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

Chapter 167

I looked out the car and noticed how everything slowly turned green. The ride to the warehouse was no that short, and I could finally understand why Christian wanted to leave early in the morning.

“You’re acting like we’re going on a field trip.” Christian laughed at my excitement. Maybe I was, but I couldn’t help myself. This was the moment I had been waiting for all along. “Yeah, well, we never do anything together nowadays, so.”

“I’m sorry.” Christian apologized. “I’ve just been so busy with everything.”

“I know I know.” I shrugged him off and shifted my attention to Beau. “You’re also always on the don’t forget about Isobel and the twins, poopy.”

“I hate you.” Beau spoke while I laughed at his nickname. “You too, Christian, I hate you too,” Beau added.

I continued what I was doing for the rest of the ride, stared out of the window, and asked too many questions before we finally arrived at the warehouse. Christian had this weird obsession with opening the door for me, but this time I was too nosy to wait and got out on my own.

“Wow.” I gasped as I stared at all the working people. Even though we had been together for a while, I had yet to see the true impact of the Lamberti’s power, but all of that would change today.

“Do they all work for your family?” I wondered. Christian gave me a proud look and grabbed my hand. “Whatever is mine is yours.” He spoke. “They work for us.”

“Us.” I corrected myself. “They all work for us?”

“Yes, we’re a team, remember?”

Christian led me towards the entrance while everyone stopped what they were doing and made their way towards us. “I feel like a celebrity,” I whispered, embarrassed while Christian wrapped his hand around my waist.

“What’s up, boss!” One of the men spoke as his eyes landed on me. “If I knew you were bringing her today, I would’ve cleaned up the place.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Christian shrugged him off. “She can’t even clean up her trash, so it’s not a big deal.” He joked. It made me happy to see how comfortable they all were. For some reason, I had expected. him to be strict and serious, but he wasn’t. He was the complete opposite.

Christian let out a whistle, making everyone run outside to see what was going on. “More people?” 1. whispered in his ears and almost hid behind his back. “This is Serena, my wife.” Christian announced. while I still tried to process his words.

He called me his wife.

“You’ll be seeing her face a lot-so get used to it and respect her the same way you respect me.” He -demanded.

“If1 hear one complaint from her mouth, I’ll throw you in acid!

“Acid?” One of the guys exclaimed. The way Christian threatened them seemed really casual as if he was used to doing it on a daily basis.

Another one pointed out while he

all the others laughed

I whispered into Christian’s ears. They were having the time of their life and were making fun of Beau, who didn’t seem to mind their jokes and laughed along. “They’re saying Beau looks like

called out. “You can all

were doing, while I was surprised by their obedience. “Can I also do that?” I asked Christian. He pulled

do whatever you want.” He told me while Beau gave him a smack against his head.

of the warehouse seemed different from what I imagined and even made me wonder whether Christian hid everything from me beforehand.

are the guns, where are the drugs, where is your vault full of money?” I asked, surprised.

I waited for their answers. “You have a lot to learn. Come on.”

gave Christian a confused look. “What’s in the containers?”

my head as I prepared myself to

threw me the keys. “Go on, open it.” He encouraged me while Beau let out a laugh. “F-flour?” I asked, confused.

and stood next to Beau while I did as I was told and unlocked the container. I threw it open, only to see it filled with packets of…flour?

hand and pulled me inside to grab one

if he was

“Taste,” Christian repeated.

moved towards the powdery substance, and I took a lick, only to taste the

pulled my hand to pull me back. “It’s about fifty percent flour. I’m just happy I

turned me around to grab my hand.

reason why I would follow him from now on. He was stuck with me, and I wouldn’t go anywhere because I didn’t want to lose

one of Christian’s cousins gasped as he walked towards us. “What’s with the

say the wrong thing, but he didn’t. He pulled me closer instead. “How can I not be in love? Have you seen her?” I spoke as

as I wasn’t used to Christian confessing his love in public.

carefully spoke

reassured him. “Whatever you have to say to me, she

he hadn’t forgotten about our little agreement,

to, but that

to grandma to

did you want to know about his routine?” Christian’s

dead any minute. I just don’t want grandpa to overwork himself.” Christian made up. “I see. I have the new list,

list?” I frowned, confused. All of it was still new to me, and I couldn’t understand what the hell they were talking about. His cousin gave Christian another look while Christian gave

owe us money.” He explained. “It gets updated

gulped, shocked. Why was I even surprised? This was to be expected. “And what happens if they don’t pay you