His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

“Serena!” I heard Emmanuella’s voice in the hallway. I yawned and opened my eyes but quickly figured onot move an inch.
“Hmm, she must’ve gone out early.” I heard her whisper to herself.
That’s right, I fell asleep in Christian’s room...and he did not move me.
He had his strong arms wrapped around my back and rested his head in the crook of my neck. I turned asurprised smile on my
face, trying to not wake him up. Since when was he such a teddy bear?
Staring at his face was all I could do as he looked the most peaceful I had ever seen him. Lately, all he hawas looking stressed
over nothing— and even though it was not my job to worry I was happy to see himMy hands automatically moved to his cheek
and I cupped it while rubbing small circles over it. He was sume to my room last night, but here he was, cuddling me. I had
suddenly realized that unlike the night bewearing a shirt and moved my eyes to his abs. I heard him sigh and immediately looked
up again, but heand pulled me in even closer.
For some reason, it felt as if my heart was beating out of my chest, but I knew this was wrong, I knew thishappen.
No, no, no, I repeated in my head. Falling for someone I should be getting away from in a few months waan option, no matter
what, this could not happen.
“Are you done staring?” He suddenly opened his eyes and I pulled away from his grip as fast as I could. The was aware that I
had been staring at him and did not say a word.
“I-I w-wasn’t-“ I tried to explain myself but stopped halfway. Both of us were not stupid and knew exactlydoing. “I didn’t see you
for a cuddler” I tried to turn the situation back onto him, which had worked afterslightly startled look on his face.
“I was not hugging you, I’m hugging the baby.” He said and got up from the bed. Once again my eyes trbare chest, no matter
how much I tried not to. I must’ve been crazy.
It is pregnancy hormones, it must be. Yes, that was it. I had been longing for a male’s touch and he just hthere. “Are you done
looking? I’m gonna take a shower.” He chuckled and made his way to the bedroomWith a stressed look on my face, I buried my
head in my hands and tried to figure out what the hell was Was I really that easy? As far as I could remember I disliked this guy.
I ran to my room before he could get out and also hopped into the shower to clear my head, but no matwouldn’t. Falling for
Christian after one night of him behaving like an actual human being was stupid andbelieve in fairy tales. Christian was
unpredictable so who knew how he would treat me tomorrow.

After the shower, I spend a ridiculously long time on my hair and makeup and picked out the best eleganFrancesca. I would
apologize to her and get it over with. Would I get an apology back? Probably not. Didapology? Absolutely not, but in the long run,
having a good bond with the Lamberti’s would help my ch
I made my way downstairs and saw Christian sitting at the dining table. “No plans she said.” He snickeredhand to the chair on
the opposite side of him.
“I already thought I heard you, I couldn’t find you in the morning!” Emmanuella walked in and put downof me. “She was with me,”
Christian spoke without an issue while Emmanuella looked from me to Christia“That’s good...when you have to go through a
shotgun wedding the best thing is to...get along.” She sigout to leave us alone. Right, we’re engaged.
“So, no plans? And don’t tell me you don’t because you look like you’re going to a fashion show.” He imruined whichever plan I
had of telling him it was nothing.
“You got me.” I smiled, trying to get out of it. “The past few days I’ve been asking Vernon to keep me upnow on I want us to be
honest with each other, so I’m asking you instead.” He explained as if it was goinfeel better. So as expected Vernon was really
loyal and at his side.
Would he know I was with Vincenzo yesterday? No, otherwise he would’ve said so.
“Trust begins with you letting me do my own thing without babying me around like I am some kind of homy voice at him and
immediately regretted it. We had such a good night and all I wanted was for us to g“You’re right.” He spoke to my surprise. “It’s
none of my business and if you’re going to take care of my trust you, I’m sorry.”
“Huh?” I spoke surprised. I had expected him to fight back, but he didn’t. “I said I’m sorry, I don’t ever wlike a hostage.”
“It’s just that I want to keep you safe an-“
“The factory thing was a dumb mistake, from now on I’ll keep the baby safe,” I told him to stop him fromsentence.
“Serena, I want to keep you safe.” He repeated himself, and only now his message got through. I tried tothings I hated so my
cheeks wouldn’t flush. Get yourself together Serena, you are nothing without the ba“I brought you here, so I have to make sure
that you remain safe.” He spoke and placed his hand on top please work along.”
With the same blush on my face which I had been trying to hide, I looked at our hands and pulled mine going to apologize to
your mom,” I told him as if I was in some kind of trance.

