His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 160

I woke up to the sound of giggles and laughter and rubbed my eyes to watch how Christian held Siena in

his arms.

“What is she doing awake? It’s so early.” I yawned, exhausted and looked at the clock. “6 AM? She should be asleep.”

“I’m sorry, did we wake you?” Christian asked, worried. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself. I just had to see her.”

I smiled at the innocent look on Christian’s face and sat up straight to take a better look at Siena. “She doesn’t seem to mind.”

“I know.” Christian smiled. “Your sister took really good care of her. She’s really helpful.”

“Did you

ask her about moving in?” Christian asked. He seemed to like her, which was something very unlikely for him. “I did. She’s going to talk to my parents about it.”

“And I also want to thank you for being so sweet about Carmen’s little crush on you.”

“Right, that.” Christian laughed awkwardly. “It would not be the first time someone’s little sister has a crush on me. I’ve dealt with these kinds of things before.”

It was amazing how he never missed an opportunity to brag about himself, but I didn’t mind. All I wanted was to see him happy, and if it made him happy, so be it. “So, did you check on Enzo and Gina? Are they willing to talk? For how long will Gina be here?” I wondered.

The expression on Christian’s face had changed, and he seemed bothered by my question. “Serena, I don’t want to argue with you.” He spoke his usual words. That was a sentence I hadn’t heard in a while.

“I’m not trying to argue with you. I just want to know how they are doing.” I chuckled at his ridiculous. accusation. “Oh, well.” Christian shrugged. “Maybe I’m a bit traumatized from yesterday, so please, excuse

me.”

His words made me feel uncomfortable, and I couldn’t get rid of the feeling of him being bothered by my presence. I told him to talk to me if I went too far, but I never told him to make these kinds of comments. “I’m sorry about yesterday, okay?” I apologized once again. “I will be nice from now on, now please tell me what they said.”

“Good.” Christian chuckled. “You’re always so curious, so there’s no point in not telling you. You’ll figure it out either way.”

It was a good thing he knew how my brains worked. I would find out one way or another.

“They both mentioned a man with a mask,” Christian explained. “They didn’t see his face, but Enzo recognized his voice, and he had a feeling that’s it’s indeed my uncle.”

“What happened after?” I asked after noticing Christian ended the conversation as soon as he started it. “He tried to get information out of them.”

I spoke, confused. He was holding things back from me while I thought we had left that

would make things easier for me. “And what’s in the warehouse?” I tried to get out of him, but his deep sigh told me that it

never interested in this kind of stuff–”

I didn’t ask because I didn’t want to pressure you, but

Christian spoke, annoyed. “You know I’m willing to share more with you, but

asked. Of course Gina knew, Gina also knew

worked for me!” Christian raised his voice. “You know what, leave it!” I yelled at him. “I don’t get you. First, you want me to be a bit

even have the answer to,” Christian

That’s funny.” I chuckled. He wanted me to be a Lamberti, but he wasn’t willing to share everything,

“I’m doing everything for a reason.”

asked, frightened. That was the first question I asked him about the family business, and he immediately denied it. What if it was all a

about us?” Christian asked as he looked down at Siena. “I would never do that.” “Then

“Serena, please-”

I continued my interrogation. I was going to get an answer out of him, that was for sure. How could I help him make the right decisions

to answer my last question, and that was enough for me to know that it was all because of his fears. Gina and Enzo were in a terrible state because they knew

please, why did you suddenly change

and immediately looked at Siena, who seemed completely unfazed, and stared at him with her big brown eyes. “Why can’t you

promise not to bring down his mood anymore, but I hadn’t changed a thing. I was still getting on his nerves. He was broken, his dad was on the verge of dying, and the

huffed, embarrassed, and threw my arms around his shoulders. to cheer him up. “And don’t swear around her either, grumpy.”

but to give me a smile in return. “It’s not like she’ll babble

eyes.

somehow, you managed to teach my nephew a new word.”

you’re already annoying. It’s a record.” Christian laughed.

as if something had

going back to the way we were before we had Siena, and I don’t want

need you to stop protecting me. Please tell me everything. Okay?”

to say, but I wouldn’t let him win this time. “Okay?” I repeated in his

“But I still won’t take you to the warehouse.” He spali “It’s for your own

without meeting my eyes. “Gina is going to stay here for

him to finish that sentence because her presence was already

which I would deal with. It wouldn’t hurt to give her a visit so she could understand that Christian was not hers. “It’s your house, and you pay the bills-do whatever you want,” I spoke

a deep breath. “You don’t have to worry about that. I definitely

smiled through my pain, but all I could think of was Gina and the way Christian held her in his arms. It bothered me, and there was nothing I could do about it. “And it’s your house too, I don’t want to hear that weird comment anymore.”

to take care of

eyebrows. I would be taking care of

them,” Christian repeated. “Gina and my