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.”

the Alfonzo’s who had been nothing but

brushed my hair to the side. “I just want to stay

bad person for complaining about my own life—while if I had to be honest,

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 give you a message ifsomething

Christian knew,

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

I entered the house it was full of blue and pink decorations and random people following Francesctwins’ instructions. “Hah, right on time—what do you think?” Francesca

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 back later!” I called out and maChristian’s office. In the past, I used to knock, but nowadays

of his neck. “It’s so I can keep an eye on you.” Christian pulled me away so he could gchair. What he did not

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

you tell me that you knew the truth about Beau.” I sighed and saw how the expface had changed.

yeah, you knew I was going to see him and that’s why you allowed me to leave without any securitconfronted him. “I didn’t tell you because I wanted to hear

you trust

I wanted to do was to argue before the gender revesay anything because I trust you, I trust you to make the right decisions.” He leaned in to kiss me on my 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

It could indeed.

him in the eyes to see if I could finbehind it. “Wasn’t I nice to you

am?” He asked and lowered his hand

safe to invite Olivia?” I double-checked once again. Inviting someone who workeclose

things like these. Olivia is your 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