His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 143

Chapter 143

“I never knew you were such a chicken.” I gasped as I pulled Christian’s arm. We had planned on telling my dad the news, but he had a change of mind and refuses to leave the house.

“I’m not a chicken. I just don’t feel like seeing your parents.” Christian explained. “And why isn’t Siena here? I miss her.”

“Because your daughter is starting to get on my nerves.” I joked and pushed him aside so I could walk in

fault.” I further. “I can’t wait to move back here and leave my dirt all over the house again. This is all your sighed.

Christian chuckled and wrapped his hand around my wrist. “Is this a way of you calling me a chicken again?”

“Maybe.” I shrugged. “I mean, I can tell my family myself-but that wouldn’t make you look good. If you don’t want to say anything, that’s fine. You just need you there for support. All I need you to do is to remain as silent as a statue.”

“I will.” Christian smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist. “From now on, I’ll live as a statue and do everything you tell me to do,” Christian spoke as he leaned in closer.

“Statues can’t talk, and they can’t kiss people.” I laughed at the confused look on his face and took a step back. “I see you found your sense of humor,” Christian commented. “If there was one thing I didn’t miss it had to be your bad jokes.”

“That’s cute, but I’m not coming back home yet.” I chuckled. “I’m not moving back until you throw away the bed, renovate the room and promise me that we’ll look into a couples counselor.”

“Sure,” Christian spoke and lowered his head. It was still a sensitive subject, and it was an awkward and maybe even embarrassing thing to discuss, but it had to be said. I would absolutely not sleep in that bed. “I’ll get it done as soon as possible.”

prove “Thanks.” I smiled. The sooner he could get all of this done, the sooner I could go back home and everyone wrong. Siena and I were here to stay. I could tell that he did not agree with the counselor, but he made a promise to himself to do everything he could to get me back home, including agreeing to these

terms.

“Christian, what happened between us can never happen again.” I reminded him. “Siena is a baby, so that she won’t remember anything, but she won’t be a baby forever, this can never happen again.”

“I understand.” Christian nodded. “It won’t happen again.”

“Great.” I smiled. “Now remove that sad look from your face. You’re ruining the mood.”

Maybe Christian couldn’t see any issues, but I did-and him not being able to discuss his mistakes would only cause more problems in the future which was why therapy would be for the best. Even though I wanted to be with him, I still had so many unanswered questions.

“Can I ask you something?” Christian asked. “Can you please tell me what made you change your You didn’t want to get back together, and you didn’t want to come back home-

mind?

“Your mom,” I spoke. Christian deserved to know the truth, so I was going to give it to him. “Your mom got on my nerves and told me that I wasn’t made for this life, but I’m not going anywhere-I’m here to stay.”

“If there’s one thing I hate, it has to be people telling me what I can and can’t do.”

“So you don’t really want to be with me?” Christian worried. His insecurities were slowly getting on my nerves, and it hadn’t even been a few days. “I do want to be with you. I forced a smile onto my face. “If you don’t want me here, that’s fine-we can do that-”

you back home, and I don’t really

he was made me feel sorry. “It’s not only because of that,

of things to you, and I didn’t

love you too.” Christian smiled. “You already know that, but it’s nice to hear it from

feelings,” I spoke, offended. “I used to tell you that every single day and

joking around, but he took everything too serious, and it was so easy to get on his nerves. “I’m sorry, I’ll

try

was the king of sarcastic and backhanded compliments, so hearing something

first compliment I ever gave you?” Christian asked. I went through the scenario in my head and remembered how awkward it

I nodded. “You told me I could wear a trash bag

was a huge difference

in closer. I was on the verge of making another statue joke, but before I could do that, he connected his lips with mine and pulled me in closer. I wasn’t supposed to kiss him back. I planned on giving

the kiss. “You need to stop manipulating me. You’re

Christian asked. “That’s fine. I can live with that.” He smiled. He brought his hand to

like yellow-but somehow you’ve still managed to make it look good, and after Siena,

proof that we

hate yellow?” I asked as I looked down at my dress. If I had known that from the start, I would’ve picked out something else. “There’s actually still so much

Christian mumbled. “I love you, and you love me. That’s all we need to know” Christian spoke as he pulled me to the

It’s actually bothering me.” I confessed. If we were going to do things differently and

it?” Christian frowned. “In that case, we’ll have to fix

impression of me?” Christian suddenly asked. His question came as a surprise because I never thought he cared about

talk before?”

was no different from the other girls at the club and was desperate for his attention. If he stood in the left corner, I would walk to the left corner; and if it were the right corner. I would would walk to the right corner. “I scared you?” Christian sighed.

sarcastic behavior and the cold look on your face, but you’re

Lamberti thing or the mafia thing.” I spoke, sarcastic, knowing

Christian spoke. “So, who do you

You’re still a

to hear my first impression, or are you

I want to know.” I immediately spoke. I did not like the old

looked so different from the other girls. Whenever you were not working,

everyone used to make fun of you-but we did it because you took our interest.” Christian smiled. “You

dragged me to your office as some social experiment?” I spoke with a sad pout on my face, but

looking at me with those eyes.” Christian explained. “You had this innocent

you because you were the only one who never called me that. You always called me by my

a name,” Christian spoke. “What kind of

if it couldn’t get any worse.”

you ask me that because you called me an animal when I

I spoke, “Speaking of the past, do you think my

eyes and shrugged his shoulders. “No? They’re still the

out smarter than the both of us.” I giggled. “I didn’t mean my eye color, stupid. I meant the look in

Christian pointed out. “You lost that innocent look in your eyes. You look more confident, sometimes a bit evil-but that’s because you became stronger.”

that. I always wanted you to be more

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