His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 54

After we had returned home it was evening already and Christian had completely ignored the fact that hto answer my question.
He locked himself in his office and had a million phone calls, which I obviously understood when I heard drop—but I was still waiting for whatever he had to say.
It only took a few hours before I could not take it anymore and went to the kitchen to make him some coempty-handed and demanding an answer would been a bit rude, so I was going to play along with his litI went back upstairs and knocked on his office door. I heard no answer and he was still in the middle of mcalls, so I walked in and sat down in front of him while he gave me a startled look.
“Excuse me, I’ll call you back later.” He ended the phone call while I pushed the cup of coffee into his hanyou?” He frowned his eyebrows as I have him a desperate look.
“Oh right, the answer I promised you.” He chuckled. “I’ve been so busy with everything that I forgot the you.”
“Yes, your answer?” I asked him and almost leaned over his desk. He touched the tip of my nose to pushagain.
“My answer is okay.” He shrugged his shoulders while I was trying to figure out what the hell he meant bspoke confused.
“You say you love me, my answer is okay.” He yawned. “Keep on loving me, I give you permission to do sfrom behind his desk and walked towards me.
“What does that mean?” I asked him as he grabbed my hand and pulled me from the chair. He pushed mdesk and placed his hands on either side so I couldn’t move. “It means that you get to decide what that whispered into my ears.
“A-are we like together now?” I asked him, making him laugh once again while I was trying to figure outfunny. “If that’s what you want.”
“Christian?” I gave him an annoyed look as he mocked me and gave me one in return. “Serena?” He spotone.
“Come on, stop being confusing.” I nagged and gave him a smack against his chest “What are you talkintilted his head and showed me his perfect dimples. “Saying yes or no? Does that make your life so hard?grabbed my hand and lowered it to the zipper of his jeans. “No, but that look you are giving me definiteI looked down with flushed cheeks and stared at the growing bulge through his jeans. “What look?” I dealong and moved my hand around his bulge while staring into his eyes with a naive look on my face.
When he pushed my hand away and pulled me up to sit on his desk my heart stopped beating for a secohaven’t answered my question.” I held my hands against his chest and waited for him to do something egiving me a stupid look. “Can I kiss you?” I blurted out and looked down embarrassed.
The room was filled with Christian’s laughter as he stroke his fingers against my cheek. “You know, I neveby innocence until I met you.”
He leaned in closer and before I knew it he interlocked his soft lips against mine. “Do you remember howyou and your innocent image at the club?” He pressed his forehead against mine.
“From now on I’ll do it again and again—until you will never dare to ask me a stupid question like that etime he aggressively pressed his lips against mine as I threw my arms around his shoulder and slipped mmouth. This is what I had been holding myself back from doing for weeks.
Eager for his touch I pulled him in even closer and was not planning on letting him go any time soon. Hemy hand from his shoulder and grabbed it as he led it down his waist. After a while, he pulled away fromgently placed my hand back onto his growing bulge.
“That taking charge thing you just tried was cute, but if you want to be with me—you have to understanstrings.” He started kissing below my jaw and made his way to my neck.
I let out an embarrassed breathy moan at him doing the bare minimum and tried to close my legs to hidI was feeling, but before I could—Christian had grabbed my thigh to stop me from moving.
“Now why do you always get embarrassed that easily?” He breathed in my ear and moved his hand to thdress before he slowly hiked it up below my breasts so it could rest on my belly.
“You know, my mom can be here any minute—but I promised to take care of you and to embarrass you.”and pressed his finger against my clothed heat. “Wait, what this late?” I half moaned, but he ignored me hand up to my clit.
“Something about gender reveal bla bla, it’s between the two of you—but I really don’t want to focus onnow.”
I whimpered at his touch as he pressed against me even harder, and all I wanted him to do was to removI had waiting long enough. “What I do want to focus on is how we can fix this problem before she gets hsoaked.” He chuckled. If his plan was really to embarrass me, he was doing a good job.
“You look so peaceful when you don’t ask questions for once.” Christian moved his mouth to my neck asdesperate moan. He finally gave in to my desires and moved my underwear aside as his finger found myagainst him had tightened as I let out a moan and buried my head in his shoulders.
