His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

It was the day after I had found out about the baby picture and no matter how much I’d call or text Vincnot answer.
I was getting anxious since Christian wasn’t here— and even considered asking Olivia, Vincenzo’s addrescould not take it
anymore.
“Are you sure you’re not going to eat anything?” Emmanuella who had returned asked and I shook my hstaring at my phone. The
last person I had texted was Beau, and I hoped he would reply.
“No, I’m good thanks,” I reassured her. “Yes, but how about the baby?” She asked, and pushed the plate direction— forcing me
to eat. Not in the mood to talk to her anymore, I had accepted the plate and start“Emmanuella, you’ve been in this family for a
long time, right?” I asked her as she nodded her head. “Yes“Do you know the Alfonzo’s?” I asked her. Emmanuella sat down on
the opposite side of me. “Yes, of cou— they’ve been a family friend for ages. It all started with Christian’s grandfather— Franco
Lamberti and— Pedro Alfonzo.”
“What about their children?” I tried to keep the conversation going. I was going to find out answers aboone way or another.
“Hmm, there is the oldest— Emilio and after that Marcello, and after Marcello they had Carmen and Luca“Did they ever give up a
child for adoption?” I jumped straight to it and tried to read the expression on Eface. “Why that sudden question? Have you heard
about what Fabio Garcia did?”
“Vincenzo’s dad?” I asked and she nodded her head. I had to play my cards right. “Uh yeah, but I forgot—do again?” I played
along. I felt bad for having to use Emmanuella like this, but I had to find out the truth“It’s not what he did, it’s what they all done.
Years ago there was an order to burn down a house— but uFabio’s pregnant wife and son died in that fire. No one knew they
were still in that house.” Emmanuella s“He was the one who put out the order, but he needed someone to blame and at the end
of the day theLamberti’s men had done it, so they had to pay.”
“How did they pay?” I wondered and finally felt like I was getting somewhere. The look on Emmanuella’sthat she did not want to
talk about it anymore. “Emmanuella, please,” I begged her. “Alright then.”
“At that time Lina Alfonzo was pregnant, Fabio gave them two options, either hand over a child— or go Emmanuella sighed. “W-
war?” I asked as she nodded her head.
“Yes, Lita gave away her baby boy— because he was a boy she had hoped Fabio would have shown him fast as she gave the
baby, he had disappeared and god knows how that child suffered.”
So it was a boy?

Then who was Angelica?
“Even then Christian and Vincenzo remained friends,” I spoke to myself. “Yes, sacrificing one child to protprevent a war was
unfortunately the safest at the time. All the families make up one big family, so just imhappens when someone risks a war for a
baby.” Emmanuella explained. “They had no choice or they woueveryone against them.”
“Anyway, after that Lita gave birth to two more children, Carmen and Lucas— but she got depressed andgiving away her son.
She would’ve gone to war for her baby, but Matteo at that time made that decisionand not out his heart.” She sighed.
“And we are sure the baby was a boy?” I asked Emmanuella. All of this did not make sense, as far as I waswas definitely not a
boy. “Positive, it was a boy.”
“And who is Angelica?” I asked and saw how Emmanuella’s went into deep thoughts. “I have no idea, whasking?” She asked,
but just by her reaction, I knew that she could not help me anymore. L
Perhaps Angelica was another baby they gave away. Matteo Alfonzo calling out for Angelica sounded likout for his daughter.
“No one, I heard Matteo mention that name once— don’t mind me.” I smiled at her. At that moment myand I saw that I had
received a text from Beau.
He had sent me a location with simple instructions. ‘Please get here as soon as possible. Don’t tell anyonI looked at Emmanuella
who had her back turned to me and said my goodbyes before going to my roomBeau wanted to meet me at was at a park near
the mansion.
“Emmanuella, I’m just going for a quick walk!” I announced and left the mansion. “No drive today?” Vernshook my head. My eyes
landed on the same grey van which had been following me ever since Christianit had to be one of his men.
I managed to sneak out the gates without the van noticing me and made my way over to the park wheresitting on a bench.
‘If I’m dead, this was my last location and I was with Beau, the one who was stalking me’ I texted Luna anphone.
“Beau,” I called out and walked towards him, but made sure to keep my distance. “Serena, we have to tatime!” He spoke and
tried to step forward, but I took a step back.
“I know you’ve been stalking me, please tell me why you have been sticking your nose into my baby pictyou’ve been running
circles at the club— asking about me!” I demanded an answer and saw how his fac“I can explain, but you have to listen— I don’t
have long!” He said but I shook my head, refusing to listendon’t, so tell me what the hell is going on!”

