His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Luna’s words had been eating me up and I was not able to rest. The only positive thing was that my morhad finally disappeared, and I looked a whole less sick.

The one downside was that I was back again, knocking on the door of Christian’s office. After a long thodecided to take up his offer and do whatever was best for the baby. This situation wasn’t about me or mabout giving the baby a the life it deserved.

“The door is open,” Christian called out in his intimidating tone. I opened the door and walked in. He leathe window and had a cigarette between his lips. “I’ll come back later,” I excused myself, and tried my beanything for the baby’s sake.

Christian threw away the cigarette and turned around to face me. Don’t bother, this will be quick.” He sphis way over to his chair.

The look on his face made it obvious this clearly wasn’t the right time, so I was willing to come back latecould’ve prepared for the words which left his mouth. “The baby…I need you to get rid of it,” Christian spgaze moved anywhere but my eyes.

I felt upset, confused, and hopeless. He did not mean that he could not mean that. This had to be some “Huh?” I asked, confused. Christian took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

“Get rid of the baby.” He spoke word for word. The message was extremely clear and I did not missed a sThese were the words I had expected to hear from his mouth the first time, but he decided to give me fa

Even if I wanted to cry, I couldn’t and it was all because I was in too much of a shock to do so. Christian oand was probably wondering why I hadn’t said anything. “You don’t mean that,” I told him as I stared intcould see that he didn’t meant that.

For the first time, I could read him well and could tell that this was not what he wanted. Whatever it was him change his mind must’ve been something big.

“Get rid of the baby or disappear, I don’t care, I don’t want anything to do with it.” He tried his hardest tbut he was clearly failing.

“Christian, whatever happened to taking care of the baby?”

Christian took a deep breath and aggressively shove his papers from the table. My first instincts were to stomach with my hands which I did as I quickly stepped back. “Do you want a check? I’ll give you a checbother me. This is a mistake!” Christian spoke. “This baby…is a mistake.”

A mistake?

quickly turned the other way. “I don’t need your money, I don’t neeonly thing I’m asking from you is to please not turn your back on this baby.” I almost begged him. “Are yBecause if you are that’s completely fine and we don’t even have to talk again, but please,

not only wanting to abort

and was unable

now. We’ll get it together, let’shim,

as he looked down at his hand which

one good reason why you don’t want to be a parent and I will leave you alone because I don’trealize, but I’m the one who’s in real danger!” I told him. “Despite this whole…thing you guys got going to move in with you, I

won’t get rid of me this easily, not when I don’t mean any

because…I’m not ready to be a dad.” He

you think I’m ready to be a mom? Because I’m not but you have six

anything to with you or the baby, I don’t even know if the baby is

falling as every bit of hope I had left had completely shahe would take care of me and the baby,

didn’t meant it, but his words were something which I could never forgivI had enough of it and made my way to the door, so I could leave—but not before I gave him a small remoriginal words. “You said you wouldn’t bail on me, you promised,” I spoke defeated. “Serena…”

close the

or anyone, because I wouback here. I was allowed to cry and everyone was allowed to see

you up?” I recognized Enzo’s voice and quickly turned around. Okay, maybe not eveI attempted to wipe away my

I go and talk to him?” Enzo offered his help while he placed his hands on my shouhead and pushed him away. I was absolutely not in the mood to deal with any of the Lamberti brothers,

kept on walking and the only thing I could think about was the fastest way

I raised my head and madewith Lucio. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse. He had a pitiful look on his face, and that was

“You know, don’t you?”