His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

I could not deny that I felt like a princess while I walked through the driveway and made my way to the dthe side of my eye I saw
the moving van and the boxes I had packed being unloaded and brought insideAn elder woman waved her hand in excitement
and had opened her arms. I did not have a single clue whshe seemed friendly so I gave her a smile and returned the hug.
“You must be Serena, I’m Emmanuella and It’s so great to finally meet you.” She smiled and look down a“Let’s get you settled
in!”
The very second we had entered the house and I stood in a hallway bigger than my previous apartment open. In a way living
small tented to be a bit more cozy. For some reason living huge made me feel watcare you?” I asked the woman and tried to
sound as nice as possible.
Luckily she smiled at me instead and had no issue answering my question. “I work here.” She said and cohand with mine. “Come
on, I’ll show you around.”
The house tour felt never ending and the only thing going through my mind was how I was definitely noan housewife, so perhaps
having others clean it instead worked for the best.
For some reason I had expected to see a lot of people inside, as I did in some cliche movies I had watchecomplete opposite.
Instead it seemed quiet and peaceful despite the presence of Emmanuella and a few “Just a second!” I told her in the middle of
the kitchen tour when I heard my phone buzz and read Olivia‘Wish you were still here, shopping spree tomorrow?’ I read on the
screen and locked my phone again.
Poor Olivia had no idea what had happened yesterday and was in utter shock when I told her about my nguilty for leaving her
alone, but at least I had warned her beforehand so she knew it was coming.
“Are there any rooms I’m not allowed to go?” I asked her after we stepped out of what would’ve probabthousandth room. “Hmm
lets see, Christian’s office maybe?” Emmanuella pointed to the door at the endChristian’s office, I repeated in my head but was
already sure that I would not make that mistake. After thI would take my check and leave as soon as possible, just as we had
agreed on.
“I’m really excited to have you here, and although I was quite shocked and this is all so sudden— it seemhappy to become a
dad.” Emmanuella spoke.
Excited to be a dad.

For some reason those words sounded like a complete lie. If he was really excited then why wasn’t he hedeny that he did care
for the baby, but he wasn’t exactly excited. Instead it seemed as if he was trying tominimum so I could not use anything against
him.
“You seem like a really kind girl, come on lets finish off with your room!” Emmanuella told me and pulledopened the door to my
new room and I couldn’t help but gasp. Also the room appeared to be bigger thand I didn’t know whether to be excited or cry.
What would I even do with a big room like this? I couldn’room clean.
When I saw my boxes on the floor I thought about the service and the pros of having people do things fI would’ve done
everything myself, but in a way I could get used to this.
“It’s getting late, I should probably start dinner.” Emmanuella looked down at her watch. It seemed a bit someone cook for me,
but I couldn’t even make a sandwhich so I was definitely not complaining. “Anythknow, allergies, likes, dislikes?” She asked as I
followed her back in to the hallway.
I shook my head and had finally found the courage to ask what I had wanted to ask in the first place. “WChristian?” I asked and
noticed the pitiful look on Emmanuella’s face.
“He’s usually not home that early bu-“
“Are you settled in?” Someone suddenly asked. We had both turned around and I locked eyes with Chrishave a nice house.” I
awkwardly spoke, unsure of what to do but got not reaction back.
“The baby?” He asked and looked down at my belly. As expected he was more interested in the baby thafine with that. As long
as he tried to be there for the baby. “The baby is fine.” I told him and for a split-seappeared on his face.
“You’re home early today!” Emmanuella commented. I was waiting for him to give the woman the exact expression he had given
me, but surprisingly he gave her a kind smile and nodded his head. “Yes, I felt lihere and not let you do everything but it seems
like everything’s fine.”
I knew what he meant by that, and knew that he had probably ran back home from wherever he had beewasn’t doing anything
stupid to danger the baby. He said I got on his nerves.
He must’ve felt special when he said that, but I felt the exact same. He got on my nerves, but I had to dobaby. “Then I’ll get to it
then.” Emmanuella walked away, probably feeling as awkward as I did.

“How are you?” He asked for the first time. I was surprised and had not expected him to ask the questionstupid and knew that his
question had a purpose.
“I’m also doing fine.” I told him and waited for him to tell me whatever was bothering him. “Tomorrow I you to my family, my mom
wants to meet you.” He told me and reached for his pocket.
His mom?
Judging by the tone in his voice I could tell that his mom would be an horror case and I did not felt like sif I had to do it for the
baby, so be it. “Here.” Christian pushed a ring into my hands. I didn’t know how toshut when I saw the huge diamond ring on the
palm of my hands. I knew we had to fake it, but this was gfar.
“I can’t take this.” I told Christian and saw him roll his eyes. “You will, and you will also take this.” He spome a credit card. “I
can’t.” I said once again, but grabbed the card from his hands either way. If I had to bcredit card I could take because after
working my butt off at a factory I definitely deserved it— but the ri
case. It was not meant for me.
“Do you want me to go on one knee and propose to you? Because I will.” He spoke sarcastically and I immy head— not in the
mood for a discussion, so instead I obeyed him and placed the ring around my finghand and looked at the diamond with a smile
on my face which I hadn’t even noticed until I heard a chuChristian’s mouth. “You can use the credit card to buy something to
wear for tomorrow.”
There he was, the same old Christian. Here I was, thinking he was doing something nice for me but at thehe did it for himself and
didn’t want me to leave a bad impression with his family. “Is the way I dress not you?” I asked him feeling offended by his
comment.
“You can wear a garbage bag and you’ll still look beautiful. I was just trying to be nice.” He spoke and cleafter realizing the
compliment he had given me. Just as him I was startled and felt my cheeks heat up.
“Anyway, I will be out for the rest of the night. If you want anything you can ask Emmanuella, if there’s sothe baby you can
contact me but other than that I’m not available. I have a driver ready for you who will anywhere. Dinner tomorrow will be at
seven so make sure you’re finished by six.” He told me his schedulOf course everything had to go his way, what else did I
expect? It was not shocking and I had already prethis beforehand, so the impact was definitely not as big. It made me feel

comfortable knowing he wouldthat much, but I was also bothered by the fact that he claimed to be taking care of me and the
baby but wouldn’t even be here.
To top it off all I could think of was the horror dinner which I had to attend tomorrow. I had never met hibefore and was aware that
probably not everyone was like Enzo and probably more like Gio which meanmight’ve made a few points when he told me to
wear something nice.
‘I agree, let’s go shopping tomorrow!’ I texted back Olivia who replied not even a second later.
Whatever was going to happen tomorrow, my guts were telling me that it wasn’t going to be nice