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

noReyes?” I spoke unsure. It was cold enough as

they do stuff according to

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

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 was a front desk and on the ground floor, there were different

I where

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 pregnant. Quite some tI planned on telling him about the

tried to stretch time before I reachhad the urge to turn back and was close to panicking but realized I couldn’t. All

it, I can do it,” I whispered to myself and took a deep

from the inside anddrown in embarrassment. For 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

He continuedoing and did not even look up to see me. He usually looked different

you,” I told him as I cut right to the chase. Christian chuckled and loomy eyes. “What’s that

who was nice enough to let