His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 159

“So what are you going to poison us with?” Beau joked as he walked into the kitchen. I liked him way. better when he didn’t speak.

Christian was upstairs with Ramiro, who was still treating Enzo and Gina, and I did not want to interfere. I was not in the mood for any more misunderstandings, so perhaps this was what I was supposed to be doing.

“It’s beef soup, and I’m not going to poison you!” I rolled my eyes at Beau. He slowly began to change into a male version of Isobel, and there was nothing I could do about it.

Beau scrunched his nose and gave me a doubtful look as he looked at the pan with boiling soup. “Anyway, don’t burn down the kitchen.”

“Just go if you don’t have anything nice to say!” I told Beau and threw a cloth in his face. Beau let out a laugh and turned around to walk away. “Beau, wait!” I called out.

“How is Enzo, and how is Gina? Are they talking?”

“No,” Beau answered and went back to his serious self. “They’re still weak, and Christian doesn’t want to pressure them.”

“I figured.” I sighed. No matter the circumstances, I did feel bad for Gina and whatever Berto did to them was disgusting. It was understandable that they were not ready to talk about it.

“Hi, famil-wrong timing? What’s wrong with your faces?” Carmen, who had just entered the house, asked. She held Siena in her arms and looked at us. “Siena!” I called out and dropped everything from my hands.

Siena fought to get out of Carmen’s grip and made her way into mine. “Look!” I commented as she leaned her head against my shoulder. “Do you guys see that?”

“Yes.” Carmen chuckled. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re her mother!”

Beau joined Carmen and laughed along while I stood there embarrassed. “Why did I ask you to sleep over again?”

“Because you love me.” Carmen smiled. “Anyway, I gave Siena her bottle before we left, I changed her diaper-she took a nap, so she has more than enough energy and wait-”

“Wow, Serena-are you cooking?” Carmen asked as she walked over to the pan. “Is this real life? Is Serena really cooking?”

“Yes,” Beau spoke. “And the only one who’s safe is Siena, so it’s not too late to leave and-”

I did not allow Beau to finish his sentence and hit him on the back of his head. “Stop being annoying!” I warned him as he desperately tried to protect his head.

“Look at the baby!” Carmen laughed at Siena, who had no issue moving around in my arms, and giggled. Even though a lot was going on, it was really nice to have a normal moment for once, and Siena was the only one capable of giving us that moment.

“It’s because her dad throws her around like a sack of potatoes, so she’s used to it,” Mare explained as he walked into the kitchen. Carmen gasped and turned around, so she didn’t have to face him.

“Don’t mind her. She has a crush on you.” Beau teased her and slammed his arm around Marc’s shoulder. Poor Marc had an uncomfortable look on his face and was unsure of what to do. “No, I don’t.” Carmen huffed. “He’s lying!”

“Then why aren’t you facing him?” Beau continued while Carmen couldn’t even get the words to leave her mouth. “I-It’s because I forgot to put on makeup-”

“For Marc.” Beau finished her sentence. “Forget about it, Marc is way too old for you, and he certainly doesn’t like teenage girls-and I don’t think he’s willing to catch a case over you-”

“Stop it!” Carmen nagged. “Serena, tell him to stop!”

“Wow.” Marc spoke. “You guys are definitely a loud family, the baby included.” He pointed out while Sien babbled loudly. “Do you think it’s okay for me to bring her over to Christian?” I whispered to Marc while Beau and Carmen continued their discussion.

“Yes, sure-you can go upstairs.” Marc smiled. “He would love to see her, and he could use a distraction at the moment.”

I need you to turn off the stove in five minutes-thank you!” I told Marc and left him behind,

daddy?” I asked her and made my way upstairs, the only thing which was left to do was to find Christian. “Christian!” I called out as

my way towards the door of his office and followed the voices as I leaned my head to the door. “I know it’s too much to ask, but you can’t tell anyone.” I heard Christian tell Ramiro. “I’ll deal with my uncle, just don’t tell anyone-my dad can only handle

in his voice and felt guilty. He had so much more important stuff to worry about while I was playing the annoying and jealous girlfriend. I overreacted, and he took the blame upon. himself while he had all

I’ve never lied to Lucio before,” Ramiro told him. “But I agree with you this time. Your dad

baby in my arms was definitely a risk, but it was one I was willing to take. I peaked through the crack of the door and watched as Ramiro took a

mom, and your dad requested me not to tell any of you,” Ramiro spoke. “They don’t want to see you

my uncle is alive and hates me, my cousin betrayed me, my brother and an innocent girl almost died because of me-Serena probably can’t stand me, and I just have to accept her nagging

that when he needed me the most. He was so scared of the thought of losing me and just went along with everything. I called it a blessing, but after hearing those words, I wasn’t that sure anymore. “So please tell me, how long does he have?”

“Not months, but weeks.”

selfish of

“Breath, Christian -you’re not alone.” Ramiro reminded him. “You have your

through the door to tell Christian the truth. Ramiro was right. He was not alone- and even though Cesca, Franco, and I were not on the same page, we all had one thing in common, and that was

spoke as he pulled him into a hug. The tears leaving Christian’s eyes weren’t happy tears.

those tears.

Ramiro and Christian turn around. “Uh,” I spoke awkwardly and walked in to

and grew a smile on his face while he grabbed Siena from my

with Siena. “I knew the two of you would get back

my face

too.”

all the best care he could-but somehow, he was still in a coma and did not want to wake up. “He’s healthy-that’s a miracle,” Ramiro spoke. It probably meant the same as always. There

“Good,” Ramiro replied. “All they need to do is rest, and I told

of, and I felt even worse knowing. one of them was Gina, but what else could I do? I couldn’t cause him any more stress and, unfortunately, just had

the same confused look on our faces while I wondered who would be the one to tell him the bad news. “I don’t know.

was practicing

you guys to it-and if you need anything else, just

spoke with my eyes wide opened and held Ramiro’s hand. “You can’t go yet.

his neck. Even Ramiro had zero confidence in my cooking skills. “Yes, and it’s good this

nodded. “If Serena says you’re staying, you’re staying-now let’s

but I think I’ll really pass this time,” Ramiro told Christian. “You don’t know what I’ve

didn’t burn down the house, and

sorry, Serena.” Christian shrugged.

him through the door. “If I don’t hear from you by

thanked him as he walked away. “I thought you had

do, let’s go.”

responsible for this, not for the taste!” Carmen joked as Beau and Marc joined her. It was very

stop now,” I spoke after clearing my throat. “It tastes great, so there’s no need to worry.” “C-Christian?”

smiled at Carmen and gave her his signature pinch in her cheeks. “I heard about

“No-this can’t be real.” Beau

handed Siena over to me and pulled Carmen’s hands

brother bully you?” Christian asked as he held her hand. It was so adorable to see how unfazed he was by Carmen’s little crush. “Serena, watch out. Your little sister is dangerous!” Beau laughed and nudged Marc,

her chair. “I really tried my best, and it tastes really good this time!”

child-we don’t trust you,” Beau commented. “You ate what?”

nothing, and Beau, stop it!” I complained and filled everyone’s bowls with soup. “It tastes really good, and we’re

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