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?”

what I had once told you about changing the

“Yes.”

words. “I’m sorry, but I won’t be able to do that.” He spoke. “Although dad respected my decision, it’s not

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

understand.” I was willing to sacrifice my freedom if that meant I

that I won’t force our children to do something they don’t want to do, and I’ll

born into this, forced into this-and

having the opportunity and the resources to do something I never got to do was a gift and

everyone about how amazing she’ll be. When it comes to

the future, but for now-” He pulled out the ring and grabbed my hand, smiling.

said, permitting him to slip the ring around my finger. “You won’t get rid of

glad,” Christian exhaled. I

get married?” He had finally dropped the bomb.

a person who didn’t like wasting time and felt the need to tie

till after the pregnancy-and I believe we’re still in

brow. “Is that

“Yes.”

not the way he wanted it. I felt terrible for breaking his heart, but it would all be necessary for a long and healthy marriage, and in the end, it would all be worth it.

married within three years, we’ll just run to Vegas and do it there.”

up his sad frown with a flirtatious smirk.

so corny.” My cheeks

He smiled sadly. “Are