His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

I smacked my head on the table multiple times in a row— while Luna glared at me.

“I told him I loved him!” I mouthed. It was the day after I had embarrassed myself and confessed my feelcould not understand how one could go from liking someone to loving someone.

What was even more embarrassing was that he did not have a single reaction, not one.

“Baby that’s the least of your worries, worry about important stuff like meeting your parents.” Luna triedattention. Today was the day I would be meeting the Alfonzo’s once again— and I had expected to be newasn’t.

I had dreamed of this moment for years, but now that it was here I did not feel a single nerve. “Thanks fome, I really can’t do this alone.” I sighed at Luna.

Faith was busy with her own life, and Olivia was a bit too close to Vincenzo— so I had also taken my distbut luckily I had Luna instead. Today I would officially be meeting the Alfonzo’s and Luna had agreed to Even though I was not exactly nervous, I did not want to do this on my own. “Speaking of the devil.” Lunlooked up at Christian who had walked in.

After his breakdown, he acted as if nothing happened, just how he had completely ignored the fact that him—but there was nothing I could do to take it back. The truth was that I did love him, and I was not emadmit it.

“Are you guys ready?” Christian asked me and avoided all eye-contact. The fact that I didn’t know whethbecause I had confessed my feelings or because he felt embarrassed about me seeing the vulnerable sidmatters even worse.

“Yes,” Luna told him and dragged me from the chair. “Did you still not tell him about Beau?” She whispewhile I punched her in her flanks. Beau had texted me and told me not to trust anything Vincenzo said ana trap, just like Christian had told me—but I had yet to tell him the truth.

I knew Beau told me not to tell our parents anything, but he seemed broken and lost which was why I waconsidering going against him and tell the Alfonzo’s the truth. Fabio was obviously an abusive, controllinneeded him to be saved. “Right, sorry,” Luna whispered.

We followed Christian to the car and sat down in the back, while he was at the front with Johnny. “You diwas coming!” Luna whispered in my ear. What did she expect? He was his cousin.

through my head was Christian. Why was he not saying anything to me? Did I scare“Serena, how are you

their opinion. Whalike me? I remembered Emmanuella told me

about Matteo or about Emilio and Marcello— because I knew they liked me, but I had rest of my family and did not know how

long drive, we had finally arrived at the huge Alfonzo estate. I stepped out of the car with sparklinthought about what

I told him I lohad actually acknowledged me. “I’m good.” I managed to get out

Matteo ran out and made his way over. Whfront of me he froze for a few seconds and stared into my eyes. With each second he got more and

you.” He cried into my arms while I awkwardly hugged him back. I did not knhave parents or to be loved—so

it was you, those were the words I had been waiting for my entire life but now that it

let go of you again, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry.” He repeated over and over. After he had pulmy arms. “Let me look at you, you’re beautiful.” He told me

Christian been treating you?” He looked behind me. I turned around and also

well, but it had grown a lot and I had considered him someone I could rto the point that

focused his attention on Luna. “Uhm, that’s

both of our hands. “Thank you,

Angelica…

tname I felt comfortable with. “Come on, let’s go inside— everyone wants to meet you.” He grabbed my “E-everyone?” I stuttered. I was still a bit traumatized from meeting the Lamberti’s and did not want to gthat again. “Just your mom and your siblings, I would like to introduce you to the

through the house. “I’ve dismissed everyotold me as if it was the most normal thing to have people

gave you away.” He smiled at me with a tearful look in his eyes. In the past, I had a list of quewhat I wanted to ask my parents, if it was hard for them and why they never came looking for me—but

she co“Am I dreaming?” She whispered to herself and looked into my eyes. Her shaking hands moved to my chgently caressed my face while

hug, while the two in the back had their arms crosright through my soul. I had not expected

the hug and pushed Marcello and Emilio a bit to the side so he could hold me again. a family felt like—it was