“I’m going to try to be this ‘bigger person’ you were talking about.” I rolled my eyes embarrassed and wanswer. Maybe he would
flip out and tell me he didn’t need saving, or maybe he would tell me that the dalready been done an-
“You don’t have to do this for me.” He smiled. Did he smile?
“What happened has happened.” He spoke, but perhaps he was only saying it because he was afraid thamake things it worse.
“Wouldn’t things get better for you if I’d apologize?”
He had a troubled look on his face and was probably conflicted about what he should do. “I’m coming a“Wait, why?” I asked.
“Because I don’t know what’s going to happen with you and my mom in the same Not in the mood to disagree with Christian I
just nodded my head and watched as he called Marc to tell plans for today. Johnny and Marc, I missed them so much.
“Has Johnny mentioned me?” I asked and watched as Christian almost choked in his drink. “Please tell mcrushing on my
cousin.”
“W-what no? I just miss his presence!” I tried to not cause any misunderstandings and saw how Christianrelieved breath. “Good,
because that would make him an uncle daddy- would be extremely complicated the both of us, trust me.”
“Huh?” I asked at his explanation but he shrugged me off and got up from his chair. “My mom is still in awe should go now.” He
said, and that was all it took for me to follow him to the car as we made our way house.
“This time I think you should tell me what I should and shouldn’t do.” I reminded him, trying to avoid an
“Don’t call her a whore, don’t roll your eyes at her, don’t throw a drink on her, don’t disrespect her, don’don’t look at her the wrong
way-“
“Wait a second!” I told him as his words were going too fast. “Don’t worry, I’ll be there with you, and thisimmediately defend you.”
He reassured me. This time I trusted his words a bit more because he did not psomething and usually a promise didn’t end well
for Christian.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Christian asked me one more time when we arrived at the Lamberti nodded my head,
determined to fix whatever there was left to fix.
“Good let’s go,” Christian said and led me inside the same big mansion as the last time. He placed his haand guided me to the
living room, where I met eyes with my first nightmare, Gio.

“What is she doing here?” The mama boy asked and demanded an answer. Two cute little girls were stucgave me a mischievous
smile. “Uncle Chrissie!” The older girl screamed and ran into Christian’s arms whifollowed with tiny crawls.
“I’m here to apologize,” I spoke for myself and saw the startled look on Gio’s face. I bet he was hoping fscene again. “A-
apologize?” He stuttered. Yes bitch, apologize.
“Yes, and I would like for you to join me when I do so— actually all of you,” I told him as Christian seemenew plan. It was a spur
in the moment decision, but one which could help both Christian and the baby a“This is gonna be good, I’ll go get dad and Enzo-
watch the kids!” Gio laughed and walked off. He was omocking me and it seemed like Christian had already expected it to go this
way, so I was grateful for him
“Chrissie, I still have the gun you gave me!” The oldest girl spoke while Christian’s eyes immediately turngave a kid a gun? Great
to know.” I let out a nervous laugh but he shook his head. “A water gun, for kids“Chrissie, who is this?” She asked and pointed at
my face while the other one used my legs to stand on hand did the same.
“This is...your new aunt, Serena.” He introduced me. “And Serena, these are Gianna and Pia— Gio’s childsmiled at the two. For
someone who did not want any children, the look he gave them was golden.
“Is she fat or pregnant?” Gianna asked while Christian gave her a tap on her hand. “Hey, you can’t say thapologize!” He scolded
her and Gianna had immediately turned around. “Sorry, ma’am.”
“Kids.” Christian awkwardly explained himself while I frowned my eyes at Gianna’s behavior. Well, she waafter all.
“You should pick her up, she can’t stand for too long.” Christian’s eyes pointed to Pia. Just as he said shewobble on her two legs
and I quickly picked her up.“How old are they...Chrissie?” I laughed at the nicknahim while he rolled his eyes at me.
“I am four and Pia is two,” Gianna spoke with both her hands in her hips. Little children who were in grownever failed to amuse
me, I wondered if my child would also be like that. “Is there something with her leg“Yes...but she’s a strong child,” Christian told
me as he didn’t want to get into it, but that was enough inf“I’ll take her.” Christian grabbed her from my arms and gave her kisses
all over her face, making her giggwas straight up staring at me. How would I raise a child if a four-year-old intimidated me?
My gaze moved to Christian who was playing with Pia and I grew a smile on my face. I had not expectedknow how to hold a
child, but here he was— playing with one. He probably knew more than me, considescared to even hold a child. All this time I
had been worrying about him while I should’ve been worrying and in a way it made me feel a bit insecure. Would I really be able
to raise the baby on my own?

“It’s settled, let’s go!” Gio walked back in and clapped his hands together. The person who liked me the such a good mood could
only mean one thing.
Francesca was not waiting on an apology