His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

“W-what are you doing here?” I stammered as I slowly walked past him to unlock my door, but Christian had no issue inviting himself in.

I had gone through this scenario in my head several times and imagined he apologized, I had dreamed won with the first plan, but by the look on his face, I could see that those weren’t his intentions.

“Why aren’t you accepting my checks?” He demanded an answer out of me. Of course, it was about thosagain.

He followed me to the living room and grabbed my shoulder. “Hey, I’m talking to you!”

I felt disgusted and glared at his hand which was on top of my shoulder. “I don’t want you to touch me.”He looked offended but listened to me and removed his hand. “Just give me an answer and I’ll go, just tedon’t want my money. Aren’t you suppose to be doing what’s the best for you and the baby?”

Me?

“You don’t even want the baby so we don’t want your money, and the best for us would probably be to from you!”

“What game are you playing? I know you’re sending me hush money to keep quiet, and I know you’re gbaby away from me and that’s not going to happen!” I raised my voice at him. No matter how many timan answer, there was no solid reason as to why he still offered me his money while he supposedly didn’t do with the baby.

“Serena, I may be a lot of things but I would never take away a child from its innocent mother…”

Christian looked at me with a disappointed look on his face, it almost seemed as if he expected me to tacall it a day. “I came all the way over here to this neighborhood, so accepting the check is the least you cI felt my blood boil at his choice of words and tried to remain as calm as possible as a too high blood predo any good to me or the baby. “I was not the one who dragged you out of your big mansion in your prneighborhood so if you’ll excuse me!”

I meant.” Christian defended his words, but it was already to late. He said what h“Ah, so you’re apologizing for this but not for calling me a stripping whore or for forcing me to take youabandoning your own

Christian spoke. “You might not be aware,of enemies and I

should be able to handle youmaking up excuses!”

right because I completely understand your point, but if you really cared about keesafe you would give up whatever twisted family business you’re in but you won’t because you only care was surprised by my own words and

safe, so please just accept the check.” Chhis patience. I could

more than throwing some checks in front of our faces, keeping the baby sgiving it the love and care it deserves,

an appointment, ultrasound, my due date. Other than throwing money to myhaven’t done a thing and it hurts because if I wanted someone

good job?” Christian mocked me. “You live in an apartment smaller than my paa horrible neighborhood by the way and are obviously struggling to

hit me like a knife through my heart and I didn’t know how to take it. He dropped

would have been crying, but his words only motivated me to work harder so I could prove hione would bring me down and

whispered my name as he began to realize his mistake,

suggest you leave before I do something I’ll regret because

spoke with a regretful look on his face, but I was not a

so when you learn how to be a real parent and want to be there for our baby I’m willing tosecond chance,” I spoke in the hopes that he would get the

even I didn’t know I had it in me, but he was getting on my nerves. I shbehind him and was waiting for tears to fall from

just about to make my way to my room, but I got interrupted by a knockWhy did he not get