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

6 HOURS
Not long after Christian left, Ramiro and all the other people in the guest house had moved to the main entire mansion was surrounded by even more security.
This time it was not only on the inside but also on the outside. Every single person breathed in my neck, step to the left they were following me and even if I had to pee, they were still following me.
Even more annoying than the security would have to be Lita calling me every single second and having abreakdown. It seemed like all she had done since I’d met her was cry.
All I could think of was Luis, and whether Christian had screwed me over or not, but deep down I knew hwasn’t like that.
The Lamberti’s holding Luis as a hostage was a scary thought which had often crossed my mind, and I knChristian made a deal not to hurt him—but being a hostage was not any different.
Christian had sent over Johnny and Luca, and even though Luca had remained his cheeky self, Johnny habecome like a different person and had not even cracked a single smile. I understood that there was defismile about, but still.
“I still got all these leaves sticking on me from these damn woods, couldn’t Christian find someplace elsecomplained and turned his back to me. “Do you mind?”
I couldn’t help but laugh at his bold behavior, he had really remained the same. “Sure, I mean—why not,picked the leaves from his hair.
“She already has enough shit to deal with, and now you let her touch your dirty hair?” Johnny pulled meme to sit down on the couch. “It’s just a couple of leaves!” Luca rolled his eyes.
Johnny brushed my hair to the side and held his hand against my forehead. “Are you okay? Do you needAnything to eat or drink?” He asked as I shook my head. “No, I’m f—“
“Ramiro!” He called out before he even let me finish my sentence. Ramiro and Amanda made their way bknelt. “It’s nothing, it’s just Johnny being Johnny—I’m fine,”
“I’m fine, the baby is fine—I’ll call you over when I need you.” I put on a fake smile. All I wanted was for tFor some reason, it seemed as if I was the only one who was not visibly nervous. Was I scared? Yes, maybNervous? No.
After Ramiro and Amanda had walked off the first thing I did was glare at Johnny. “I can speak for myselffeel well I would’ve told you.”

“You didn’t do so when you fainted and ended up in the hospital, excuse me for caring about my niece.”hand on my belly. “Johnny, I’m fine—you have to relax.”
“Do you already have a name?” He asked. A name? That was supposed to be Christian’s job, but there wgoing on that we didn’t even have time for that. “I promised Christian he could do it.”
“Bad idea.” Johnny smiled for the first time. “You know the baby will end up with Christina or Christa—““I know, I know.” I sighed. I had already prepared myself for something like that, and it definitely seemedlike thing to do. “Johnny, when Christian came here, he told me something.” The thought had suddenly o“He said something about a female assistant?” I tried to get some more information out of Johnny. At thother stuff to worry about and completely dismissed it, but after thinking it through, my mind went crazyI was a jealous person, and him having fun and going out partying for one night was definitely not an issassistant was definitely something else—especially after what I had been through with Isobel.
“Ah yes, I met her two days ago—she’s really nice and pretty—Lucio loves her. She’ll start after all of thisfinished.” Johnny nodded her head. “Lucio loves her?” I freaked out. He loved me too.
“Yes, he handpicked her. I don’t know, uncle said he needed someone to take care of Chris but it isn’t as anytimesoon.” An unaware Johnny laughed. His uncle was on the verge of dying and he didn’t even knoI understood Lucio wanted someone to look after Christian in case he wasn’t there, but I could do that.
“Oh, wait. I think you’re misunderstanding me.” Johnny cracked up laughing and slapped my back.
“She’s a married woman—not a threat to you in any single way, Lucio was really put on finding someonemade sure of it,” Johnny told me and it felt like all of my worries had washed away. “Oh, then that’s fine.”shoulders.
All I wanted after all of this was finished was to live my life with Christian and our baby and all I desired wof them, and once I could do that I wouldn’t let them go. All I wanted was a drama free life.
“Christian talks about you a lot.” Johnny suddenly spoke. “No, really!” He smiled after seeing the suspicioface.
I knew he most likely didn’t, but that was okay—he didn’t need to speak about me, all he had to do was “You’re even his lock-screen and he won’t stop talking about how beautiful the baby will be—because otelling us that this baby will make all of us look ugly.” Johnny laughed. It definitely did sound like somethsay. “He might not always show it and he likes to put on this tough guy act—but he does really loves you“Thanks, I guess it makes me feel better.” I smiled.
“Serena, it’s Christian—he wants to talk to you!” Luca suddenly pushed a phone into my hands. I almost pulled the phone from his hands but when I took a step, two men took a step with me.
“Johnny?” I pouted and looked at the two men. “Give her some privacy, let her breathe,” Johnny told thethe hallway.
“How is Luis!” Was the first question which had left my mouth. “He’s fine.”
I let out a relieved breath and smiled. He was fine. “Do you know where Vince is? You will save him from right?”
“Yes, I will—Vince and Luis will be safe,” Christian spoke.
“Luis? Can I talk to him?” I immediately asked, but the sigh he let out was enough for me to realize that Ihim. “I told you he was fine, listen—your dad and your brothers know about Beau.” He changed the subjI wanted to ask him so more about Luis, but at the moment this news left a bigger impact. Maybe we cofamily. “How did he react?”
“He obviously hates them, will probably never talk to them ever again after all of this is over—but your band that’s all that truly matters,” Christian spoke.
He hates them.
Most of the time Christian did not realize how much impact his cold words left, but I just had to get usedyou, how is my baby?”
“Our baby.” I corrected him. The word, our, was something important to me—it wasn’t his baby it was oubaby.” He repeated. “She’s doing fine and so am I.”
“You know, I was going to ask about you next.” Christian chuckled. “Wait, let me go someplace quiet.” Hhimself.
By the voices in the background, I could tell that he probably did not really have the time to talk to me, bknow if I would even see him again so I definitely appreciated the effort.
“Yes, listen, Serena—there is something I have to tell you.” He spoke as the voices in the background slowfade away. What was there for him to tell me?
“Serena, I love you.” Those unexpected words had suddenly left his mouth. “W-what?” I stuttered. It was say stuff like this out of nowhere.