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.

much to say. He loved talking and could not go a minute without it. Vince had always been an energetic and talkative person, just like Dario in

Dario…

of pity. Anyone could see that he was still not over his uncle’s dad. He lost three parents. His mom, Berto

him that I was still here as a friend, but it seemed like Christian

with big eyes and turned his head to Christian, who gave him a

looked into my eyes, all I could see was pain and anger. “How are you

“I’m good.”

you saying Vince once stuck up for you when you were younger.” Christian pulled Dario to a chair near

Dario forced a smile. “I came here before…with

Was that necessary?

Deep down, I knew Christian was jealous because that was the kind of person

you close?” Dario

a brother to me, and he is one of the

with Vince and Marc, an almost

two of you close?”

a friend-but I didn’t know whether this was the

“Uh_”

crush on her.” Christian took

one is one-sided? What’s up with

I kept quiet, while Christian did not seem to realize the impact of his words. I told him already that I wasn’t into Dario, and if we had to learn to breathe in the same room, he could not make those

Christian spoke after an uncomfortable silence. “I’m

wake up?” Dario quickly changed the subject. He wasn’t wrong. It was time for

up, and it was taking way too

Christian joked. Dario looked startled but

“Uh…wake up?”

out in laughter. “I think it’s better

the baby. Which reminded me, I still

I looked down at Vince’s

me or if my prayers were getting answered-but it almost looked like Vince had slowly

“Oh my god!”

turned their heads at the same time. “L.I.” I stammered, looking at Vince’s hand. Did I

“Mommy is being weird against, isn’t

he cared for him, and I didn’t want to give him any false hope. I was so desperate for

spoke. “Can I talk to

to me