His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Today was the day.

I was going to tell Christian the truth about my pregnancy. Even though I hate to admit it, Marc was absomade no sense to hide or to run away from the situation when he was going to figure it out either way, sthe best if it came from me.

I looked at the leather jacket in my hands and straightened it. It was the same jacket he had given me thebrought me home and I had yet to return it, he didn’t even ask for it.

I know I was over-analyzing things as usual but if he was going to treat the baby like the jacket I did not expectations. To be honest, I didn’t had any expectations at all so I was prepared for the worst. I did not I did not want his money, I just wanted him to know and that’s all. The last thing I planned on doing wasbe a dad when I wasn’t all that ready to become a mom.

I got out of the car and made my way to the front of the club. The back door was something I would notbecause even though the girls weren’t here yet I didn’t want any of the staff to be in my business or to ptogether about why I was here, looking for Christian, while I was supposed to be sick.

I stood on my tippy toes to reach the small doorbell and hoped for it to get answered by someone decebe asking too many questions. “We’re closed.” A voice I had recognized as Gio growled. Out of all peoplbe him.

“It’s me, Serena!” I called out, as I tried my hardest to hide my nerves, but he didn’t make it easy. “Seren

unsure. It was cold enough as it was and the fact that he was interrogating me really didthat better. “System says you’re

they do stuff according to

something to tell Christian.” I answered. It was not too late to turn back around. Yes, I couldand use Gio treating me like some intruder as an excuse. “Gio stop bullying the poor girl, it’s cold outsidfor your stupid games.” I heard Enzo’s

sigh escape from Gio’s mouth before he finally decided to open the door, so I could enter the bentering through here instead of the back felt different and it had looked the same as it did when I was htime. In front of me

at the front desk gave me an uncomfortable smile and probably thought of a reason why I where in the morning while everything was still

more of this awkwardness, so I quickly made my way upstairs and pushed led to the infamous second floor. The floor I had been a few times too many these past months if you’d time was six months ago when Lucio had hired me while he could clearly see that I was desperate for thetime was when Christian took me to his office, the third time was when I got picked out to serve the menmoment I would never forget, even if I wanted to— the fourth time was when I asked Enzo to place me bfor the night and this would hopefully be the last time, to tell Christian that I was

stretch time before I reachhad the urge to turn back and was close to panicking but realized I couldn’t. All I had to do was tell him after that,

it, I can do it,” I whispered to

a second I forgot there was a camera meaning he could see every little thinI slowly opened the door and saw him seated behind his desk with a stash of papers in front of him. Papereason did these people

He usually looked different from his brothers and ditched thebut this time he wore a suit and somehow seemed even more threatening than he had

important to tell you,” I told him as I cut right to the chase. Christian chuckled and loomy eyes.

knowing this was the same guy who was nice enough to let his friend check up on