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

Chapter 142

“Mom.” Christian called out. We entered a room, and Cesca was on the phone. “I’ll call you back later. Something funny came up.” Cesca spoke as she glared at me.

It started off great.

“I thought you were going to bring me Siena, but you brought her instead,” Cesca spoke with a fake smile. on her face. It was almost as if she was refusing to say my name.

“I came here because I want to talk to you,” I told her, hoping it would explain things. “Talk?” Cesca laughed. “What do you want to talk about?”

She was not very friendly, and it reminded me of the first time I met her. I was still confused as to what I had ever done to deserve this kind of treatment. “I want to talk about everything. Christian and I made up. so we should probably do the same-”

“This is not a game, Serena” Cesca rolled her eyes while Christian, who had been quiet for a while, had enough. “Mom, stop disrespecting her-please.”

“Do you need a reminder of what happened the last time you refused to talk things out?”

The look on Cesca’s face had slowly changed. How could she not remember that? It was the day Christian fost it and went against his brother for me. “No.” Cesca sighed. “If she wants to…talk things out…I guess we

can do that.”

That’s what I thought,” Christian spoke. I would’ve been lying if I said that Cesca was not a scary woman, but having Christian helped a lot.

“Can I get you something to drink or something to eat?” Cesca offered, but I shook my head in response. “No, that’s not necessary-I just want to talk.”

“Okay.” Cesca smiled and sat down. “Please talk.”

The look she gave me made me nervous, and she had no issue showing me that she was only doing this because of Christian’s threat. “I uh…I’m sorry for everything, but I don’t know what I did wrong

It went quiet for a few seconds before Cesca let out a loud chuckle. “You don’t know what you did wrong?”

to find an answer, but I didn’t have one. No matter how much I went through the situation in my

of our names through the dirt-and I’m not even going to mention that

words. I looked at Christian and felt regretful for what I was about to say, but it was the harsh truth. “Christian, leave,” I whispered. I still

can talk

head. “If that’s what you want.” Christian sighed as I patiently waited for him to

our families being childish, I’d be willing to take him back, so he

terrible, scum, disgusting-but he has changed a lot, and you know that.” Cesca spoke. “And there’s no reason to defend him, but I will defend

“W-what?” I stuttered.

I would’ve stood behind you,” Cesca explained. “Trust me, I

“Maybe.” I shrugged.

gave you about all the girls from the other families, how you should behave,

change, and I would be the one to do it. After getting the name ‘neighborhood thug and ruining our families’ bond, I understood where Cesca was coming from, but accepting a disloyal man and letting him get away with everything was not me. Maybe it was time for me to return so

to become

family seemed like a good theory to me,

but ruining the family name and not letting.

I handled the way I should’ve after Christian threatened

sure none of this mess reached Lucio? You could’ve at

man lived in a lie, and everyone was too scared to tell him the truth. Everyone was too afraid to tell him that his decision of making

done it on purpose, and he regretted that decision, so it was beyond me why we couldn’t tell him every little

for not letting Christian see Siena-but his actions and words hurt me a lot.” I smiled as I tried to

that I gave Chris a long speech about how he embarrassed all of us, including you because all I ever wanted was for the two of you to live a

that yet, but that was my decision. This family was toxic, and a lot had to change, and

an apology, and so does Christian’s grandpa. Me being with Christian means we’re almost at the same level, so it would be a bit weird

blinked with her eyes, but I was right, and she knew I was right. She was the one who

else was capable of leading the family the way he did. They were even defending his cheating, which meant no one could touch me as long as we

eyes. “I’m sorry for everything, and since you’re obviously here

I smirked as Cesca gave me an offended look. “You enjoy glaring at