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

Chapter 121

“Siena, are you just as scared as I am?” I asked her as I drove through the Lamberti estate. It took me a lot of courage to come here, and I felt guilty for lying to my father.

Matteo would’ve never agreed to this, and I knew he would find out at some point, but it I would let him find out when he couldn’t stop me anymore.

All Siena did was squeal as usual, and I was literally counting down the years until she could finally say something. This whole situation would’ve been easier if she was actually allowed to have a say in all of this. Would she get over her cheating father?

I was so determined to avoid Christian, but I had no choice but to face him today. I didn’t ran away from him because I hated him, but I avoided him because I wanted to hate him. I wanted to hate him for his words which I could still not process. Dirty Alfonzo’s

I was planning on making a turn so I could drive away, but when I saw Marc lean against the door, all of those worries had vanished. Marc was just like Lucio, I respected him and I trusted him. Marc was always on my side and texted me every now and then to check up on me.

Marc walked closer as I parked the car and waited for me to come out. “Do you want me to take the baby?” He offered his help and grabbed Siena from her seat. “Siena, your only sane relative is here!” He told her while Siena giggled.

“I really want to know who she gets it from. You and Christian are both grumpy.” Marc spoke and pulled me into a hug. “How are you doing?”

“That’s a funny question.” I sighed as my eyes shifted to the large door. “Tell me, how many Lamberti’s are inside again?”

“It’s better if you don’t know. Let’s go.” Marc smiled. I grabbed the bag with Siena’s things from the trunk and followed closely behind him. “So you aren’t going to comment on anything?” I asked, surprised. Marc seemed completely unfazed by all of this.

“No, he had it coming for him and threatening the Alfonzo’s? Bad, bad move.” Marc shrugged his shoulders and looked at Siena. “I just feel bad for her.”

Siena giggled just at the idea of someone interacting with her and brought her tiny hands to Marc’s face. “She has a lot of energy. I can sense that she’s going to be an issue later.”

“What do you mean an issue?” I gasped, offended. “You know,” Marc mumbled. “Climbing out the window to sneak out the house, stuff like that.”

“Absolutely not, not my granddaughter!” I heard Cesca’s voice and stopped in my steps as I looked ahead of me. She stood in the door opening and had a calm look on her face. Facing everyone after everything that had happened was probably my worst fear.

“Siena, come to grandma!” Cesca smiled as she took her from Marc’s arms. “Calm down. You looked so tensed.” Marc chuckled and grabbed the bag from my hand.

“Hello Serena, it’s good to see you again.” Cesca greeted me without making any eye contact. Her tone frightened me, and the message was clear. Start any trouble today, and I’ll kill you.

finally looked up with a frown on her face. “Just because you and Christian broke up does not mean you have to treat me like I’m old.” She scoffed before she turned around to

Christian’s terrifying words Siena

dad know you’re here?” Marc whispered. I ignored his question and kept walking. I was going to tell Matteo, just

is going on between all of us-hide

wasn’t like I was in the mood to argue. There was nothing to

to avoid. Christian. His eyes met mine for a split second before he shifted

The bright smile on his face made me feel guilty for keeping them apart, but he left me no choice. He made it very clear how he felt

If I could, I would’ve pulled Siena from his arms and tell him to play with her from a distance. “I want you to take a perfect look at Christian and his only daughter, and I want you to realize that you can’t do what you’re doing.” Cesca scoffed before she roughly

didn’t mind the games he played with her. If someone else threw her in the air, Siena would cry-but if he did it, it was all okay. She trusted him, but at the end of the day, he betrayed

one had to tell me that Christian was furious because I could feel the tension from a mile away. He didn’t talk to me. He didn’t look at me-it was almost as

Siena

flinched and turned around to look at Christian’s grandfather, Franco. His tone sounded sarcastic and daring, just as it always was. If there was any Lamberti who scared me the most,

mumbled and lowered my head to look anywhere but his eyes. His presence made me feel nervous, weak and Marc not being here made

your daughter? Don’t you have a heart?” Franco commented. It was not what he said but

the family business, and neither will he. We will fight

corner of my eyes, and all I wanted was to take Siena and run away, but I couldn’t. I was surrounded

out Matteo was right after all. They were trying to get to me, and if my dad were here instead, they would’ve never had the nerve to let those words leave their mouth.

Christian called my name and stuck out his hand. Franco chuckled and placed his hand on my shoulder as I held

time I didn’t hesitate and made my way over to Christian to grab his hand. From all the Lamberti’s present, he probably disliked me the

won’t hurt you.” Christian whispered as he slammed his arm around my shoulder. I was terrified, so I did not have the nerve to push

beautiful because she looks like you.” He

I knew it was all an act to throw of Cesca and Franco, but his touch made me feel

a wheelchair. It was such a huge contrast from the last time I saw him, and even though he had a big smile on his face, he seemed

you.” Lucio smiled and kissed Siena on her cheek. “And I’m glad the two of you were able to work things

off his meds.”

and did not appear to be himself at

surname. Once again, I felt weak and uncomfortable. The killing the Alfonzo’s part aside, Christian wasn’t wrong. Siena was a Lamberti, and she felt right at home

fist and looked down while Christian’s sisters were playing with Siena. “Serena,