His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

We were two weeks further and tomorrow I would finally have my baby shower. Francesca and the twins house and were staying over to decorate everything—while I went out to secretly visit Beau.

I felt bad about lying to Christian, but I had been hiding this secret for so long that I was too afraid for hiwould find out.

“Beau!” I greeted him and ran in his arms to give him a tight hug. We spoke almost every day either ovethrough text and had become a whole lot closer.

“Serena, it’s good to see you.” Beau pulled away and held my shoulders, so he could take a good look atyou, you got so big.” He spoke in surprise.

“Yeah, it looks like it.” I pulled him back into another hug. “After you disappear on me I won’t get to hugme hold you for a while longer,” I told him.

“Can you leave the house this easy?” Beau had pulled away again and gave me a worried look. “No—ususurprisingly enough Christian just told me to go.” I shrugged my shoulders. As the four months, Beau hawere slowly nearing Christian had been even more overprotective, till the point where he wouldn’t even door anymore, so he must’ve been in a good mood to let me out for the day.

“Did you tell him you came to see me?” Beau wondered as I shook my head. I still hadn’t told either onenot informed Christian about Beau, while he did not inform me about the meeting.

“I don’t think he would mind anyway—the last time I spoke with him, he seemed to be okay with all of thwhile a thousandth different thoughts went through my head.

“T-the last time you spoke to him?” I stammered. “Yes.” Beau nodded his head. “At the meeting, two weeDid he know?

“R-right,” I said and sat down on the bench. If he knew, then why didn’t he tell me?

It suddenly got very obvious to me that this is what he meant whenever he asked me if I had anything toyou excited about tomorrow?” Beau asked and held his hand against my belly.

“Yes, I really wish you could be there.”

him to meet the Alfonzo’s who had been nothing but nice to me and truly showed ttheir

want to stay at Fabioafter the baby is born—I won’t leave there until you’re

difficult it had bmade me feel like a bad person for complaining about my own life—while if I had to be honest, despite

and it was all because oWe spoke for a while longer until it was time for me to go. “I don’t want to let go of you,” I told him andeven tighter than before. Letting go of Beau felt like letting go of a part of me. “I’ll

Christian knew,

head as I walked back to the house. Of course, he knew, and treason why he even let me leave

and pink decorations and random

wait.” I tried to sound excited, but my mind was still with Christian. I had to talk to him as s“Where are you going?” Francesca yelled while I ran up the stairs. “I’ll be

a lot.” I walked behind the desk to give him a back-hug and restbetween the crook of his neck. “It’s so I

going on about that I love chuckled, but I shook my head. “Then

knew the truth about Beau.” I

why you allowed me to leave without any securitconfronted him. “I didn’t tell you because I wanted to hear from your mouth.” He spoke back.

before you trust

might’ve done a background check.” He confessed, making me laugh. “Does anyone else knows about t“No, I was so nice to keep it to myself—and I trust Beau, so I’m not getting into your personal business. brother.” He reassured me. “And besides that, it could be really helpful to have someone else

It could indeed.

my hand on his cheek and looked him in the eyes to see if I could finbehind it. “Wasn’t I nice to you these past weeks?”

and lowered his hand to squeeze my butt. “Maybe yleaned in to kiss him on

again. Inviting someone who workeclose with Vincenzo made me worried and for Beau, it was definitely

friend and she’He reminded me. He had a point, she had been calling and texting me non stop to ask whether she had wrong—and was surprised when I had sent her an invitation. “And Enzo? Did you invite