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

Chapter 160

I woke up to the sound of giggles and laughter and rubbed my eyes to watch how Christian held Siena in

his arms.

“What is she doing awake? It’s so early.” I yawned, exhausted and looked at the clock. “6 AM? She should be asleep.”

“I’m sorry, did we wake you?” Christian asked, worried. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself. I just had to see her.”

I smiled at the innocent look on Christian’s face and sat up straight to take a better look at Siena. “She doesn’t seem to mind.”

“I know.” Christian smiled. “Your sister took really good care of her. She’s really helpful.”

“Did you

ask her about moving in?” Christian asked. He seemed to like her, which was something very unlikely for him. “I did. She’s going to talk to my parents about it.”

“And I also want to thank you for being so sweet about Carmen’s little crush on you.”

“Right, that.” Christian laughed awkwardly. “It would not be the first time someone’s little sister has a crush on me. I’ve dealt with these kinds of things before.”

It was amazing how he never missed an opportunity to brag about himself, but I didn’t mind. All I wanted was to see him happy, and if it made him happy, so be it. “So, did you check on Enzo and Gina? Are they willing to talk? For how long will Gina be here?” I wondered.

The expression on Christian’s face had changed, and he seemed bothered by my question. “Serena, I don’t want to argue with you.” He spoke his usual words. That was a sentence I hadn’t heard in a while.

“I’m not trying to argue with you. I just want to know how they are doing.” I chuckled at his ridiculous. accusation. “Oh, well.” Christian shrugged. “Maybe I’m a bit traumatized from yesterday, so please, excuse

me.”

His words made me feel uncomfortable, and I couldn’t get rid of the feeling of him being bothered by my presence. I told him to talk to me if I went too far, but I never told him to make these kinds of comments. “I’m sorry about yesterday, okay?” I apologized once again. “I will be nice from now on, now please tell me what they said.”

“Good.” Christian chuckled. “You’re always so curious, so there’s no point in not telling you. You’ll figure it out either way.”

It was a good thing he knew how my brains worked. I would find out one way or another.

“They both mentioned a man with a mask,” Christian explained. “They didn’t see his face, but Enzo recognized his voice, and he had a feeling that’s it’s indeed my uncle.”

“What happened after?” I asked after noticing Christian ended the conversation as soon as he started it. “He tried to get information out of them.”

“Okay?” I spoke, confused. He was holding things back from me while I thought we had left that stage a long time ago. “How about you be a bit more specific? What kind of information?”

in the warehouse?” I tried to get

in this

I am now.” I corrected Christian. “You’re right, I didn’t ask because I didn’t want to pressure you, but it’s time to

please.” Christian spoke, annoyed. “You know I’m willing to share more

knew, Gina also knew Christian cheated on me before I knew. Gina

leave it!” I yelled at him. “I don’t get you. First, you want me to be a bit

don’t even have the

warehouse? That’s funny.” I chuckled. He wanted me to be a Lamberti, but he wasn’t willing to share everything, I wondered where that same energy was when he brought me along to save his brother

doing everything for a

frightened. That was the first question I asked him

No, stop it.” Christian spoke, disgusted. “I already told you that the Lamberti’s don’t do that-how could you even think that about us?” Christian asked as he looked down at Siena. “I would never do that.” “Then just

“Serena, please-”

Enzo?” I continued my interrogation. I was going to get an answer out of him, that was

my last question, and that was enough for me to know that it was all because of his fears. Gina and Enzo were in a terrible state because they knew too much, and Christian blamed himself

you suddenly change your mind-

who seemed completely unfazed, and stared at him with her big brown eyes.

a point. I made a promise not to bring down his mood anymore, but I hadn’t changed a thing. I was still getting on his nerves. He was broken, his dad was on the verge of dying, and the last thing

my arms around his shoulders. to cheer

give me a smile in return. “It’s

eyes.

Milo.” I reminded him. “But somehow, you managed to teach my nephew a new

It’s a record.” Christian laughed. “Go back

and it didn’t even seem as if something had happened

were before we had Siena, and I

you

was unsure what to say, but I wouldn’t let him win this time. “Okay?” I repeated in his car over and

Christian laughed. “But I still won’t take

Christian spoke without meeting my eyes. “Gina is

even want him to finish that sentence because her presence was already enough

would deal with. It wouldn’t hurt to give her a visit so she could understand that Christian was not hers. “It’s your house, and you pay the bills-do whatever you want,” I spoke calmly. “Just don’t cheat

breath. “You don’t have to worry about that. I definitely

so.” I smiled through my pain, but all I could think of was Gina and the way Christian held her in his arms. It bothered me, and there was nothing I could do about it. “And it’s your house too, I don’t

you to take care of them, right?” Christian asked.

what?” I furrowed my eyebrows. I would be taking care of Gina, but it wouldn’t be

care of them,” Christian repeated.

with an exaggerated smile on my face. “Gina and your brother? They are in good