipped through the pages. I tried to stop myself but I couldn’t. I had to know what she’d been thinking.
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    June 4th
    Today was the worst day of them all. Jax’s brother wanted me to pull the plug as so he called it. What was the plug anyway? I told him to get screwed. He didn’t like that, but I’d never do that to Jax. Gotta go; it’s five till ten and Mamma Moretti will be here soon to stare at me. Insert sarcasm.
    They’d wanted her to let me die? But she didn’t listen to them. I turned the page.
    June 6th
    Sorry I haven’t been around much. It’s been crazy. The kinds of crazy that I can’t even write about. How does someone get this crap out of their head if they can’t write about it?
    I’ve been doing more than my usual share of praying lately. There’s a chapel in the hospital, but I don’t want to leave Jax. He could wake any moment and then he’d be alone.
    I continued reading page after page of what Bella went through, but in every journal entry she said the same thing. “I can’t talk about it.” I was angry wondering what the fuck she couldn’t talk about until I came to the last page.
    The first good news I’ve had in a while came from the doctor today! The baby is healthy; I wonder if it’s a little boy or maybe a girl. Will he look like his father or me? I just wish I could share this with him.
    The journal fell from my palm landing on the floor under my feet. Bella was pregnant.
    “Alessandra?” I gradually slid the chair away. I had to see Bella now!
    I slowly wandered through the penthouse searching for Alessandra when I eventually found her in the kitchen cooking.
    “Oh, Jax, I got busy making your food. Are you alright?” she asked anxiously.
    I leaned on the kitchen island in only a pair of pants. Sitting wasn’t as easy as it should have been, my entire body felt like shit. “Where is Bella?” I was growing impatient with this.
    Her eyes moved to the left. “She’ll be home soon. You’ve been through a lot you should lay down before something horrible happens.” she said with intense worry etched around her eyes.
    “Why are you being so evasive?”
    She took a deep breath and rested her hands on the island. “If I tell you where she’s gone you’ll leave, and you’re not well enough to do that.
    “Alessandra.” I clamped my teeth shut. “I mean this with the utmost respect. If you don’t tell me where my pregnant wife is, you’ll have more than my health to worry about.”
    “How did you know?” she gasped.
    “I read her journal. Tell me where she is!” I was becoming very angry with Alessandra and her misplaced loyalties.
    “Jax, you’d better sit.”
    I gripped the edge of the island and braced myself for what was to come.
    “She’s taken her guards and left to find the men that hurt you.”
    “You’re fucking kidding me?”
    She nodded stating, “I’m afraid not.”
    “Where’s my phone?”
    Reaching inside of the pocket of her apron, she handed over my silver phone.
    I dialed Bella’s phone, but it went to voicemail after only one ring. “Bella, call me now!” I yelled. I dialed her phone over and over with voicemail answering every time. I finally dialed Tony with an answer after the fourth ring.
    “Boss?” he whispered.
    “Where’s my wife?” My jaw clenched. I was ready to rip someone’s head off.
    “Where are you?”
    “I’m at my fucking house. Where’s Isabella?”
    Tony reluctantly gave up their location telling me that they