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

Chapter 141

“It’s not too late to run away” Emilio laughed at his own joke, but it didn’t get through to me. It was Siena’s weekly visit at the Lamberti estate, and because Matteo did not want to let me go alone. Emilio joined me

this time.

I was trying to keep it together, but I couldn’t. I was still rerrified and confused about why a man who was supposed to be dead was supposedly alive and did not know to process it I had not closed a single eye and was terrified for my life.

My bedroom light remained on last night, and I literally ran to the bathroom with my eyes closed. That was how terrified 1 was, and the worst thing was that I had no one to talk to, other than Christian and Marc, who also did not have a solid explanation.

“Hello, is anyone in there?” Emilio joked and grabbed Milo’s hand to hold it against my head. “Huh, yes?” I spoke. “I’m so sorry. I was just thinking”

“About what?” Emilio asked and pushed Milo into my arms so he could grab Siena out of the car. “I was thinking about how cute my little nephew is.” I cooed and pinched him in his cheek.

“Cute,” Milo repeated with a cute smile on his face. I felt guilty for bringing him here, but I did not feel like spending my day with grumpy Lamberti’s, and they loved Milo as much as they loved Siena-so asking Emilio to bring him along was for the best.

“Look who’s there.” Emilio sighed as he glared at the door. My eyes followed his until they met Christian’s “I thought he stopped smoking,” Emilio spoke.

“I thought so too,” I whispered as I observed the troubled look on Christian’s face. If I was terrified. I could not begin to think about how he must’ve felt after hearing his uncle might still be alive. The worst thing was that he had to process all of this on his own.

“Chrissie!” Milo yelled and pointed his tiny finger in his direction. Christian’s eyes widened, and he threw away the cigarette. “Milo, Christian’s a bad guy.” Emilio scoffed, but Milo thought otherwise, and so did I

“No.” Milo laughed at his dad. Milo was right, Emilio was hilarious, Christian was a lot but he was not a bad guy. “Come on, let’s go-and be nice,” I warned Emilio. The best thing would’ve been to pull Siena from his arms so I could give her to Christian myself. Christian was already going through enough, and the last thing he needed was a scolding from my brother.

“Chrissie!” Milo cheered and kicked with his feet. “Down!”

I gave Milo what he wanted and put him down on his feet so he could run into Christian’s arms. “Why do children love him so much? He isn’t even that nice.” Emilio spoke, annoyed, as I shrugged my shoulders. “I

don’t know.”

A smile grew on my face at the sight of Christian and Milo. It was obvious that Christian was not in a good mood, but he was good at playing pretend and put on a happy face for Milo. “I’m begging you to be nice,” I whispered in Emilio’s cars.

I should’ve taken Marcello with me. Marcello was good at being two-faced, just like his girlfriend Maddie, and wouldn’t show his anger towards Christian, at least not in his face. “Emilio,” Christian spoke with a forced smile on his face.

The two used to be close until I came into the picture. The first time I met my brother we were right here. at the Lamberti estate. He even told me that Christian was like family to him, and I ruined it with my presence. “Christian.” Emilio glared at him.

“I can take my daughter from here, thank you,” Christian spoke and grabbed Siena from his hands. Emilio’s fists were clenched, but he managed to take a deep breath and calmed himself down as Christian led us inside.

he seemed off today. He seemed exhausted and confused, but I couldn’t blame

Lucio so

after to a nod. “Milo,

Milo smiled. Emilio grabbed Siena and opened

was glued down to the floor, and he almost seemed like a living corpse. “Are you okay? Did you even sleep?” I asked and

his flirty remarks. “Do you know more about your unc-” I started, but

whispered. “Tomorrow?” I confirmed. “That’s fine. I’ll stop

tomorrow.”

to discuss it here, but do you think that lady might

Christian’s face was heartbreaking. If everything that lady told us would turn out to be the truth, it would not only mean that his dad and his grandpa were liars but also that

I could do to take away his pain. “I don’t like seeing you like this,” I spoke

this time I didn’t care. I needed to see him smile. His

hand in all of this and it bothered me. Things would’ve never turned out like

somewhat grateful, I also felt terrible. Dario didn’t care about me, all he cared about was ruining Christian and that was the only reason why

chuckled as he cupped my cheeks with his

might still be alive?” I asked and noticed how the look on Christian’s face had slowly changed. “Wait, are you okay?” He asked, worried.

took a deep breath. “No, I’m not. I might start smoking too. This is all a

sighed. “And I’m sorry that you can’t share it with anyone, but it’s for the best to

peace, and that would only happen if we kept our mouths shut. That was the only way. “I

to the room. I felt relieved to see that it was just Lucio this time. The vibe

and give me a hug.” Lucio smiled. He never asked me for a

me to Lucio. “I’m dying, and you only visit me

the hug and gave him an apologetic look. I could not understand how

at me. “I’m just kidding. You’re

the only difference is that she’s not a cheater.” Emilio spoke. It was awkward and silent until

his gaze to Emilio. Please don’t do it, don’t do it, I thought

for me. Are you guys not treating him well?” Christian asked. He knew that Emilio wouldn’t do anything in front of Lucio, so he

Christian provoked him. “But I feel so bad for him that I might

while Lucio was completely unbothered. “I like Beau. It would be a good thing to have him around you-don’t you agree,

I get

waited to hear my answer.

dad?” Emilio asked and ignored my presence. “I’m sure

he only