His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 131

Chapter 131

“A kiss?”

Just as I was about to open my mouth to say something. Siena let out a loud squeal as we both turned our heads to look at her. “She’s getting jealous,” I spoke and stepped away from the uncomfortable situation. “She woke up for nothing because she has nothing to be jealous about.” Christian chuckled and grabbed her out of her seat. “And I’ll be back for my kiss.” Christian smiled while I pretended to gag

“What, you don’t want to?” Christian laughed. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to, but I couldn’t.

“How is Beau?” He asked. “Grateful, but confused became it came from you,” I told him. “He wants me to thank you, but he also wants you to know that this won’t give you a pass because he’ll still punch you.”

“Fine.” Christian shrugged. “A punch is alright. It’s Beau, so I expected him to kill me.”

“True.” I agreed. “But the only person worthy of the Beau treatment is Matteo. Other than that, he has actually changed a lot.”

“I believe that.” Christian smiled. “Love can change people. Look at me, for example.”

I almost choked on my own spit at his bold comparison and looked him in the eyes. “I want to keep it a nice day today, so I will keep my mouth shut.”

“That’s too bad,” Christian spoke. “Anyway, enough about us-our baby is suffocating!” I scolded him as I walked closer to remove Siena’s jacket.

“I’m sorry, Siena.” Christian smiled and held his hand against her forehead. “She’s even sweating. I feel guilty.” He laughed while Siena tried to get out of his grip.

“What?” Christian spoke offendedly. “Do you see that, Serena?” Christian asked. If his mission was to make me laugh at his cuteness, he had definitely succeeded.

“She already has enough of us.” I pouted. “I don’t want her to grow up.” Christian spoke. He said those words often, but she couldn’t stay a baby forever.

“Maybe she wants to crawl?” Christian suggested and walked further as I almost ran behind him. “She’s barely five months old. What do you mean crawl?” I asked him, worried.

“When I was

you, Christian,” I spoke. Christian gave me an offended look

on the carpet and made her sit up straight as I immediately joined the two. “Don’t do

so childish at times-but that’s what I liked about him. I remember thinking he was boring and serious until Vince told me that

house made me realize it even more. I had absolutely done nothing

baby,” Christian spoke and placed his hands a few inches from her back. At times I thought about the comments about Siena being a demon baby and how it

only scared of the future because I

I had many good traits but also a lot of bad traits. “I thought you didn’t want her

be able to move

but Christian was not impressed by my joke. “Weak?” He frowned. “Yes.” I laughed as Siena bounced up and down and joined me. “Do you see that?”

by every little thing and asked me the same question over and over while I was

at Christian. “Just the two of us with

“I really miss this, and I hope we can do this more

her to eat something? Our poor baby is literally eating her own finger, look?” Christian laughed at Siena. She loved the attention, and she was

a normal baby.” I complained and handed her a snack. “Do you see her teeth coming through? It’ll only be a matter

want her to become like me. I want her to eat healthily.” I sighed. “If it’s up to me, she’ll never

mom never let me eat that

person back then.” He spoke. “He wasn’t the warm. and loving dad he is now. He was

my dying dad.” Christian chuckled, embarrassed. I didn’t mind hearing about. it. “Don’t. I love to hear these kinds of stories.”

know each other at all, which is

only the main things. There was never a time where we sat down and had a full deep conversation with each other. “How about I show you my

actually like that.” I smiled. “I should’ve brought mine. You would’ve loved to see me in overalls and pigtails.” I laughed as I remembered how all the girls

for a while longer until it was time for her to take a nap, and just as promised, Christian came down and joined me on the

his hand.

are full of dust. Don’t you ever look at your own pictures?” I

the pictures. “This was the day I was born. Enzo and Gio were so happy to meet me.” Christian chuckled and pointed at the picture of a tiny Enzo and Gio holding his hand.

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