His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

“About Christian?” Vincenzo frowned his eyebrows. I felt bad because it seemed as if he had expected msomething else, but he was the only one who could give me answers at the moment. “What about him?”“Is he ignoring you because you threw a drink on Francesca?” He asked while my eyes went big. “News tfamilies know about it.” He continued.

“He’s not ignoring me…we’re okay.” I smiled.

“Well for starters, you said you’ve known him for a long time. What was he like when he was younger?” Iquestion which popped up in my head. For some reason, I could not imagine a young Christian.

Vincenzo laughed and sighed while shaking his head. This was going to be good.

“We grew up with a lot of children from all the other families.” He began. I thought about Isobel who hadwas a family friend.

“No matter which game we were playing, Christian always had to be the boss. He was the youngest out oeveryone followed him and no one questioned him.” Vincenzo explained. “So it’s not very different fromnow?”

“No, not really,” Vincenzo confirmed. “Although, when he’s not working or not in a bad mood he’s actuaperson. He loves to joke around, laughs a lot-“

“Laughs a lot?” I chuckled and thought about the standard cold look on his face. “Yes, he laughs a lot…hepeople and is even a bit childish I would say.” Vincenzo smiled. The way he was speaking about Christianwonder if the fight they had was really about me and I couldn’t help but feel guilty.

“I guess one thing is different.” Vincenzo suddenly changed his mind. “Instead of looking up to him, theydown on him. He’s not that ambitious so him taking over his dad got a lot of people angry.”

Hearing Vincenzo’s side made me feel sorry for Christian. While I was worried about a few girls looking dhad all eyes on him— waiting for him to fail just as he had told me.

“How about…your dad?” I asked, unsure whether his dad or his mom was the powerful one. “Dad.” Vinceconfirmed.

“My mom passed away when I was younger.” He explained with a forced smile on his face. Why did I alwthe line?

“I don’t know my parents.” I quickly sulked to get myself some pity points.

dad…let’s just say his relationship with the Lamberti’s is complicated,” Vincenzo spoke. Complicatedmade me even more curious because there had to be a

but there’s nothing that can be done about it.” He shrugged off but his answer more curious. If the Lamberti’s were some crazy family after all, I at least had to

asked andwhen I saw a smile on his face. I was probably worrying about nothing. “I

with us since he was fourteen. My dad brought him from Canada.” Vincenzobe your bodyguard?” I asked and Vincenzo nodded his head. “Yes,

were getting shorter which meant it was time for me to stop getting on his nerves. Not longarrived at the zoo and Luis and I were having the time

me!” Luis said and hugged me. I patted the young boy onheld him close. “I

be like. “The next time you have to

a wink. “Beau, can you wait here

sat down at the rock by the fountain and joined him. “Are you hof the house?” He asked me and those were the first words he ever said

he was a quiet person, but I was okay with it because I was

Christian?” I asked him and looked into his eyes. He blinked a few times and mback. “W-we

to me, so.” Beau sighed. “But I can understand why he hates Vincenzo at the moyou

did not want to get reminded of whVincenzo. “So your family is from Canada? You grew up there?” I asked to change the subject, but once ascrewed up when

is a big

without a family,” I reassured him to make him

did not even want to think about

I told him. Beau frowned his eyebrows in surprise

us and hugged Beau. Even though Beau grew up without a family, the smface whenever he played with Luis made me believe that he was okay with how things were. Would I alsohow things were once the

good mood wother than Olivia. Vincenzo who had originally annoyed me at the factory was too nice for words that I eabout him having a crush on me, but he was a good

sadness came over me when it was time to leave and I wished I could’ve stayed“You can call me whenever, I’m stuck at home doing nothing so,” I told Vincenzo and hugged

anyway. “Beau wona handshake.” Vincenzo scoffed, making Beau

in a different direction. I had no idea whether Vernon reporto Christian or not, but what I was doing