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

Chapter 197

“Isobel, you didn’t have to say all of that,” I told her as soon as she hung up the phone. Yes, Christian was an asshole, but no one could speak on him except for me.

“It’s true, though.” Isobel spoke. “You’re too good for him, and you know that. He doesn’t deserve you.”

“Please.” I begged her. “Please stop.”

Her words were bothering me, and they were bothering me because she was right. I was sick and tired of the way he had been treating me, and I deserved better than that.

Dario’s information was correct. Christian had sent people to keep an eye on me, and it broke my heart. Everything I did at the club yesterday was to get on his nerves, and he still didn’t care. Anyone with eyes. could see that even though my heart belonged to Christian, my head belonged to Dario-and he still didn’t care.

“You know what, you can stay in your toxic relationship.” Isobel sighed as she walked out of the room. “And just so you know, you shouldn’t be surprised that I dislike him when all you’ve been doing is complain about the way he’s been treating you!”

“What’s her problem?” I whispered as I reached for my phone. Christian read my text, but he still hadn’t replied, and I was desperate to hear his reason. Was he getting just as tired of me like I was getting of him?

It seemed like my prayers had finally been answered because right at that moment, his name had appeared on the screen. I wouldn’t let him wait for another second and accepted the call.

“H-hi,” I spoke awkwardly. I waited for a response, but there was nothing other than a sigh. “Just hi?” I heard Christian’s voice for the first time. I had known him long enough to see that he wasn’t happy, but when was he?

“Can I talk to my daughter?” I requested. I was the first to ignore his calls, but Siena was never part of it. I would never neglect her, and I did care for her well-being. The only reason I was able to breathe was because of Dario. He reassured me that she was doing fine.

“She isn’t here,” Christian spoke.

“What do you mean, she isn’t here?”

“I brought her over to your dad’s. You know that.” He chuckled in disbelief. “Are you still here with me, or did you drank that much that you can’t even remember what’s happening today.”

How could I ever forget?

It was the day of Carmen and Luke’s party, but also the day that Christian would catch his uncle. He had a lot to deal with and needed help with Siena, which was understandable.

“Oh, right—I’m sorry!” I apologized. It went silent again, and I was unsure of what to say. The most logical -thing to discuss would be the baby, Carmen and Luke’s party, or his uncle, but we still had much

unfinished business.

“It’s fine, Serena,” Christian reassured me. The tone in his voice sounded different, and he seemed a bit calmer than before. I was waiting for him to tell me he missed me, but that was not the case.

Isobel’s plan was really cute, but it wouldn’t work for me. Christian was not like my brother, and he was not as open with his feelings.

“We spoke at the same time. “You go first,” I told him I wanted to hear what he had to say about this because I honestly didn’t even know what was happening.

“I don’t know what happened between us, and I don’t even know if we’re even arguing or not-but I want you to know that I never meant to hurt you,” Christian spoke.

hear the sincerity in his voice, and that was all that

eyes as I thought about his lack of trust in me, and just like that, those feelings of anger had

that.” Christian defended himself. Then

last night. I knew he was aware

drank so much that I couldn’t even stand up straight, and I almost kissed this random guy-but then I came back to my

I wanted him to ask me why I did that, but

“Do

what do you want me to say?” Christian spoke, confused. He

yell at me. I want you to tell me that I broke your heart and that you need some time to think about us!” I raised my voice. I needed him to give me a reaction.

what you want?” Christian asked.

show me that you cared about me.”

deep breath. “You know I don’t have

of nowhere. I didn’t even know what I was doing or why those words had

a lie? No.

dry reactions as Christian, and I trusted him more than I could ever trust anyone else. I knew he wouldn’t bail

Christian’s outburst, but it never came. “Okay, and what do you want me to do with

feel about it,” I confessed. “You should’ve figured that

think it’s weird that you’re into him and that you’re sending bikini pics to my cousin. I feel betrayed, hurt, disgusted, embarrassed, and I could see it coming, but

hear his honest opinion, which was enough for me to believe

each other,

”

you,” I told Christian. “Yes, love.” He spoke

Therest was again.

in his voice.

feel trapped.” I managed to get out. It was something I wanted to tell him for a while, but somehow it worked better when

to me-and you promised we’d work on our

Well, at least I got his

not going to

as friends,” Christian spoke, irritated. His words shocked me. I wanted to push him just enough to talk to me about his feelings, but this was not what I expected. This was not what

don’t mean that-”

no position to tell me what I do and don’t mean.” Christian interrupted me. He sounded. serious, and that scared me more than anything.

don’t mean

have feelings

for Dario, while it was obvious that I wasn’t in love with him. I was confused, and Christian’s

stop!” I tried my hardest to talk some sense into

one who’s confused?” Christian mumbled. “Alright, let’s discuss this at home, and in the meantime, you can continue to act like the

What?

down at my shaking hand and tried to calm

to see whether he had the nerve to repeat it.