His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Christian dropped the pen from his hands and froze for a second before he looked up from his desk. I triface, but it showed no expression. Not a single frown, nothing.

“Yes, I’ve been pregnant for three months now and I thought you should at least know the truth. I don’t or your money, I don’t even need you to be there for the baby. But I just want you to know that I’m pregI’m keeping the bab-“

The moment a sigh left his mouth I stopped with my sentence and look at his clenched fist. I couldn’t heof fear and waited to see his reaction. “Three months?”.

“For how long have you known?” He asked in a calm but irritated tone. I knew he had a temper and I didprovoke him so, I was planning on giving him the truth he deserved. “Just a week.”

“As I told you, I’m perfectly fine on my own and I don’t need—no I don’t want you in my life and I’m noof that, but now you know,” I lied to his face. Yes, I didn’t need him in my life, but if he would be there tobaby it would’ve made things so much easier. I had not even expected to get out a word without a singlesomehow I had managed to do it.

“Are you nuts?” He asked as he stepped from behind the desk. The expression on his face was as cold astook a step back which each one he stepped forward and prepared myself for his outburst. I stepped bacwall and had nowhere to go. My first instinct was to cover my stomach with my hands so he couldn’t huI closed my eyes and prepared myself for whatever was about to come. “You’re carrying our baby, my batelling me you don’t want me to have anything to do with it. Are you insane, what the fuck is wrong without, while I flinched and looked down at my stomach.

“I-I didn’t think you were exactly waiting for a baby and…I’m sorry.” I apologized. Maybe Marc was right,misjudged him. Yes, his reaction scared me but so far it seemed like he was okay with this pregnancy.

“I’m going to be a dad?” He asked once again while I quickly nodded my head. I covered my stomach wwas afraid of his next move, but all he took was a deep breath.

“How are you, how is the baby, have you seen a doctor?” He asked as he showed a hint of worry on his fhelp but smile at his sudden change of behavior which was completely unexpected. I had prepared mysebut here he was, asking me about how I was doing.

fine, the baby is fine, and yes,” I spoke as I tried to read the expression on his face, but it was difficuhim. He seemed worried, happy, confused and afraid

on his face evfor a

just as

stuff, today?” Christian asked while I stared

you can move in.” He spoke as if it

as he gently grabbed my hands to remove them from my stomach. His words hadand his reaction wasn’t as bad as expected, but I was still cautious about the kind of business he was in amyself or my child in that situation. All he had to do

fact that I had no desire to become a mob wion Christian’s face showed me

never be, but that doesn’t mtake care of you and the baby.” He spoke and looked down at my still flat stomach. “At least let me take you until I know for sure that

Ouch,

don’t need any favors from you.” I told him as politely

but let’s be realistic here. You live in an apartment smaller than this office and cwhile you weren’t in any state to be working. I have no doubt you will be a great mom because you seemhardworking person, but I am doubting myself, so please let

had said more than I had ever I knew he meant well, and his offer sounded extremely tempting. I was willing to co-parent and would lebaby whenever he wanted to, but his family name scared me and I did not know how to tell him the truthprobably

you’re ready to be a dad because I’m not even ready to btruthfully told

all the time to prepare

was doubting me, himself, or the baby, but I had seebefore and it