His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

I took a turn and stared at the little clothing I was wearing. How did it even get this far and why was I eveI could’ve taken a job at
the convenience store or as a choreographer which was actually supposed to befirst place. I didn’t mind stripping, or the outfits—
I never did. Everyone had a different way of paying thewas one of them, so no, I wasn’t embarrassed and it was an easy way to
make money, but still, it wasn’t wplanned.
“Are you coming squirrel or are you just going to keep staring at your ass all day?” Faith laughed and waSquirrel..., the
nickname which had recovered itself ever since I had been here. It was the nickname that hthroughout kindergarten until now,
the nickname they gave me because of my ‘fluffy’ cheeks.
I had known Faith for years, but only after working here, we became best friends. After going from fosterhome I ended up back at
the group home I had been ever since I was a baby. Unfortunately, I had not knor had any opportunities in life, so during my
teens, I made a promise to myself to succeed. My goal wasschool, college and get a good job as a choreographer but it
obviously didn’t really work out like that. Nhave predicted I would’ve been working at a strip club at the young age of twenty-one.
“I heard the Lamberti brothers will be at the private VIP lounge today, even Christian will be here.” Faith sapplied her lip-gloss to
her perfectly plump lips. I looked over at the girl with a suspicious look on my facsense if she knew of something which I had
been trying to hide. Her beautiful long braids fell perfectly oshoulders. Faith was gorgeous and everyone knew it, including the
Lamberti brothers.
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By the mentioning of Christian, I felt my face heat up and quickly looked the other way. Christian, the samme screaming out his
name just two months ago. I was never the one for one-night stands, but that nighdrunk and he led me to his office where we
had eventually slept together.
If only the girls knew.
If only his dad knew.
Our boss Lucio Lamberti had many businesses and the strip club was one of them. Time from time he anwould have business
meetings with some of their business partners and today would be one of those daabsolutely not stupid and knew exactly what
kind of business they were in but no one had the guts to sajust let it be. Lucio Lamberti was a kind and warm man who had given
me the job the second he saw mefather figure to all the girls and a respected businessman to many.

His sons were surprisingly the complete opposite. Gio was the oldest and a complete cold stone. He nevcontact with any of us
and made his opinion very clear— we all knew what he thought about us. The secwas someone everyone knew. Enzo was nice
and cheerful but, in a way, still extremely childish. He was a knew his way around women. He saw everything and everyone as a
challenge and he did not like to loseThe youngest son Christian was even colder than Gio, which I did not know was even
possible before I mwas done with me, he led me out of his office without even giving me as much as a glare. Even though
Cyoungest he was the heir to all the Lamberti businesses and it was no doubt it was probably due to his stand serious
personality. The difference between Gio and Christian was that Gio tented to keep to himselfwas just scary to be around, and the
fact that he was barely here despite being the heir made him even mintimidating. While all the girls embarrassed themselves to
even get a second of his attention, I tried my him and felt a bit ashamed after he tossed me to the side like a piece of meat like I
was nothing, but thatand I knew it beforehand.
“We are waiting for you guys!” Luna yelled and stuck her head out the door. Besides Faith, Luna was the here who I actually got
along with. All of the other girls were either rude or were not in the mood to inteThey were here for themselves and saw
everyone on their path as competition. Luckily Lucio wasn’t as strgot scolded, even when we showed up a bit late which would
happen quite often.
“We’re coming!” I yelled back and pulled Faith’s arm. With all my strength I tried my hardest to pull her oshe appliedher lip-gloss
until the very last second.
After Faith and I left the dressing room we joined the other girls who were perfectly lined up in Lucio’s ofwasn’t Lucio standing
there. It was one of the guys who I had always tried to avoid at all costs and the soLamberti, Enzo. He walked past Faith and
took a few steps towards me until he was right in front of me—to even meet his eyes I immediately looked down at my feet and
heard him chuckle.
“Do you always show up late?” I heard him ask me and felt chills throughout my body. Today must’ve reaunlucky day. Faith and I
were both late but he only decided to call out one of us.
“I’m s-sorry, w-we a-a-and, uhm we- ” I tried to explain myself but no words were able to leave my mout”Look at me when you
talk to me.” He demanded, and within a second I looked up and met his eyes. Forhad expected him to yell at me, but he didn’t.
Enzo had a bright smile on his face and tilted his head whievery detail of my face. He brought his hand towards my cheek and
gave it a squeeze before a chuckle lewasn’t exactly cheerfulbut more so a chuckle of disbelief. All the girls started laughing while
I gave him a
“I was just kidding squirrel, but I think I might make it my new hobby to bully you.” He commented and lcheek to take a few steps
back.

“You’re so lucky.” Faith whispered as I held my cheek in disbelief. Lucky? I didn’t really know why. To manymight’ve been an
achievement but I liked to stay in the background so I considered myself anything but saying he would make it his new hobby to
bully me made it even worse.
“As you all know we have a very important business meeting today with one of our potential business pagoal for today is to make
sure he and his entourage have a good night and that we get his signature by tevening. The meeting will be held in the private
lounge and I’ll be needing a few of you. If I don’t call youmake your way downstairs and continue work as usual with our other
guests.” Enzo explained while paciforth.
As always, I remained calm. Meetings like this happened often and I wouldn’t get picked anyway. Unlike talso didn’t want to get
picked, all I wanted was to make my money downstairs and leave. I had no desire at one of those private meetings and Lucio
knew it, that was the reason why he never picked me.
Dancing and serving drinks to strangers was not an issue but whenever I got put into uncomfortable or asituations, I got
confronted with the lack of social skills I actually had and Lucio was aware of it. We had ahe could read through me, so I had no
reason to be worried.
“The girls I want to join me are, Luna, Aubrey, Dawn, Faith- ” Enzo spoke and took a small pause. As expeprobably mention
Lorena as last and go to the meeting with the usual group of girls who were usually se”Ah, and squirrel!”
Surprised I looked up and saw all the girls including Enzo staring at me. What did I even do to deserve th
“M-me?” I stuttered. Enzo nodded his head and excused all the other girls who had left the office. I was sand stood frozen in the
exact same spot....me? He could’ve chosen anyone but he decided to ruin my danot interested in playing waitress and
especially not for men who were most likely in the mafia but I wouspeak against Enzo. As easy-going as he was, he was still my
boss.
“The men who will be here tonight are tough and hard to handle but I trust each and every single one ofthis up,” Enzo instructed
us with his million-dollar smile. Even when he was serious, he still had the same face.
“Are you nervous Squirrel?” Enzo asked me. I looked at him with big eyes and gave him a questioning looand Faith leaned their
heads against mine to calm me down.
“Will you be there?” I immediately asked him. Out of all the people I felt uncomfortable with he was surpat the bottom and I
already had an issue forming a sentence with him, so just imagine. Enzo laughed andpushed my shoulder.

“No, but don’t worry, Christian will be there.”
The moment those words left his mouth there was only one thought going through my head.
Why me?