His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 246

“What do you have to say?” I leaned against the railing

Christian reached for something behind his back and showed me a small red box while I was still confused about what was happening. Was he going to propose to me again?

He opened the box, revealing a rose gold diamond ring that suited my taste.

Wasn’t this the part where he was supposed to get down on one knee?

“You should keep the one you have now because it meant a lot to my dad-but I also thought you should have something you like.”

“So you are asking me to marry you again?” I kept my hand to myself, unsure of what to do. Christian, who didn’t miss my odd behavior, nodded.

“I can do the ‘going on my knees, I love you, you’re the only one for me, crap again-but I don’t think you want to hear that.”

I didn’t. That would only be a waste of breath because the last time he said that, everything went downhill.

“I know you’ve been holding back on the wedding talks because you might think I’m not ready for this- but I am,” Christian spoke. “I do want to be with you, and I do not plan on leaving you ever.”

“Obviously.” I joked, flipping my hair. “There’s clearly no better option.”

“I’m glad we agree.” Christian told me. “I know I’m not perfect, and I know I suck at keeping my word-so I’ll be honest with you.”

“Yes?”

had once told you about changing the family

“Yes.”

words. “I’m sorry, but I won’t be able to do that.” He spoke. “Although dad

the business or not, the ties would always be there because I was an Alfonzo. I knew what I would be

willing to sacrifice my freedom if that meant I got to spend the

our children to do something they

live with that.” I nodded, thinking it would be for the best. Christian was born into this, forced into this-and I didn’t want the same for my babies. They should always be allowed to

a hotel owner,” I whispered my dream. Her having the opportunity and the resources

she’ll be. When it comes to Siena…

pulled out the ring and grabbed my

ring around my finger. “You won’t get

glad,” Christian exhaled. I

to get married?” He had

to tie the knot. Christian would even

way he felt about me. “We should wait till after the pregnancy-and I believe we’re still in desperate need of therapy-so that’s something I want

brow. “Is that

“Yes.”

down, I knew that was not the way he wanted it. I felt terrible for breaking his heart, but it would all be necessary for a

years, we’ll just run to Vegas and do it there.” I tried making him smile, not

He spoke, quickly covering up his sad frown with a flirtatious smirk. “That works for

cheeks flushed,

true, though.” He smiled sadly.