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!”

He did not know how to say no to

the next day a dog, then a pony. Who knew what would happen

always managed to juggle his life and spend enough

been my original thoughts-but Christian proved me wrong and ensured not one child was lacking

candy!” Little Lucio pulled Christian’s pants, trying to form a

her head through the door, being the strict grandma as always. “Sieria, Lucio-we’ve

to their grandma. Who wouldn’t? Cesca could be

nagged his mom, kindly telling her to

have a few seconds to ourselves.” He smiled at me through the mirror. “So, how are you feeling, Mrs.

repeated with a stupid

“You look unreal.”

was only an Alfonzo for about three years, but those years were one of the best of my

this place.” Christian joked around, mentioning my

honor.

friends, and after learning Jade was a wedding planner, our bond had only tightened as I had been planning this day for

he had become a great

patched up our friendship and owned an organization for youth care.

so they wouldn’t have to go through the

too seriously.” I thought about my friend

shrugging. “And now you have them.”

I

to the west coast, Jade had introduced me to many different people who

no harsh feelings for me favoring Jade, were among my many bridesmaids. We had a good talk about our feelings and came to terms with

the girls, thinking they might’ve forgotten about me-and they were afraid to contact me, thinking I would

ready when you are.” I turned to Christian, reaching

“Let’s go.”

sun had already set, and the party was in full swing. Loud music was

brought a lot of gifts, trying to outdo the other-but Christian and I didn’t care for any of that. Just the thought of taking home all those presents gave me the chills.

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

as 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 having way too

this very day for a long time, so

loud music. “You’re holding me hostage. I can’t see how I could escape!”

Unfortunately for Vince, being in a room with a bunch of families that had

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

the side-eyes and backlash we had been receiving for still being

believed it was his job to keep my relationship with Christian in check

and about.” I

your ex-fiancee?” Vince chortled, nudging Beau’s shoulder, and a

didn’t last. All it took for him to break her heart was one argument

Isobel, who had her two

daddy while their mom was too busy

aside made her furious, and

good terms with the mother of my niece

running Siena’s hotel brand until she turned of age, and I didn’t want to create an uncomfortable

sorry things didn’t work out for the two of you,” I spoke for what would have to be the thousandth time this month.

back his head. “I’m good. I have never been better.”

can tell,” Vince commented. “It’s good to see you happy.”

of you don’t mind—I’ll go back

“I wouldn’t know what to do with myself if Christian would jump

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

“You think?”

of the blue, leaned his head over my shoulder. “Who

annoying.” I pushed him away,

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

passed, he had become more

he’s being weird.” Vince looked around, embarrassed-not wanting to be associated with him. Neither did I. but he was

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