His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 223

“So, what should I do?” I squeezed Vince’s hand. It wasn’t as if he could hear my rant, but it was nice to talk to someone who couldn’t go against me. Even if he were awake, he would still not go against me.

“If only you were here to answer.”

Carmen’s joke about me being pregnant wasn’t too far from the truth. I had ignored all the signs because I was in deep denial, but after hearing those words, I could not do it any longer.

I came up with a silly excuse to visit Lucio and Vince just so I could buy a pregnancy test. My only wish was for me not to be pregnant. Because of Fabio, my first experience wasn’t that amazing, and I didn’t want a repeat of that.

Besides, Christian had a clear change of mind and agreed we should wait for a second baby. Not to forget, I was not in the mood to push out another human being.

“I mean, you are here..but you know what I mean,” I mumbled. I looked down at Siena, who wasn’t as excited to be in my arms. She was an energetic baby. She grew a lot and liked the floor more than her mother’s embrace.

“Siena wants to meet you, isn’t that right?” I leaned her forward, but it was only a matter of time before her tiny hand connected with Vince’s cheek.

“Don’t smack him!” I spoke shocked and pulled her back. She definitely had that from Christian, not from me. “Hey, you can’t do that!”

“Serena?” A voice behind me called out my name. I turned around and almost gasped at the familiar faces.

“C-Christian?”

This wasn’t supposed to happen. I was not in the mood for another argument about how I shouldn’t have left the house.

I made eye contact with Dario, but he turned away-refusing to look into my eyes. Was it because Christian was present?

“C-Christian, I can explain.” I began, but Christian ran over and pulled us in a tight embrace. He grabbed Siena and spun her around. “Do you know how much daddy missed you?” He cooed while Siena giggled.

“What are you doing here?” Christian asked. So he wasn’t angry. “I went to see your dad, and then I thought I might as well pay Vince a visit…I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.”

What was going on with him?

“No, it was stupid and thoughtless.” I spoke.”You’re working so hard to keep me safe, just in case something happens-and here I am.”

“I’m not angry, Serena.” Christian shrugged, playing with Siena. “You could’ve told me, but I’m not angry. How can I be angry when I get to see our Siena?” He attacked her with kisses.

I smiled warmly at the two of them, but my smile had quickly vanished. I had watched way too many movies and books to know that someone being extra nice was never a good thing because it meant they were going to die soon.

He loved talking and could not go a minute without it. Vince

Dario…

uncle’s dad. He lost three parents. His mom, Berto who clearly had issues, and his uncle who was like a father to

much I wanted to hold him and tell him that I was still here as a friend, but it seemed like Christian had made things extra awkward. He

at me with big eyes and turned his head to Christian, who

stepped forward and held my hand. As he looked into my eyes, all I could see was pain and anger. “How are

“I’m good.”

saying Vince once stuck up for you when you were younger.” Christian

forced a smile. “I came here before…with Serena.”

Was that necessary?

the kind

of you

a brother to me, and he is one of the few people I can

had a special bond with Vince and Marc, an almost unbreakable one. Dario’s eyes

two of you close?”

me as more than a friend-but I didn’t know whether this was

“Uh_”

her.” Christian took over. “This one is

one-sided? What’s up with that

him already that I wasn’t into Dario, and if we had to learn to breathe in

Christian spoke after

changed the subject. He wasn’t

wake up, and it

startled but leaned in any way and

“Uh…wake up?”

in laughter. “I think it’s better for everyone if you just don’t speak

I still

moved on to another conversation while I looked down at Vince’s hand. He would know

didn’t know whether my eyes were deceiving me or if my prayers were getting answered-but

“Oh my god!”

time. “L.I.” I stammered, looking at Vince’s hand.

making Christian laugh. “Mommy is being weird against,

didn’t want to give him any false

spoke. “Can I talk to you

to me