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

Chapter 133

“Serena, have you heard the news?” Lita asked as I walked down the stairs to hear what all this noise was about.

“What?” I asked, still half asleep. “That your brother got engaged and that Isobel is pregnant!” My dad spoke and pulled me in a hug. I suppose the news about Isobel’s dad being in charge again came out.

Beau looked at me and shrugged his shoulders. It was crazy to me how much these people cared about status. They didn’t want her with Beau just because she got disowned, but now that everything got turned back around, there was no problem.

“Wow, that’s amazing!” I played along with an awkward smile on my face. Everyone seemed so happy today, and I knew there was only one person to thank for that, Christian. If he did not help, things would’ve gone a bit different. He was indeed my hero. “Yes, apparently Aldo got his position back.” My dad spoke.

“Where were you yesterday? You were home late.” My dad asked. “Just out with a friend.” I smiled. His curiosity was bothering me and I was not a teenager. What I did and where I was, was my business.

It wasn’t my plan to get home after midnight, but Christian and I had a great time together, and I missed his company.

Who would’ve ever thought that I would miss his stupid semi offensive comments?

“I want to talk with Christian. I heard he had a hand in all of this.” Matteo spoke, tensed. His words worried. me, and I was unsure of what to think. He seemed grateful, but at the same time, I knew he still didn’t want anything to do with him, but it was a great start.

My family forgiving Isobel in a heartbeat because her family got reinstated meant that they could most likely look past Christian and find it in their hearts to forgive him. There was a huge difference between. trying to get your daughter killed and your daughter getting cheated on. It wasn’t even comparable.

“Christian’s amazing, he’s following into uncle Lucio’s footsteps so as expected only he’s able to do something like that.” Carmen smiled, but all she got in returned from my dad was a glare. “That’s the least. he could do after embarrassing the family.” He growled.

So he was still angry.

“Look, ma’am, I found the pictures!” I heard an all-to-familiar voice walk into the kitchen. “Ma’am? It’s mom now!” Lita smiled. Fake.

“Serena!” Isobel spoke and pulled me into a hug. “Hi?” I said, surprised, and returned the hug. A few weeks ago, she couldn’t even look me in the eye.

I forgave her, I was happy for her, and I was glad for Beau, but it wasn’t as if I was waiting to be best friends with her. This was all for Beau.

and Enzo, but I had a good heart. Christian was

the test. “Come on, show me the pictures!” My mom spoke and pulled her away. How could a person be that fake? She used to despise her, but now that Isobel’s

right?” I asked my dad

“I have a few

bigger than the issue they used to have with Isobel. They were not comparable. It was obvious that the Alfonzo’s were looking for a reason to dislike Christian

we can’t. Lucio is counting on us.” I smiled. “And I thought we all agreed that

it seems my judgment was wrong. He still wasn’t that fond of her but was doing a

what do you really

be part of this family, but Aldo got reinstated, so there’s not much I can do-that would only look

who was my lifesaver. There was nothing Matteo could do about it, which meant he couldn’t

and Alfonzo, he’s still my son and I’m

I smiled. “Ever since we’ve come back, all of you made everything about me and completely abandoned him. He’s not some

All I had to do was tell him the truth, but I couldn’t. I was scared, and I didn’t want to

your mind?” Matteo asked. “Did I do something?” He asked, worried, as

test the waters to have a better image of what to do. “Christian gave me the ring to wear for the photo shoot, but it’s just to reassure Lucio,” I told Matteo and couldn’t miss

I didn’t

lie? Why couldn’t I just tell him

hurt Lucio in any

hurting

and I had to hold back my vomit when I read the name, Daniela.

this one,” I told

“Dani-”

that motherfucker, Christian has been up to?” She yelled through the phone as I removed it from my ear and

mean the Isobel thing?” I asked and grabbed Siena from her crib. “Yes, what kind of game is he playing!”

told them the truth. they would drop me just as quickly, and the last thing I needed

I pouted while I placed my phone on the nightstand. I couldn’t listen to Daniela’s nagging

on the door and picked up the phone to mute the