His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Do you feel accomplished by embarrassing me?” I turned around and asked Luna.

“Yes.” She smiled back. It was evening and Christian and Matteo had already left. While Olivia was helpinschool assignment, Luna and I were watching a movie.

“Aren’t you scared?” She suddenly asked. “Scared of what?”

“You know…scared of that Fabio guy breaking in and taking you away.” She spoke. “No, not really.” I lied.that I was terrified, but me showing just how terrified I was, would only make things worse.

I could only imagine Christian’s reaction when I’d tell him that I did not like it here and I did not want him“So you will survive all alone?” She chuckled.

“Let’s stop talking about me, let’s talk about you,” I told her and turned my head to face her. “I know it ibusiness, but what happened between you and Johnny?”

Luna rolled her eyes at me. “I was already afraid you were going to ask.”

“It was nothing much, he asked me how I felt about him and I told him that I could not give him an answthing I told your brother.” She simply shrugged her shoulders.

“Why?” I wondered. She could pick out one or the other, but she wouldn’t and in a way, it was botheringdon’t know what they want with me. They could’ve had anyone—but they choose to have a stripper as iffollow in Christian’s footsteps, no offense.” She explained. “It feels like a game to them, if Christian can d“And what makes you say that?” I asked Luna. “Johnny wants to make a housewife out of me and Emilio me a stepmother…I don’t want to be either one—and I’m here with you because I love you, but I don’t winvolved with the mafia either, you know that—I’m not like you.” She reminded me. If she only knew wha“So what you’re telling me is that you don’t like either one of them?”

“I never said that.” Luna chuckled. “What I said is that they want me for the wrong reasons and will throwthey get bored—other than dancing on a pole, what else do I have to offer men like that?”

Her words hit me hard. They were rough but it was true and it kept me thinking. What did I have to offerthan the baby…absolutely nothing.

“No, no, no.” Luna scolded me and slapped my cheek. “Christian has shown everyone how far he’s willin—so don’t even think like that!” She read my mind.

Once again she was right. Christian had the best intentions and if he really wanted me out of the picture—noticed by now.

for being fine yet an asshole and I know that I was the one who told youway he looks at you

did. He was not the best at expressing his feelings, but even then he tried and

I knew that as the threat was starting to get closer, I would even have to mo“Don’t worry, it won’t be that bad—and you

two monsafe house while being eight months pregnant was not

were getting less and less—and whenever I asked Christian about whylong he would tell me not to worry and to relax. Whenever I asked

knew things would be better

for a bit longer—but he wasn’t giving it to me. Instead, I haBeau, I had to hear from Beau how Fabio was trying to

outside air. I felt like I was

I could ashe was an extremely energetic baby—and so could doctor Ramiro.

sick of being in my stomach and would suddenly decide that it’s time

around the same age as me—so it was nice to have her around

myself to not let others seemy tears, so I hid them. In the past, I tended to be an overdramatic immature brat, but so much had chanI would often rethink the past and how much different it could’ve been if I had already changed back thethe new me would’ve never given Francesca the satisfaction—and would’ve just kept my mouth

never forced Christian into telling him he loved me and would’ve waited

you have to hold on for one more week.” Amanda placed her hand on

say that, the Lamberti’s know what they’re doing—you’ll be out of here sooner than you think.” Sreassure me, but behind

scared mthe beginning, I was so confident in letting Christian pick out the name,

will probably end up with Christina or

question. What did I want? “I want to ge“I know.” She gave me a sympathetic smile. My eyes drifted to my phone and the familiar number who wmy

I have to take this one.” I excused myself and walked out of the kitchen to run to my bedrooasked as I picked up the phone, but all I could hear

a whimper. “Luis, what’s

c-call you if I ever was in trouble.” He hysterically cried as I tried to calm him downBeau?” I asked with an awful pit in my stomach and closed my eyes—preparing myself for the worse. “Heand he told me to tell

They knew…

that Beau knew of