His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 192

Chapter 192

“Serena, come on, we’re on vacation!” Luna spoke and looked over my shoulder. It had been an hour since I talked to Christian, and I was already freaking out because he hadn’t even texted me.

Would he have noticed I was angry?

Of course, he did. I hung up in his ear. My reaction was definitely a bit over the top, and there was no reason for me to react that way. But was I really in the wrong? He told me to go out and have fun, right after I had opened up to him and that was unacceptable.

“Did you see all this food? Oh my god!” Faith yelled out. Luna removed the attention from me and rushed to Faith. “You’re kidding!” She spoke.

The house was indeed lovely, but as always, I was worried about other things. “Is this still about Christian?” Isobel asked. Unfortunately, Luna and Faith had no issues showing their hatred towards her, so poor Isobel had been stuck by my side.

“At least he’s not like your brother. He didn’t even send me a text back,” Isobel spoke with an irritated look on her face. Isobel complained more about Beau than I complained about Christian, which meant she complained a lot.

“I

old him how much I missed him and Siena, and he told me to have fun.” I spoke and waited for her to agree, but she let out a surprised laugh. “That’s Christian, Serena.” She rolled her eyes. “Anyway, I really have to pee-pregnancy is not for me.”

I watched as Isobel walked off and thought about her words. There were more important issues, such as Berto’s existence and the key and yet here I was, worrying about Christian being Christian.

I was awakened from my thoughts by the notification on my phone and had expected it to be Christian, but it wasn’t. It was Dario.

Dario

I’m a bit jealous you get to leave while I’m stuck here with Christiang

Dario

Don’t forget to have fun and don’t forget to send me pictures

Serena

What kind of pictures?

Dario

Dario

Bikini pics?

Dario

Whatever suits you!

read his text over and over again. Were my eyes deceiving me, or was he really trying to

anything, but why was my stomach doing turns? Why was

join them. “You need to stop being so boring,” Olivia complained. “Yes!” Luna agreed “What’s the point of going on a vacation if all you’re going to do is nag about Christian!”

I was willing to save his,

without a

Right?

eyes while Faith and Olivia joined in and laughed. They would never stop talking crap about Isobel, and I knew I was the one who had encouraged them, but enough was

like that anymore.” I defended Isobel. The girls were starting to sound an awful lot like my

Olivia spoke. “I don’t know if I feel safe with her in

room.

after seeing the annoyed look on my face. She slammed her arm around my, shoulder. “If Serena says she isn’t

there’s one person who’s willing

still.” Olivia continued. “I’m not even getting into the fact that you and Christian act as if she’s

victim here.”

and that she’s even

ew.” I rolled my eyes. My brother being ‘hot’ was the last thing I wanted to hear from their mouth. “And second of all, they won’t last anyway, so I’m

“So.”

who leaned against the wall. It was silent and awkward

at each

twins, or is this bikini alright?” Isobel frowned. I took a relieved breath and smiled

while they shot her a glare. This vacation was going to

The sides of her lips were trembling,

off.

agreed. “Let me change real quick, are you guys joining us?”

and Luna looked at each other before their eyes landed on Isobel. “You guys go, we’ll go, and uhm…explore!” Luna spoke. I wasn’t in the mood to get into it

and did their own thing. I could’ve them,

not now.

my luggage and looked at the bikinis Christian had bought for me. They looked good, and I wondered whether he had picked them out himself or if he let someone do it for him. I took

put on the bikini and took a look in the mirror. Wasn’t it weird that Dario asked for

was the reason why I was here in the first place, Christian. I wouldn’t betray him in a million years, and texting Dario already felt like a sin, so let alone sending

also sick of me, or

before I made my way outside. “I’m here!” I told her. Isobel snuffled and put on

Christian’s intentions were great, but sending her along with three girls who were not that nice to her while she was pregnant and emotional was not

into a hug. “I’m sorry for what I said, and I’m sorry for what

and I’m crying because it feels like I’m ruining your vacation, and no one likes

“What?”

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