His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 206

“So, I guess we’re back.” I smiled at Isobel. It was a nice break, but I was glad to be back.

Faith, Luna, and Olivia were on their way home, while Isobel and I were on our way to the mansion. I hadn’t spoken to Christian since last night, and I truly hoped he was doing okay. I knew my Christian, and I also knew that he had probably been overworking himself.

The situation with Berto seemed to have gotten way out of hand, and to be honest, I didn’t even know if Christian was healthy enough to deal with all of it. I knew he loved his uncle and understood things were not going as he had planned.

“Have you spoken to Beau this morning?” I asked Isobel. I had been so obsessed with helping Christian that I had forgotten all about my twin. Isobel scrunched up her nose and shot me a disgusted look. “I know he’s your brother, but please don’t mention his name.”

“Why?”

“Why?” Isobel asked, surprised. “Are you really asking me why?”

I closed my eyes as I tried to ignore her rant about what kind of terrible person my brother was, What was she even doing with him in the first place if she could only complain about him?

After a long drive of listening to Isobel’s nagging, we had finally arrived at the mansion. The car had barely stopped before I opened the door and ran over to Christian and Siena, who were waiting at the door.

“Siena, my baby!” I called out as I opened my arms. My heart melted at the sight of the bright smile on her face as she leaned forward so I could pick her up. “Did you see that?” I pouted at Christian.

Siena rested her head against my shoulder and started babbling. “Did you miss mommy?” I asked before my eyes moved to Christian. “She obviously has a lot to tell me.”

“I can tell.” Christian smiled. He looked at me as if he was waiting for me to jump into his arms, but I decided to tease him for a bit longer. “Not bad for a dead-beat, huh?” I smirked as I held Siena’s hand in

mine.

“Serena…” Christian spoke with a sad frown. I laughed at the dismayed look on his face and opened my free arm. “I’m kidding. Come here.”

Christian seemed like a happy kid as he pulled me into his embrace and attacked me with kisses. He moved his lips from my forehead to my nose, cheek and ended at my lips.

“Why do you always have to be that rough!” I laughed as I tried to push him off. The only one who could appreciate that gesture was Siena, who had burst into fits of laughter. “I’m sorry, it’s because I missed you.” Christian stroke my cheek with his finger.

He changed his approach and pulled me into a gentle embrace. “I missed you.” He whispered into my ear. I smiled at his words and felt at ease by his decision to take the first step.

“I missed you too.” I smiled. “Where is Enzo?”

“He made sure the house was clean, and then he left to visit my dad.”

“Where are my Carmen and Lukey?”

“Uh, they went home…I’ll explain everything later,” Christian spoke. “I just want to enjoy this moment.”

“Me too, and the next time I’m going on vacation, we’re going together-as a family.”

laughed. “These two days without you were

complaining.” I shrugged as I looked past Christian to stare at

Isobel struggled with her suitcases, and all I could see in his eyes was rage. He looked at her as if she was the dirtiest thing he had ever seen in his life and seemed to be out of it. I frowned at Christian, who shrugged

be back.” I kissed Siena’s cheek and handed her over to Christian. “Hey, do you remember when we were

up as he finally got out of his trance and pulled me into a hug. “I’m sorry, it’s good

the conversation as quickly as it started. “But

yelled at every second.” Beau snapped as he walked past me and made his way over to Isobel. “He looks miserable,” Christian commented. “Do you want

head. “No, I wouldn’t want you to

my waist and pulled me closer.

He spoke as he stared into my eyes. “I like the concept of

he was referring to. Being able to hold me, allowed him to think about something

make me

getting yelled at by Isobel. I did not know where she found the strength, but she raised her purse

with Christian’s as the sound of her aggressive stomps came closer and closer. “Your brother makes me sick, and I hope he gets hit by a truck!” Isobel yelled before she made her way past

like the concept of us being a normal family,” Christian laughed, but all I could look at was the defeated look on my brother’s face. If I

in further and went from the kitchen to the living room, but she was nowhere to

shock and came face to face with Dario.

see you again.” I smiled. Dario had a strange look

see you too. You look good.” Dario complimented me. I tried to control my beating heart and pulled back

happening to me?

right? Yes,

had no idea what the hell Christian told Dario, Was he even aware

feel like Christian’s watching me.” Dario chuckled. His words made me anxious, and I wondered what he meant by that. “W-what, why?” I spoke with trembling

“The baby? She has his

it looks like

into his life, especially not after telling him how I felt about. his cousin. I know

you okay?” Dario asked. “I mean, are we okay? Or

why would you!” I spoke a bit too defensively. “I’m good, we’re good-everything is

his hand towards a strand of my hair. “That’s good because I missed you.” He confessed as he

speak. I

against my neck, causing Dario to back off. She was just a

you have

kept my answer short. I wasn’t even supposed to be talking to him, not until I knew what these feelings meant. “And how was the pool?”

deep breath. If I wanted to work on my relationship with Christian, I had to do the right thing. “Listen,

of game he was playing, but maybe it was for the best. Christian was right, it was weird of me, and he had every

know you want to protect me-but it was inappropriate, and I need you to forget about

a nude I missed, or

had a point. There was nothing to discuss, it was a bikini picture, and it didn’t mean anything. It was the kind of

I changed the subject.

sometime, and I’ll tell you all about it,” Dario suggested. He saw this as a perfect opportunity to

it’ll be good for me to talk someone

had a close bond, and he probably trusted me more than