His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 226

Serena

“Can I hold her?” Vince used all of his strength to sit up straight. A few days had passed, and surprisingly enough, he was making quick progress.

That was the reason why I had decided to let him meet Siena officially. I placed Siena in his arms and watched as Siena snuggled against him. “I think she likes me!” Vince laughed proudly.

“I think she does.” I smiled back. She was familiar with Vince, which I wanted from the start. In a way, it was as if he had never left.

Although he was present as well, Christian returned to his duties, and all I wondered was whether he could keep his promise. Would this Berto situation really be over in a few days? Because it sure didn’t look like it.

Vince had a lot of catching up, but it was a relief that we didn’t have to tell him much about Berto or Lucio. According to him, he had heard everything.

“How is the other baby doing?” Vince questioned. For a second, my eyes turned big before the realization finally hit me. That’s true. He heard everything—including the news about my new pregnancy.

“I don’t know,” I spoke, flustered. “I don’t want to bother Christian, and I haven’t really found the perfect opportunity to make an appointment.”

Vince nodded and looked down at Siena, who rested her hand on his chin. “This little satan hit me...” He spoke. “I remember all of it.”

“You do?” I asked, surprised, completely ignoring his nickname for Siena. Of course, he did. Vince threw back his head in laughter. “Yes, and she punches like Christian!” He said. “She got a lot of anger for a baby.”

Hearing that comparison was supposed to make me happy, but the truth was that I didn’t want her to be like Christian. No, I wanted her to be Siena. I wanted her to have a normal childhood. Was I crazy for wanting that?

“I know I’ve said it countless of times already, but I really want to thank you and your family for everything you’ve done for Luis.” Vince began. “He looks so much more alive, healthy, happy…it’s amazing.”

“It is.” I agreed. “But we couldn’t have done it without your brother, Beau, and Isobel.” I acknowledged. “Your brother, Nic, took care of you—and Beau and Isobel did everything they could to make Luis happy.”

Vince scoffed. “My brother.” He sighed. “I’m glad he’s back, but I can’t believe our father had to die for it.”

I lowered my head, hoping he would drop the subject as I wasn’t prepared to talk about Fabio. Neither of us had addressed what had happened and mainly lived in the present. “So it seems like Beau and Christian are pretty much inseparable?”

Vince had a jealous look in his eyes. “He could be here visiting me…but he’s working for Christian.” He spoke. “Now that I think about it…other than my family, Christian, and my brothers…not a lot of people have visited me.”

“I can understand my father’s men because the Lamberti’s forced them to work for them—and they never really liked me anyway.” Vince began.

“But Beau, Isobel…” He started calling out endless names while I sat back uncomfortably. The truth was that one had betrayed him, and he had betrayed the other.

“I’m sure they’re busy, just give them some time.” I opened my arms and pulled Vince into a hug. “And don’t worry about the other guys. They were all glad to hear you’re alright—and they just wanted to give you some space to breathe!”

“Oh, really?” Vince asked. “Yes, really!” I reassured him. “Besides, you don’t need anyone else besides me…not anymore.”

“Okay—but I think you’re squashing the baby.” Vince chuckled. He pushed me back gently and kissed Siena’s head. “She looks like you though…thank god for that.”

“Yes, thank god.” I snorted. “What on earth would we do if she ended up looking like Christian.”

I burst out in laughter while Vince reached for my hand. Shocked, I looked down at his warm hand and cleared my throat as Vince squeezed it.

Nope, I wasn’t about to do this again. Dario was already more than enough, and I didn’t want to deal with more misunderstandings. “Just so you know, Christian and I are doing fine…I love Christian.” I said the last part loud enough as I didn’t want to repeat myself.

“Yes, I know.” Vince shrugged. A slight smirk appeared on his lips. “I’m rooting for you, always have.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes,” Vince spoke. “And I know he’s done some stupid stuff, but I’ve never seen him this happy before—and he really does love you.”