His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika

Christian opened the door to his room and my jaw almost dropped. As expected the master bedroom seworld and almost blinded my eyes.
“Are you okay?” Christian asked and sat down on his bed. “Y-yes, I’m just thinking…maybe I should chanpajamas.”
“That’s not necessary, you sleep with your clothes on.” Christian exposed me. “I saw you.”
My cheeks flushed and all I wanted to do was disappear. “So we’re stalking me now?” I asked him and he“Well you snore like a pig each night, but yesterday you didn’t so I came to check if you and the baby wesat and laid down while he patted the spot next to him.
It had always surprised me how Christian had questionable remarks without considering anyone’s feelingembarrassing, but he on the other hand seemed completely unfazed.
I awkwardly made my way over to him and sat down on his bed. “You can take off your shoes and perhayou feel like it.” He chuckled and focused on his phone. I followed his instructions and awkwardly rested knees.
When I was talking about getting to know each other a bit better this was not what I meant. He must’ve me because watching a movie was definitely not what I had planned.
“And now you can lay down.” He chuckled and was still fixated on his phone. Once again I followed his ilaid down on his bed. “See, I’m trying not to be awkward but you’re not making it very easy.” He told mewashing over me. He was right. For once he was the one trying and here I was, trying to sabotage his kin“So what are we watching?” I asked him, but instead, he gave me the remote. “I’m watching whatever yowatch.”
“Really?” I asked and did not give him the time to reply. I had immediately scrolled through the list of Disstopped at Ariel. It wasn’t as if I really wanted to watch it, but I took this opportunity as a small experimewould it take before he would snap again or could I really trust him this time?
“You want to watch that?” He asked, trying to keep his calm. “Yes,” I said, expecting some smart-ass cominstead he leaned back and shrugged his shoulders. “Fine.” He yawned.

Even for me, it took a minute to take in that the big Christian Lamberti agreed to watch Ariel with me andto tell others about this. Christian was fully immersed in the movie and let his opinion known every now “You seem to know the movie out your head,” I commented, thinking he would deny it but he nodded h“Yes, I have two very demanding twin sisters.”
“Of course you do.” I smiled and tried to get into the movie. Unfortunately, my plan had backfired and I getting bored. Even though the best would be to go back to my room to sleep, I did not want to embarrforced myself to keep watching.
I felt my eyes close and before I knew it my head leaned towards Christian’s shoulder but he quickly pus“From all the places you can lean against it just had to be my shoulder.” He spoke.
He tried to read the expression on my face and for what would’ve been the tenth time in a short while, I embarrassed. “This is how it always happens, from enemies to lovers but I told you, you can’t fall for me.sleep you can go to your room.”
“Trust me, you’re not that attractive,” I said, ignoring his comments, but he was right. It was always like twouldn’t be like that with me. I was just tired that’s all. “And I’m definitely not your enemy.”
Christian chuckled and leaned in closer until his mouth was at my ears. “If I’m not that attractive, then hoend up in your stomach?” He whispered. I felt chills throughout my body and moved an away.
“I-I, w-well, that’s because w-we-” I stuttered, trying to find my words. But Christian let out a laugh and gagainst my shoulder. “I’m just kidding.”
“You can use my shoulder as pillow because I’m in a good mood today.”
“What you don’t want to? You won’t get another chance.” He said when he noticed I had moved away e“If I sleep now I won’t be able to get back to my room later,” I told him as a way to get out of it. The trutembarrassed and might have been a bit too pushy. He was not my pillow, my pillow was in my room.
“I’ll carry you.” He casually offered and shrugged his shoulders. “Okay?” I smiled and eventually leaned mhis shoulder. It was either that or the wooden headboard.
“Your head’s as heavy as a wrecking ball, I hope the baby gets mine.” He sighed as I gulped at his rando“Hey!” I huffed and smacked his shoulders with my ‘heavy’ head.
“I’m sorry.” Christian laughed and wrapped his arms around me to prevent me from hitting him. Even thshouldn’t have, I saw this as an invitation and leaned into him even more as I closed my eyes.
“You’re getting big.” He said and looked down at my stomach which was visible through the tight shirt I “The baby.” He quickly clarified himself, in case there would be more misunderstandings.
“I am.” I agreed and followed his eyes. Rather than at the beginning of the pregnancy when my stomachchubby, this time you could clearly see that I was pregnant. “Do you want to feel?”
“Can I?” Christian carefully asked and made eye contact with me. He was so close that I could see every dso I quickly turned my head. Get yourself together, Serena. “What you don’t want to? You won’t get anotChristian snickered and carefully lowered his hand before letting it hover above my stomach as if I was frhis wrist and pulled it down so he could touch my belly. “It feels funny.” He said after a while, and it was the joy in his voice.
While he rubbed circles over my tummy it wasn’t that long until I felt a twitching feeling in my stomach. unfamiliar feeling I had never experienced before and looked at Christian in excitement. “Oh, the baby m“It did?” Christian smiled.