His hand moved up and down my slit, warmth coating as I gasped at the sensation. Only now had I realizneeded this and how frustrated I had been my entire pregnancy.
He gently placed two fingers on my throbbing core and started rubbing up and down my wet clit as I letmoan and ran my hand through his thick hair. “Do you like that?” He whispered in my ear and rubbed fado was breathe heavily while loud uncontrollable moans escaped my mouth.
He rubbed faster and faster—all which could be heard in the room were the sound of my wetness and thloud moans. Thank god Emmanuella was downstairs because I already felt embarrassed enough.
“Christian.” I moaned out his name and pulled him closer as I opened my legs a but more to give him mo“That’s right baby, come for me.” He whispered in my ear and that was all it took for me before I compleand bucked my hips against his fingers before I came undone.
I rested my head against his forehead and panted heavily as I tried to catch my breath while his hands mwaist. “Are you okay?” Christian smiled at me as I opened my eyes again. “Y-yes wow…I’m fine.” I gaspedhis eyes.
“If you don’t mind.” He smirked and darted a glance to the phone beside me. When I heard it go off I losurprise and wondered how I had even missed that sound. I had been so enchanted by Christian that I hablocked out everything but him. “Uh, yeah sure.” I stammered and let go of his arms.
“Hello?” He grabbed the phone while I stood up and pulled my dress straight as I tried to get over the efeeling I felt. Why was I even embarrassed? “Yes, got it—I’ll send her over,” Christian spoke and smirked hung up the phone.
“Nice timing, my mom is here—you should go see her.” He casually shrugged his shoulders and stared asmug smile on his face. “R-right.” I stuttered again and tried to take a step back, but almost lost my balaBefore I could trip Christian caught me in his arms and pulled me back on my feet.
“Are you…okay?” He chuckled with his hand still wrapped around my waist. “Yes, I’m…yes.” I awkwardly rtried to avoid his gaze. I already started falling for him even more than I already had and our intimate mome back to the night we had shared at the club.
“Good. You come to my room after you’re finished so we can continue.” He smiled and leaned in to presmy lips. “Are we together or not?” I took the opportunity to ask and held both sides of his cheeks so he c“Back again with the questions? Go, my mom is waiting—she doesn’t like waiting.” Christian complainedanother kiss against my lips.
“Christian?” I asked him with an annoyed look on my face, while he once again mocked me and imitated“Serena?”
“Christian?” I began to lose my patience. My eyes stared right into his and just the look on my face was ehim up. “Hmm…do you want to be?” He shrugged his shoulders.
“Yes?” I answered, thinking it might’ve been some sort of test. Was it really that easy?
“Okay, fine,” Christian spoke, while I was waiting for him to tell me that it was all a joke, but instead he dreally?”
“Yes, really.” He smiled and brushed my hair to the side. “You know this means you can’t fuck around witthat we’re exclusive?” I made clear to him while he nodded his head. “Okay.”
“Really? I don’t believe you—you’re being weird.” I stepped back and crossed my arms. “Serena, really. I you, that’s what you want to hear right?” He stepped forward and held my waist again.
“Yeah but I feel like I’m forcing you though.” I sighed. I told him I loved him and all he could say was thame to love him. He never said it back.
“Serena, listen to me.” Christian made sure to look at me in the eye. “I want to be with you, I want you hethe baby here. Don’t stress out over every little thing and for once just trust my words, I want to be with I felt my heart flutter and looked down. That was as much as a confession I would be getting out of him, enough to reassure me that I was not dreaming and that all of this was real.
“But I don’t want you to change—I still want you to be asshole Christian.” I pouted at the thought of himtreating me kindly. “Okay, good—because I don’t know how to be nice every day.” He sighed relieved. Tagain.
“You look like shit and your hair is a mess, but you should really go down and meet my mom because sh“Serena!” We heard a loud voice call out. Francesca’s could raise her volume so loud at times that it almoher voice had an echo.
“Yeah, because she doesn’t like waiting.” Christian finished his sentence. “Okay, then I shouldn’t make heand tried to pull my hair straight.
“What?” I asked when I heard Christian chuckle but he shook his head. “Nothing, you should really go no