Hey everyone, HIS PROMISE IS BACK!♥️ I had to take a break due to some health complications, but I’m back and ready to update. Thank you for waiting♥️ I accidentally published the wrong chapter of a different story, but it's fixed, so if you haven't read chapter 2.123 (funeral chapter) please do so!
Christian “This meeting didn’t go anywhere,” Christian spoke, frustrated. Dario shrugged. “We knew it wouldn’t.” He agreed. After a discussion that lasted about a week, the two and Franco had decided to give the remaining Lamberti’s a heads up about Berto’s reappearance. “Do you think they’re on o
“And I won’t do it again,” Christian stated. “Fabio Garcia was too easy, too predictable…Berto, on the other hand.” Berto’s interest in Serena was what had scared him the most. Christian had quickly realized that his uncle was an unpredictable demon who was capable of doing anything—including blowi
“It’s almost ridiculous how you manage to take good pictures of yourself but bad pictures of your daughter,” Isobel commented. “It’s a bit selfish, don’t you think?” We were in my room. During the past two days at my parents' house, she was nice enough to keep me company. Just like Christian, Beau
“Sleeping? This early?” He worried. “What will you do if she won’t be able to sleep tonight?” As expected, this was nothing more than Christian being Christian. He was always stressing himself out over stuff which wasn’t that big of a deal. “I’ll figure it out. I’m her mom!” I spoke sarcastically.
Christian “What does the letter say?” All eyes were on Christian as he read the letter which came from his uncle. Nearing the end of the meeting, a letter had been delivered. “It says he wants us to sign over all the businesses, and if not…we should prepare ourselves,” Christian informed. It was
“Not today.” “What?” Dario spoke, startled. Although Christian could appreciate his work ethic, he also knew when enough was enough. After hearing Serena’s words over the phone yesterday, Christian had a clear wake-up call. There was no reason for him not to visit her or his dad. If he could find
“So, what should I do?” I squeezed Vince’s hand. It wasn’t as if he could hear my rant, but it was nice to talk to someone who couldn’t go against me. Even if he were awake, he would still not go against me.“If only you were here to answer.” Carmen’s joke about me being pregnant wasn’t too far fro
“Uh…” “I’m pretty sure he has a crush on her.” Christian took over. “This one is one-sided, though…I hope.” This one is one-sided? What’s up with that comment? Dario and I kept quiet, while Christian did not seem to realize the impact of his words. I told him already that I wasn’t into Dario, and
Hey everyone,This is the end of Christian and Serena’s story. Thanks for following me on this journey, and please know I’m grateful for all of you.I remember freaking out over reaching 10K views, and somehow we ended up here. (!?) (Hopefully, more to come.)As I’m still new to this publishing styl
“Oh, right.” Stella clapped her hands when the girl finally released a loud cough. “I would like to introduce you to Oscar Morales’ daughter, Aria.” The Morales’ They were new in the city and led by Oscar Morales with the help of his mysterious only daughter, who I had never seen before. Today was
“Out and about.” I sighed, exhausted. “Drunk.” “Where’s your ex-fiancee?” Vince chortled, nudging Beau’s shoulder, and a sigh escaped from my brother’s lips. Not surprisingly, the relationship and engagement between my brother and Isobel didn’t last. All it took for him to break her heart was one
The children ran to their grandma and grabbed her hand. Besides Christian, the kids also listened to their grandma. Who wouldn’t? Cesca could be really scary if she wanted to. “The two of you should hurry as well. We’re all waiting!” “We’ll be there soon. Don’t worry.” Christian nagged his mom, kin
Three Years Later I squeezed the ball gown dress around my body, desperate to see my little bump. Promising to get married within three years while not being pregnant was a stupid thing to do. Especially when I had a husband who was a bit too obsessed with expanding our family as if a three-year-o
“What do you have to say?” I leaned against the railing. Christian reached for something behind his back and showed me a small red box while I was still confused about what was happening. Was he going to propose to me…again? He opened the box, revealing a rose gold diamond ring that suited my tast
“Right!” The woman agreed. “He can’t even take a compliment without doing that weird thing with his—“ “Eyes!” I finished her sentence, laughing. “The blinking thing?” “Yes!” “Wait—how do you know Dario?” The thought had suddenly occurred to me. By the looks of it, she knew him very well. A bit to
Hours had passed, but Christian had yet to move a muscle. Many had either left the graveside in tears or had stepped out to take a breather, but not Christian. “It’s okay to cry, Christian.” I wrapped my arm around him, leaning into his chest. “If you want to yell, bawl—punch someone…I’m here.” I s
“Thank you.” Cesca’s lips trembled in fear at the new nickname I had made up for her. “I appreciate that.” “Now that I know your mother will be in good hands, I can finally be at peace.” Lucio let out a heavy breath. “This is the happiest I’ve been in a while.” Those were the exact words he had sp