His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 247

Chapter 247

Three Years Later

I squeezed the ball gown dress around my body, desperate to see my little bump. Promising to get married within three years while not being pregnant was a stupid thing to do.

Especially when I had a husband who was a bit too obsessed with expanding our family as if a three-year- old and a two-year-old weren’t enough already.

That’s right. Baby three was on its way.

After having the grand and perfect wedding ceremony 1 had always dreamed of, it was time for the reception-and to be honest, I was over it already.

Morning sickness had not been the kindest to me, and I needed some sleep.

The two little demons running circles around me weren’t of that much help either. Siena, who was three, and our youngest son, a little ball of energy named after his grandfather-Lucio, had not taken any naps for the day.

One would expect them to be quiet, but no-it was the complete opposite.

“Come on, guys, knock it off,” I tried, knowing it wouldn’t work. They weren’t listening because they viewed Christian as the cool parent and me as the weak parent who could not give them any punishments.

“Lucio, don’t stop!” Siena encouraged her brother, pulling the ends of my dress.

“Yes, yes-Sisi!” Lucio listened to his sister as the two began to play a game of tag around my dress.

Siena was a stubborn toddler, a great speaker, and had a will of her own. She knew exactly what she did and didn’t want-and had no problem bossing others around.

She might look like her mommy, but everything else she had gotten from Christian.

“Siena, stop it!” I made another attempt. “Si-”

“Hey!”

I turned, and so did the children as Christian stood at the door opening with an unhappy expression.

As always, the two listened to their dad and let go of my dress to stand with good posture.

“Siena, Lucio.” Christian scolded the two. “What did I tell you about not listening to mommy?”

“Daddy? Bad, bad Sisi!” Lucio folded his arms, forcing an angry expression on his cute face. The overly manipulating ways of the two-year-old boy were a trait he didn’t get from either of us. Not even Christian was like that.

Franco had once shared that Christian’s dad used to do the same and always got away with everything. That’s how we concluded that Lucio’s behavior was nothing more than him honoring his grandfather.

“You did it too!” Siena stomped her tiny feet and folded her arms, imitating Lucio.

Her lips twitched out of anger, and she ran toward Christian. “Daddy!” She flew in his arms, followed by Lucio, who did not like losing.

“Thanks for that,” I spoke sarcastically as Christian lifted the two and held them upside down by their legs.

I guess old habits die hard.

“No need to thank me.” Christian shrugged, playing around with the kids. It gave me enough time to fix my dress and my hair. There were photographers in every corner, and everything had to be perfect.

“I want the same princess crown-like mommy-daddy! Siena demanded. “I need a gold one to fit grandpa’s necklace.”

Christian put the children back on their feet.

“Daddy will buy you whatever you want.” He got her hopes up.

“First say, I promise!” Siena pinched her dad.

“I promise!”

did not know how to say no to

then a pony.

his busy schedule, Christian had always managed to juggle his life and spend enough time with both children. I admired

these children if you won’t even be able to divide your time between all of them? Those had been my original thoughts-but Christian proved me

Little Lucio pulled Christian’s pants, trying to form a sentence. “Many,

the door, being the strict grandma as always. “Sieria, Lucio-we’ve got to

hand. Besides Christian, the kids also listened to their grandma. Who wouldn’t? Cesca could be really scary if she wanted to. “The two of you should hurry as

there soon. Don’t worry.” Christian nagged his mom, kindly telling her

me through the mirror. “So, how are

Lamberti,” I repeated with a stupid grin. “It still sounds unreal.”

“You look unreal.”

an Alfonzo for about three years, but those years were one of the best of my life. However, I was ready to take the

blows up this place.” Christian

honor.

a wedding planner, our bond had only tightened as

Dario was still going strong, and he had become a great father figure to her daughter.

up our friendship

a better life so they wouldn’t have to go through the same

Jade’s taking this maid of honor thing a bit too seriously.” I thought about my friend who didn’t mess around with her schedule.

said, shrugging. “And

did, and I

me to many different

my many bridesmaids. We

were afraid to contact me, thinking I would rather hang out with

when you are.” I turned to Christian, reaching out my

“Let’s go.”

set, and the party was in full swing. Loud music was blasting from the speakers, and

trying to outdo the other-but Christian and I didn’t care for any of that. Just the

and the Alfonzos’ golden bond was slowly returning to what it used to be before I got in the way

we were in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded by a bunch of drunk people. Christian, who had been drinking and was nowhere to be seen, was

been waiting on this very day for a long

spoke over the loud music. “You’re holding me hostage.

mission to restore all Fabio had destroyed. Unfortunately for Vince, being in a room with

told him that–but he wouldn’t take no for an answer and wanted to be there

I didn’t mind all the side-eyes and backlash we had been receiving for still being involved

believed it was his job to keep my relationship

about.” I sighed, exhausted.

and a

surprisingly, the relationship and engagement between my brother and Isobel didn’t last. All it took for him to break her heart was one argument too many. He couldn’t take

pointed to Isobel, who had her two toddlers seated on

hands to their daddy while their mom was too busy trying to murder him with her eyes.

aside made her furious, and she

good terms with the mother of my niece and nephew and wished for it to remain that

still running Siena’s hotel brand until she turned of age, and I didn’t want to create an uncomfortable atmosphere for my daughter. She loved the Sala’s and had stayed over at Emma and Ethan’s grandparents quite

didn’t work out for the two of you,” I spoke for

good. I have never been better.”

Vince commented. “It’s good to

to be free finally,” Beau spoke, patting our shoulders. “If the two of you don’t mind—I’ll go back to enjoying my freedom!” His

what to do with myself if Christian would

mistreated him.” Someone as kindhearted as Vince could admit.

“You think?”

appeared out of the blue, leaned his head over my shoulder.

annoying.” I

dad, there was a while when he was too boring, serious, and

had become more open and carefree.

being weird.” Vince looked around, embarrassed-not wanting to be associated

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