His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

“Serena, there you are!” Francesca waited for me at the bottom of the stairs while I walked down and trie“Becomes an Alfonzo, thinks she can let me wait—do you see that Emmanuella?” She asked Emmanuellapitiful smile. After telling Emmanuella the truth, well—she actually heard it because Christian and I were eshe finally realized why I asked her about the Alfonzo’s.

“I’m sorry!” I apologized and pulled the end of my dress. “What were you doing?” Stella asked me. AppaMia tagged along which was understandable, considering they organized the entire thing.

“Where is my brother, what were you guys doing?” Mia asked and looked around while Francesca shrugglooks a hot mess—it’s not that hard to guess, come on Serena we have a lot to discuss.”

Stella and Mia giggled while I walked after Francesca with my head lowered. This must’ve been why Chrilaughing, perhaps it would’ve been a smart idea to take a look in the mirror before I came down.

We sat in the living room and I watched as the three pulled out full maps with their ideas for the gender this thing a little bit too seriously while I told them to keep it small.

“Is this okay with…you know?” I questioned as the three gave me a confused look. I did not know how toFabio situation and did not want to say anything I shouldn’t.

“It is, don’t worry. No one is going to do anything stupid right now.” Francesca reassured me with a smilbefore she went back to showing me pictures.

It was surprising to me how easily she shrugged it off, but just like everyone had told me she had also saI did not have to worry for now. Over the past weeks, I had learned that staying out of Christian’s businesomething which he truly appreciated—but considering the circumstances, it became a lot more difficult“So what color are you guys going to wear?” I asked them as I scrolled through their to-do list. “We’re pare wearing a neutral color not to spoil anything,” Stella told me.

“Serena, a quick question because I’m really curious!” Mia grew an excited smile on her face. “What do yor a girl?”

“Hey!” Francesca yelled at her. “Don’t ask her that, if she reads the expression on your face then the whoruined.”

“She can just tell me, I took acting lessons last month—no big deal, Serena tell me!” She put her hands opushed me to talk.

“Stop scaring her.” I heard Christian say as he placed his hands on my shoulder. He kissed me on the cheway over to his mom before he joined her on the sofa. Francesca touched his hand and gave him a grateprobably because he was finally ready to let the past be the past.

“Chrissie, do you want a son or a daughter?” Mia asked Christian this time. He went into deep thoughts amy eyes with a warm smile on his face. “I want a daughter.”

observed the twins to see if they would crack, but they didn’t. Even though I came idea, all I wanted was to find out what I was

at him in shock. He had already sbefore,

daughter, you’ll allow her to date

a word he says—he had once threatened to kill my prom date!” Mia jumped

attempt to defend his actions. “Ytore me apart,” Mia smirked while Christian scrunched

a few more phone calls so I will leave you guys to it.” Christian got up from the couch aghimself. I bet the only

Chrissie!” Stella pouted, while

I have to say that to you.” He told his sister before

while all I had to do was just sit back and thing I appreciated the most was that they didn’t attack me with questions about the Alfonzo’s but instenothing happened as all of it still felt very new to me, but even then Stella had no problem letting her op“That brat is just sixteen, three years younger than me but her mouth is so big—it just makes me want tohappy you’re my

about it, I actually think I agree.” I sighed, thinking about the treatment she gave

time to pass and all I could think of was finding my way to

managed to make my way up and noticed Christian was still in his office. I finally took a scleaned myself, which was

lights were off so turned to his Just as I

stop doing that.” He sighed with a smile on his face. Even

okay, I was just on my way to see you.” He wrapped his hands around my waist, while

tonight—come on.” He pulled me into his room and locked the door. “You look tired,

listen. Talk to me.” Christian pulled me bme to lay down. I instantly grew a smile on my face and caressed his cheek, thinking about how he becamone. “It’s nothing,

did you think about your family?” He asked me as I yawned once again. “Nice people, except

for tomorrow?” I asked him and tried my hardest to stay awake. “…I have some thinwon’t

look at his face before I

let someone move your stuff to this room tomorrow.” He suddenly spoke. “T-to your

room.” He corrected me. “After the baby is born I

wondered. I knone who wanted all of this, but him being nice would probably be a temporarily thing and it