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

Chapter 192

Chapter 192

“Serena, come on, we’re on vacation!” Luna spoke and looked over my shoulder. It had been an hour since I talked to Christian, and I was already freaking out because he hadn’t even texted me.

Would he have noticed I was angry?

Of course, he did. I hung up in his ear. My reaction was definitely a bit over the top, and there was no reason for me to react that way. But was I really in the wrong? He told me to go out and have fun, right after I had opened up to him and that was unacceptable.

“Did you see all this food? Oh my god!” Faith yelled out. Luna removed the attention from me and rushed to Faith. “You’re kidding!” She spoke.

The house was indeed lovely, but as always, I was worried about other things. “Is this still about Christian?” Isobel asked. Unfortunately, Luna and Faith had no issues showing their hatred towards her, so poor Isobel had been stuck by my side.

“At least he’s not like your brother. He didn’t even send me a text back,” Isobel spoke with an irritated look on her face. Isobel complained more about Beau than I complained about Christian, which meant she complained a lot.

“I

old him how much I missed him and Siena, and he told me to have fun.” I spoke and waited for her to agree, but she let out a surprised laugh. “That’s Christian, Serena.” She rolled her eyes. “Anyway, I really have to pee-pregnancy is not for me.”

I watched as Isobel walked off and thought about her words. There were more important issues, such as Berto’s existence and the key and yet here I was, worrying about Christian being Christian.

I was awakened from my thoughts by the notification on my phone and had expected it to be Christian, but it wasn’t. It was Dario.

Dario

I’m a bit jealous you get to leave while I’m stuck here with Christiang

Dario

Don’t forget to have fun and don’t forget to send me pictures

Serena

What kind of pictures?

Dario

Dario

Bikini pics?

Dario

Whatever suits you!

read his text over and over again. Were my eyes deceiving me, or was he really trying to flirt with me?

told myself. It probably didn’t mean anything, but why was my stomach doing turns?

out her hand so I could join them. “You need to stop being so boring,” Olivia complained. “Yes!” Luna agreed “What’s the point

me, but I was willing to save his, reputation and kept my mouth shut. “You

in Panama in a nice house, without a man bothering us, so what’s the

Right?

never stop talking crap about Isobel, and I knew I was the

that anymore.” I defended Isobel. The girls were starting to sound

you and Siena killed,” Olivia spoke. “I don’t know if I feel safe

room.

arm around my, shoulder. “If Serena says she

least there’s one person

getting into the fact that you and Christian act

victim here.”

she gets to date your ridiculously hot brother and that she’s even having his babies.” She complained.

rolled my eyes. My brother being ‘hot’ was the last thing I wanted to hear from their mouth. “And second of all, they won’t last anyway, so I’m not

“So.”

around and looked at Isobel, who leaned against the wall.

at each other.

obvious that I’m carrying twins, or is this bikini alright?” Isobel frowned. I took a relieved breath and smiled at her. “It looks good on

a glare. This

Isobel smiled. The sides of her lips were trembling, and knowing her temper, it was most

off.

change

uhm…explore!” Luna spoke. I wasn’t in the mood to get into it and shrugged my

own thing. I could’ve them, but I was not down with the bullying and would not leave

not now.

luggage and looked at the bikinis Christian had bought for me. They looked good, and I wondered whether he had picked them out himself or if he let someone do

put on the bikini and took a look in the mirror. Wasn’t it weird that Dario asked for a picture? Who in his right mind would

was the reason why I was here in the first place, Christian. I wouldn’t betray him in a million

Isobel called out. “Are you also sick of me, or what?”

at her loud voice and grabbed my towel before I made my way outside. “I’m here!” I told her. Isobel snuffled and put on

asked, worried. Christian’s intentions were great, but sending her along with three girls who were not that nice to her while she was pregnant and emotional was not the smartest move. Į thought she

her into a hug. “I’m sorry for what I

to be sorry about,” Isobel spoke. “It’s all true, and I’m crying because it feels like I’m ruining

“What?”

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