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

Chapter 168

We arrived back home without zero information or knowledge abht how to get to the money, and even though Christian appeared to be in a good mood, he also seemed stressed out about it.

“If your grandpa gave someone the order, we can just find out and ask the person if they know anything

“He’s dead, Serena.” Christian dropped the news. “My grandpa’s right hand is dead, and he’s been dead for over ten years now.”

“Oh.” I spoke, flustered at the unexpected question. “How about we buy an ouija board and talk to him?” I suggested and attempted to cheer him up. It seemed to have worked because Christian was able to laugh. at my joke. “You’re so stupid sometimes.” He mocked me. “It’s never too late to go back to school.”

“Hey!” I yelled at him. “Don’t you think calling me stupid is a bit too much?”

“Yes, I’m sorry about that.” Christian apologized. “But what else do you expect me to say when you’re telling me to use an ouija board?”

“You’re really no fun,” I huffed as I thought of more ways to get to the money. “How about we tell your grandpa about it?”

“No!” Christian opposed without giving it a second thought. “Listen, if I’ll tell him my uncle is still alive. the entire family will fall apart, and I want to prevent that for now-so unless my uncle somehow decides. to reveal himself. I’m not going to do that.” He explained. “Besides that, I think my uncle and I both agree to let my dad rest in peace.

“Right.” I agreed. “Please help me because I’m not following you anymore. Do you want him to reveal himself or not?”

“I do.” Christian sighed. “But not to everyone, just to me.”

“I see. We’ll find a way. We always do.” I reassured Christian while I stared into his eyes. I couldn’t stop thinking about how he introduced me to everyone. He called me his wife, and he didn’t even let out a single stutter.

“Why did you introduce me to everyone as your wife?” I finally addressed the situation. “Because you don’t look like my fiancée, you look my wife.” Christian chuckled. “We’re going to get married anyway, so what’s the big deal?”

I couldn’t help but smile at his confidence and noticed that something was different about him. He wasn’t hiding me anymore, but he bragged about me and even went as far as calling me his wife. “I appreciate it, but don’t you want to get married?” I asked. “Like, officially married.”

“Officially married?” Christian forced a smile. “If you want to do that, then we’ll do that.”

I observed the fake smile on his lips and wondered what the issue was. “Is it because your dad won’t be there?” I asked. Christian sighed and shrugged his shoulders. “I wanted to get married while he was still here, but I screwed things up.”

“Oh.” I awkwardly spoke. Maybe I should’ve just let it rest instead of creating this awkward situation. Yes, he screwed things up-but he didn’t need a reminder of that every single second.

“And what’s

up with Dario?” I changed the subject. “His dad must’ve already called him by now. You should check up on him because we don’t want him to change his mind.” I advised Christian. “And did he

“I don’t know, isn’t he your friend?” Christian frowned. He didn’t seg jealous or irritated but somewhat afraid. “He’s your cousin, so…” I mumbled. I thought about giving Dario a call, but I figured it would’ve been for the best to give it a rest as also he had gone through a lot. “How about you give him a call?”

“M-me?” Christian spoke, surprised. “Why should I call him?”

“Because he’s your cousin?” I giggled. He seemed genuinely confused and scared, which was something I hadn’t seen that often. “I don’t think he wants to come to the photo shoot,” Christian sulked. “I was just worried about him,” I explained.

Christian suggested and grabbed his phone before I could say another word. “N- now?” I stuttered, surprised. “Yes,” Christian spoke. “You’re obviously worried about him, and as

smiled at Christian’s understanding gesture and reached out to hold his hand. “Thank you.”

off, and we patiently waited for Dario to pick up the phone. “Do you think he’ll pick up?” Christian asked with a startled

was so insecure and probably thought his cousin didn’t want anything to do with him.

phone to me while I passed it back to him and mouthed for him to speak. “I-it’s me, Christian.” He almost

“Serena?” Dario spoke, surprised. “I

time. Forget about Christian not being jealous. He seemed pissed. “I mean….the both of you,”

whether to call

me to come back. He told me that he took it too far

to start over-”

Christian spoke. “Whatever you do, don’t trust him

to our surprise. “I called to warn you because he sounds

he

down the situation, but once my dad knotes I’m

but by the look on Christian’s face, I could tell that it was not going to happen. “No,” Christian

about your offer, and I want to do it.” He spoke. “I want to meet your dad and be part of the family…and

before he stared at the phone. “I mean…if the invitation

and gave him a nudge. 977 Christian answered. “You’re welcome anytime. I mean, are you sure?”

spoke, determined. “I’m ready to meet your family.”

smiled. “I’ll go over to him tomorrow, and I’ll tell

about my dad?” Dario wondered. I looked at Christian and waited for his answer as I

anyone to know too much and I want your dad to reveal himself to me and

Dario asked. “Isn’t this going to be too much for him?”

“My dad is dying, meeting you would be like a

with a sympathetic look on my face. I knew Lucio would be happy to accept Dario and so would Franco, but the reality

Dario spoke. “I should really go now, but I would like to thank

him to thank him back. “Y-yes, you too.” Christian

weirded out by having a friendly conversation with Dario. “You’ll come with me tomorrow, right?” Christian

wouldn’t

hug. Christian pulled a disgusted face and pushed Enzo off while

cheek. “It’s a goo day today, brother,” Enzo spoke. “Mom and dad forgave me, grandpa told me he missed me-and life is

black eye.” Christian scoffed. I could see through him and noticed how happy he was to h the news, but so was I. At least one

in her hands. “Look at her She looks just like a bobblehead!” Christian laughed. He grabbed Siena from

us. “Both grandpas, we had a great tim you

a wink before he shifted his eyes to Enzo. “Was my brother 1

slammed his arm around Carmen’s shoulder and nodded his head. “Of course, I took care of

get her bad side because that means I get on Serena’s bad side, and

poor Siena to spend her day with you and play mob wife,

not to do anything as I took in his brother’s