His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

I heard laughter coming from downstairs and yawned while I made my way to the kitchen. After hangingVincenzo, Beau and Luis once again— I had returned home and took a long nap.

Isobel was almost sitting on Christian’s lap as the two were laughing together.

He never laughed like that with me.

This was crazy, was I jealous? I shrugged off my thoughts and sat on the opposite side of them. “Hi.” I grfrowned my eyebrows while Christian took his distance from Isobel.

“Hi.” Christian greeted back with a smile on his face and stared at me while I did the same. Isobel clearedgave him a nudge against his shoulder. “Hello.” She greeted me with a fake smile on her face.

“Hi…” I repeated once again. Her being here bothered the living crap out of me, and her sleeping over anroom yesterday had bothered me even more. If she planned to remind me that they were sleeping togetdid a wonderful job at that last night.

She told me that she had no trouble with me, but her actions told me otherwise. Her occasional glares acompliments were not something anyone could miss…anyone except Christian.

After getting back from his parents’ place yesterday I had hoped we would’ve had another movie night aentire mood was ruined when I walked into Isobel sitting at the kitchen table as if she lived here.

Okay, technically she knew him longer than I did— but he was my fiancé, may it be real or fake. “Isobel, cfor a second dear!” Emmanuella called out for her.

By the look on her face, I could tell that all she wanted was to decline her offer and not leave me alone wput on a fake smile and left the room to go to Emmanuella.

“I’ll be back.” She announced and kissed Christian on his cheek. For someone who was not in a relationsbehaved as if they were together…that was funny.

dating?” I asked him and he immediately shook

not sound like that yesterday,” I whispered under my breath but just loud enough so he could hear you jealous?” He chuckled while I looked down embarrassed.

something from me, I can give it to you— all you have to do is ask.” He told me andaring look. “W-what do

I mean.” Christian chuckled. The downside of us getting along was probably him

my friends…would it be okay for them to sleepover?” I asked Christian. I was going to get Faith a— one way or another and was even willing to drag them here. I could understand that staying here coufeel uncomfortable, but me being here all alone

ask me that— it’s also your house!” He chuckled. “We’re having a sleepover?” Iwalked back in asked and threw her arm over my shoulder. “I think she was talking about her friends.” Chsave me, but Isobel wouldn’t

invited herself, giving me no choice but to “Did anyone say something about a sleepover?” Marc had suddenly shown up with Johnny following beapparently we’re

he hasn’t mentioned me because I’m not Johnny!” Hand wrapped his arm around Christian,

had in mind, and you all have more than enough work to do— asI don’t

yes— it is,” Luca told him, and I could already tell he w“You don’t have any problem with me being here, right? …or are you going to throw a drink in my face awhore?” Luca asked me, while everyone laughed at his

in between laughs— great, even

and laughed even harder while I felt embarracould be.

everything I could to not get any crazy ideas in my head, but when he

you had something to do for us— but now that we’re having a slethe grocery

are not in fourth grade— get ahold of yourself and make yourself useful!” Christian scolpouted at his words. “Do you really think sleepovers are

not what I meant— I…” Christian frowned at the sad look on my face. “Don’t take it personal Serehe’s

Party pooper!” She chanted as the others followed her and poor Christian sat there with auncomfortable look on his face. He was probably trying to save me so they would

spoke to shut them up which had worked. Christiaoccurred to me as the calm type, so seeing he was surrounded by loud people was definitely interesting.I had often wondered if our baby would take after our