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

Chapter 109

Christian was glued to his phone and didn’t even notice my presence. I grabbed Siena’s car seat and took a deep breath before I made tny way over and slammed my hand on the table. Christian raised his head and looked at Siena, who had a big smile on her face.

“Daddy missed you so much!” He smiled and grabbed her out of the seat before he tossed her in the air. “Be careful!” I said word for word while he glared at me. “She likes it, look!” He spoke his usual words and pointed to the smile on her face.

Whenever Siena was around Christian, she was really hyper, and that’s the exact thing I missed yesterday. Her bright smile and her bright energy. “How is she doing?” Christian asked. “Did she eat?”

I tried my hardest to avoid his gaze and nodded my head. Looking at him would not do any good. It would only make me feel sorry for him. “How are you doing? Are you fine?”

“Considering the circumstances, yes.” I shrugged my shoulders and sat down. It was a lie, I was a mess, and anyone with eyes could see that.

“How did she sleep?” Christian asked. Siena squealed and showed him her toothless smile. She was obviously happy to see him, which made me feel even worse because I took her away from him.

“She woke up everyone, and she screamed.” I sighed. Christian gave me a sympathetic look and played with Siena. I sat back and watched the two of them with a smile on my face. Christian was a good dad. He knew what he was doing, and he enjoyed taking care of her-that was not the problem.

“We need to talk,” I told him. Christian raised his head to look at me. “I don’t want you to run away again, so how about you lead the conversation?” He suggested.

Why would I lead the conversation?

I wasn’t the one who cheated.

“Why did you do it?” I asked him. “Why did you cheat on me?”

Christian opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, I placed my hand in front of it. “Don’t say you’re sorry, and don’t tell me you love me either, because I do not want to hear it.” I rolled my eyes at him. He already apologized, and it didn’t do anything.

He slowly removed my hand and shook his head. “That’s not what I was going to say.”

“At least tell me it was a one-time thing, tell me the truth.” I spoke. “It was, I promise you it was—and it didn’t mean anything-

“It meant something to me,” I mumbled and looked the other way. “I was drunk-I didn’t know what I was doing, and I know you don’t want to hear it, but it was a mistake, and I love you, and I’m so sorry!” He apologized

There it was again, those words which made me feel guilty. A small part of me was ready to forgive him because I felt terrible, but he didn’t deserve forgiveness. “If you really feel sorry, you should’ve told me earlier and not months after.”

“Do you know how stupid I feel?” I asked. “While you were out, doing whatever you were doing, I was in that safe house,” I spoke as tears rolled down my face. “I never meant to make you feel stupid.” Christian sighed and leaned forward to wipe my tears.

“Don’t touch me.” I scoffed and pulled away. “I wanted to tell you from the start, but I chose not to because I was too busy with Fabio.” He confessed. “And after that, we were so happy, and I didn’t want to ruin it- and I didn’t want to worry my dad.”

a worried look on my face. The last thing I wanted was to play with Lucio’s health or to make things worse than they already were. “Yes, but he doesn’t know we’re…not

need you to bring me my engagement ring,” I mumbled. Christian looked up with frowned eyebrows. “What?”

People will start talking, and Lucio doesn’t need that right now. I also don’t want him to see us

for doing something this stupid,” I spoke as I took a deep breath. “I’m not ready to forgive you, and I don’t know if I ever will-but I’m proud you took action and

and I’m sorry.” Christian reached out to hold my hand, but this time I

Siena. “You’ll have to give me my ring-and we should take a break for the time being. So don’t go around thinking you can do whatever you

asked. “Yes-and now I’m telling you we’re

myself to hate him was obviously not going anywhere. “What I want is for

pocket and threw it onto the table. “Here you go, your ring.” He spoke sarcastically.

and now you’re acting

don’t want to forgive me, then you ask me for your ring back-and now you’re saying we’re on a break. I need you to be clear.

to be a family again, but it would take time. I could not pretend as if nothing happened and forgive him

excuse for cheating because I was just as stressed as you were—but I hadn’t even thought about betraying you. You lied to me,

appreciate you are not trying

breath and looked into his eyes. “Please tell me it was

and looked anywhere but my eyes. It seemed as if he was trying

wanted was the truth. “I don’t want any more surprises,

random girl-I don’t even know her name.” He spoke.

breath. I had prepared myself for the worst, but this news would be a bit easier to process. “So, for how long

urge to poke a knife in your eyes every time I look at you,” I spoke as I directed the knife to his

at his laughter and giggled. “You’re a good dad,” I smiled at him. “A good dad, but a terrible. fiance.”

Christian nodded his head. “But you called me your fiancé,

we’re on a break!” I spoke and

arguing with me was by talking

during the week, and you can take her for two days-until I’m ready to go back home,” I suggested. The look on Christian’s face told me all I needed to know. He was not pleased. “How about I take her for the week, and you take her for two days? Why do

furrowed

four days, and you take her three days?” He changed his mind. “Or how about you just come back home? The house

see me.”

mood for any discussions. “I’ll come home next week.” I decided. Christian’s face lit up, and he had a smile

to go back home-but we’re still on a

still don’t know why you felt the need to cheat on me-so

what you want.” Christian sighed. “Look, you’re confusing me, so you go and look whatever you want to do. I told you I