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.”

the soup. I need you to turn off the stove in five minutes-thank

and made my way upstairs, the only thing which was left to do was to find Christian. “Christian!” I called out as I walked through the hallways, but

it’s too much to ask, but you can’t tell anyone.” I heard

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

told him. “But I agree with you this time. Your dad doesn’t

he have?” Christian carefully asked. Eavesdropping with a 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 deep

tell any of you,” Ramiro spoke. “They don’t want to see you sad, you need to keep it

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

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?” Christian asked again. “Whatever it is, I can

spoke. “Not months, but weeks.”

a bit selfish of

paced back and forth while Ramiro placed his hand on his back to calm him down. “Breath, Christian -you’re not alone.” Ramiro reminded him. “You have your grandparents, your mom, and everyone else.”

right. He was not alone- and even though Cesca, Franco, and

hug. The tears leaving Christian’s

those tears.

sound, making both Ramiro and

wiped away his tears and grew a smile on his face while he grabbed Siena from my hands. She was the only person who could make him happy,

Christian interacted with Siena. “I knew the two of you would get back together!”

embarrassed to show my face after everything, but it’s

too.”

is Vince doing?” I asked Ramiro. He made sure Vince received 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

further. “Good,” Ramiro replied. “All they need to do is rest, and I told Christian everything he needs

people he had to take care of, and I felt even worse knowing. one of them was

had the same confused look on our faces while I wondered who

I know.” Christian shrugged. “I was practicing for

it-and if you need anything else, just call

and held Ramiro’s hand.

the back of his neck. Even Ramiro had zero confidence in my cooking skills. “Yes, and it’s good this time-I

trust Serena.” Christian nodded. “If Serena says you’re staying, you’re staying-now let’s go.”

I’ll really pass this time,” Ramiro told Christian.

pouted. “I didn’t burn down the house, and we all

Serena.” Christian shrugged.

door. “If I don’t hear

everything. I won’t forget your help.” Christian thanked him as he walked away. “I thought you had fate in me,” I muttered, confused.

let’s go.”

“I’m only responsible for this, not for the taste!” Carmen joked as Beau and Marc joined her. It

my throat. “It tastes great, so there’s no

gave her his signature pinch in her cheeks. “I heard about everything you’ve been doing for Siena.

“No-this can’t be real.” Beau laughed. “Don’t tell me you’re also crushing

her hands. Christian handed Siena over to me and pulled Carmen’s hands away from

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

focus on my soup,” I announced and placed Siena in her chair.

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

with soup. “It tastes really good, and we’re all going to

his hand