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

Chapter 143

“I never knew you were such a chicken.” I gasped as I pulled Christian’s arm. We had planned on telling my dad the news, but he had a change of mind and refuses to leave the house.

“I’m not a chicken. I just don’t feel like seeing your parents.” Christian explained. “And why isn’t Siena here? I miss her.”

“Because your daughter is starting to get on my nerves.” I joked and pushed him aside so I could walk in

fault.” I further. “I can’t wait to move back here and leave my dirt all over the house again. This is all your sighed.

Christian chuckled and wrapped his hand around my wrist. “Is this a way of you calling me a chicken again?”

“Maybe.” I shrugged. “I mean, I can tell my family myself-but that wouldn’t make you look good. If you don’t want to say anything, that’s fine. You just need you there for support. All I need you to do is to remain as silent as a statue.”

“I will.” Christian smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist. “From now on, I’ll live as a statue and do everything you tell me to do,” Christian spoke as he leaned in closer.

“Statues can’t talk, and they can’t kiss people.” I laughed at the confused look on his face and took a step back. “I see you found your sense of humor,” Christian commented. “If there was one thing I didn’t miss it had to be your bad jokes.”

“That’s cute, but I’m not coming back home yet.” I chuckled. “I’m not moving back until you throw away the bed, renovate the room and promise me that we’ll look into a couples counselor.”

“Sure,” Christian spoke and lowered his head. It was still a sensitive subject, and it was an awkward and maybe even embarrassing thing to discuss, but it had to be said. I would absolutely not sleep in that bed. “I’ll get it done as soon as possible.”

prove “Thanks.” I smiled. The sooner he could get all of this done, the sooner I could go back home and everyone wrong. Siena and I were here to stay. I could tell that he did not agree with the counselor, but he made a promise to himself to do everything he could to get me back home, including agreeing to these

terms.

“Christian, what happened between us can never happen again.” I reminded him. “Siena is a baby, so that she won’t remember anything, but she won’t be a baby forever, this can never happen again.”

“I understand.” Christian nodded. “It won’t happen again.”

“Great.” I smiled. “Now remove that sad look from your face. You’re ruining the mood.”

Maybe Christian couldn’t see any issues, but I did-and him not being able to discuss his mistakes would only cause more problems in the future which was why therapy would be for the best. Even though I wanted to be with him, I still had so many unanswered questions.

“Can I ask you something?” Christian asked. “Can you please tell me what made you change your You didn’t want to get back together, and you didn’t want to come back home-

mind?

“Your mom,” I spoke. Christian deserved to know the truth, so I was going to give it to him. “Your mom got on my nerves and told me that I wasn’t made for this life, but I’m not going anywhere-I’m here to stay.”

“If there’s one thing I hate, it has to be people telling me what I can and can’t do.”

“So you don’t really want to be with me?” Christian worried. His insecurities were slowly getting on my nerves, and it hadn’t even been a few days. “I do want to be with you. I forced a smile onto my face. “If you don’t want me here, that’s fine-we can do that-”

“No!” Christian stopped me from talking. “I want you back home, and I don’t really care about the reason. It was just a question.”

Seeing how desperate he was made me feel sorry. “It’s not only because of that, but it’s also because I love you. You know that.”

of things to you, and I didn’t mean any of

love you too.” Christian smiled. “You already know that, but it’s nice to hear it

feelings,” I spoke, offended. “I used to tell you that every single day and you only said it

Christian rolled his eyes. I was only joking around, but he took everything too serious, and it was so easy to get on his nerves. “I’m sorry, I’ll definitely have to work on that” Christian promised. I

try

of sarcastic and backhanded compliments, so hearing something like that made me weak. “Beautiful? I didn’t even put on any make-up today.” I blushed. The truth was that I picked out

in my head and remembered how awkward it had been. It was

I could wear a trash bag and still look pretty.”

stuck in my head because it his first compliment. It was a

me in closer. I wasn’t supposed to kiss him back. I planned on giving him a hard time so he would learn his lesson, but I could not push him away. My body wouldn’t let me.

kiss. “You need to stop manipulating me.

He smiled. He brought his hand to my cheek and rested

hear it, but I love you, and I hate the color of your dress. I don’t like yellow-but somehow you’ve still managed to make it look good, and after Siena, you

words shocked me and were yet again, another proof that we didn’t know much about each other. “Do

asked as I looked down at my dress. If I had known that from the start,

much to know.” Christian mumbled. “I love you, and you love me. That’s all we need to know” Christian spoke as he pulled me

going to do things differently and talk about our feelings, there was no

Christian frowned. “In that case, we’ll have to fix that.”

because I never thought he cared about little things like that.

talk before?”

was desperate for his attention. If he stood in the left corner, I would walk to the left corner; and if

face, but you’re not like that. You’re just demanding

also be the Lamberti thing or the mafia thing.” I

old me,” Christian spoke. “So, who do you like more?

yourself.” I chuckled. “I said you’ve changed a lot, not completely. You’re still a Lamberti and you’re still demanding and rude-you’ve just

see.” Christian laughed. “Do you want to hear my first impression,

did not like the old

so different from the

fun of you-but we did it because you took our interest.”

with a sad pout on

night. You were always looking at me with those eyes.” Christian explained. “You

were the only one who never called me that. You always

spoke. “What kind

it couldn’t

animal when I attacked Gina.”

anymore. I just want to forget about the past.” I spoke, “Speaking of the past, do you think my

look at my eyes and

the both of us.” I giggled. “I didn’t mean my eye color, stupid. I meant the

“You lost that innocent look in your eyes. You look more confident, sometimes a bit

wrong with that. I always wanted

the time. We had completely grown apart and moved on with our lives in such a short time. “You’re thinking about your friends, aren’t you?” Christian read my

you dislike, your dreams, hobby’s, ambitions…I know everything