“You might be in danger.”
“W-what do you mean? Where’s Vincenzo and why isn’t he picking up his phone?” I asked Beau. He graand looked in my eyes
with a pleading look. “Serena listen, the Canada thing was a lie-“
“You’re not from Canada?”
“Listen!” He interrupted me and squeezed my hand. “Yes I was brought here from Canada— but before tfrom the moment I met
you I knew there was something...”
“W-what are you trying to say?” I whispered and saw him take a deep breath. “Serena, although you’re pthink you’re randomly
here— for the past few months I have been looking for someone and I think you He whispered back and looked around to see if
anyone heard us.
“W-who? Let go of me!” I told him, shocked at his changed behavior. “My twin.” He said as I couldn’t hehis weird explanation.
Twin?
“What the hell are you talking about!” I tried to get away from him, but his grip around my wrist was firmother hand he grabbed a
picture from his suit jacket. “We don’t have long, he’ll be back soon but look!”picture into my hands.
My heart almost dropped when I saw a baby who was pretty much identical to the baby in my childhoodeven had the same
custom made blanket, cuddled up to another baby.
Adrián and Angelica
“W-what, where did you get this from?” I asked and held the bench for support as I tried to catch my brea game?
“I stole it from Vincenzo’s father, Fabio Garcia’s office,” Beau spoke. “The man who made my life miserabknow why!”
“Christian is not the saint you think he is and Vincenzo isn’t either!”
“W-what?” I asked again, on the verge of fainting at all the sudden news I was receiving. “A long time aghappened between the
Alfonzo’s, the Lam-“
“Yes, I know!” I interrupted him to not waste any more time than we already didn’t have.
“I’m sure you trust Christian— but he knew who your birth parents are and didn’t tell you a thing. He pudanger just by being
here!”

“And why would that be?” I asked.
“Does Vincenzo..?”
“No he doesn’t, and no one knows about me, but someone gave Fabio a lead and now he knows that yo“Fabio?” I asked and
looked at Beau who had raised his sleeve. In shock, I stared at the purple bruises on“Oh my...Beau, did they do this to you?”
“Fabio did— although Vincenzo is innocent, you can’t hang around him anymore. The only reason he cabecause Fabio gave me
another name and never told anyone about my true identity. I was the price for emistake— I’m safe for now because I work for
Fabio and he thinks that I do not know who I am.” Beau trget through to me.
“But you? Vincenzo’s ignoring you because he knows! Although you had nothing to do with all of this, hbrother died in that fire—
he will never forgive you!” Beau yelled in my face.
Christian knew...
I thought about Christian and his sudden decision to not help me anymore after I had told him about myhad hated him, did not
want to be around him— declined the checks he had sent me, and in a way, everadding up, but Christian why would he lie to
me?
I had opened up to him about my true feelings while he wiped my tears. He knew how desperate I was aknow my parents, I cried
in his arms while he comforted me— so unless he was the devil there was no siwouldn’t...
There had to be a reason.
I fell in love with him and he betrayed me.
Lucio...
He had hired me, always gave me way more attention than the other girls— visited me every week, triedgetting another job. It
was all so he could wash away his own guilt.
“The Alfonzo’s, do they know?” I asked but Beau shook his head. “No, I’ve heard our...birth mother...fell iand regrets her
decision, if they knew we wouldn’t be living like this.” He told me.
I thought about the butterfly-shaped necklace which Emilio had given me. It was not a lookalike, it was tChristian asked me about
the necklace and made a damn fool out of me while he knew all along.

This must be a lie, this must be a prank.
“One advice— burn that ring, save your baby, and come with me now, I’ll get you out of here before FabWe only have each
other, I’ll protect you.” Beau stuck out his hand.
I looked at his hand.
His offer seemed so tempting, but was I really capable of dropping the life I had?
Was I ready to let go of Christian?