His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

It was the day after I had found out about the baby picture and no matter how much I’d call or text Vincnot answer.

I was getting anxious since Christian wasn’t here— and even considered asking Olivia, Vincenzo’s addrescould not take it anymore.

“Are you sure you’re not going to eat anything?” Emmanuella who had returned asked and I shook my hstaring at my phone. The last person I had texted was Beau, and I hoped he would reply.

“No, I’m good thanks,” I reassured her. “Yes, but how about the baby?” She asked, and pushed the plate direction— forcing me to eat. Not in the mood to talk to her anymore, I had accepted the plate and start“Emmanuella, you’ve been in this family for a long time, right?” I asked her as she nodded her head. “Yes“Do you know the Alfonzo’s?” I asked her. Emmanuella sat down on the opposite side of me. “Yes, of cou— they’ve been a family friend for ages. It all started with Christian’s grandfather— Franco Lamberti and— Pedro Alfonzo.”

“What about their children?” I tried to keep the conversation going. I was going to find out answers aboone way or another.

“Hmm, there is the oldest— Emilio and after that Marcello, and after Marcello they had Carmen and Luca“Did they ever give up a child for adoption?” I jumped straight to it and tried to read the expression on Eface. “Why that sudden question? Have you heard about what Fabio Garcia did?”

“Vincenzo’s dad?” I asked and she nodded her head. I had to play my cards right. “Uh yeah, but I forgot—do again?” I played along. I felt bad for having to use Emmanuella like this, but I had to find out the truth“It’s not what he did, it’s what they all done. Years ago there was an order to burn down a house— but uFabio’s pregnant wife and son died in that fire. No one knew they were still in that house.” Emmanuella s“He was the one who put out the order, but he needed someone to blame and at the end of the day theLamberti’s men had done it, so they had to pay.”

“How did they pay?” I wondered and finally felt like I was getting somewhere. The look on Emmanuella’sthat she did not want to talk about it anymore. “Emmanuella, please,” I begged her. “Alright then.”

“At that time Lina Alfonzo was pregnant, Fabio gave them two options, either hand over a child— or go Emmanuella sighed. “W-war?” I asked as she nodded her head.

“Yes, Lita gave away her baby boy— because he was a boy she had hoped Fabio would have shown him fast as she gave the baby, he had disappeared and god knows how that child suffered.”

So it was a boy?

Then who was Angelica?

“Even then Christian and Vincenzo remained friends,” I spoke to myself. “Yes, sacrificing one child to protprevent a war was unfortunately the safest at the time. All the families make up one big family, so just imhappens when someone risks a war for a baby.” Emmanuella explained. “They had no choice or they woueveryone against them.”

“Anyway, after that Lita gave birth to two more children, Carmen and Lucas— but she got depressed andgiving away her son. She would’ve gone to war for her baby, but Matteo at that time made that decisionand not out his heart.” She sighed.

“And we are sure the baby was a boy?” I asked Emmanuella. All of this did not make sense, as far as I waswas definitely not a boy. “Positive, it was a boy.”

saw how Emmanuella’s went into deep thoughts. “I have no idea,

they gave away. Matteo Alfonzo calling

heard Matteo mention that name once— don’t mind me.” I smiled at her. At that moment myand

with simple instructions. ‘Please get here as soon as possible. Don’t tell anyonI looked at Emmanuella who had her back turned to

quick walk!” I announced and left the mansion. “No drive today?” Vernshook my head. My eyes landed on the same grey van which had been following me ever since Christianit had to be one

me and

this was my last location and I was with Beau, the one

but made sure to keep my distance. “Serena, we have to tatime!” He spoke and tried to step forward, but I

know you’ve been stalking me, please tell me why you have been sticking your nose into my baby pictyou’ve been running circles at the club— asking about me!” I demanded an answer and saw how his fac“I can explain, but you have to listen— I don’t

be in

phone?” I asked Beau. He graand looked in my eyes with a pleading look.

“You’re not from Canada?”

hand. “Yes I was brought here from

although you’re pthink you’re randomly here— for the past few months I have been looking for someone and I think you He whispered back

Let go of me!” I told him, shocked at his changed behavior. “My twin.”

from him, but his grip around my wrist was firmother hand

baby who was pretty much identical to the baby in my childhoodeven had the same custom made blanket, cuddled up

Adrián and Angelica

did you get this from?” I asked and held the bench for support as I

it from Vincenzo’s father, Fabio Garcia’s office,” Beau spoke. “The man

the saint you think he is and Vincenzo isn’t

sudden news I was receiving. “A long time aghappened between the Alfonzo’s,

him to not waste any more time than we already

your birth parents are and didn’t tell you a thing. He pudanger

why would that

“Does Vincenzo..?”