His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 110

Christian

“Who is there?” Lucio asked after hearing three knocks on the door. “It’s your favorite son!” Christian called out.

Lucio smiled and sat up straight. “Gio? Come in!” He joked. Christian rolled his eyes and opened the door to enter the bedroom. “No, it’s Enzo.” He chuckled. After hearing his son’s name, the look on Lucio’s face had changed. “Then you can go again.” He spoke.

Christian sighed and walked over to the bed to hold his father’s hand. “I know you miss him a lot.”

“I don’t.” Lucio growled. “I won’t forgive him, over my dead body.”

The sound of those words was a nightmare to Christian. He did not wished to see his dad stressed and wanted him to make up with Enzo, but he also didn’t want a repeat of what happened at the Garcia’s

estate.

“Where are Serena and Siena? Are they sick of me already?” Lucio chuckled. Christian smiled back and shook his head. “I decided to come clean about my mistakes after all, so now we’re on a ‘break’ whatever that’s supposed to mean.”

“Oh?” Lucio furrowed his eyebrows. “But she’s still wearing her ring, right?”

Christian smiled and thought of Serena and how thoughtful she was. She was still pissed, but she did not want to worry Lucio-so she asked for her ring back. “Yes, she’s still wearing it-she’s just pissed, and she wants to poke me in my eyes, but you don’t have to worry. She’ll be home next week.”

“She left home?” Lucio sighed. Christian did not want to burden his dad with this news, but the thought of Christian losing Serena bothered Lucio. “How are you taking it? Please tell me you’re keeping it together?” Lucio worried.

He knew all too well about Christian’s lousy habit and was not in the mood for a relapse. “Dad, I told you I’m done drinking and smoking. I have Siena now, so I have to find another way to deal with my crap. Whether I like it or not.”

Lucio nodded his head and ruffled Christian’s hair the same way he did when he was younger. “What are you doing?” Christian laughed as he pushed away his hand.

“I hadn’t done that in years, I felt the need to do that at least one time before-”

“Dad, don’t do that.” Christian took a deep breath. “Don’t say stuff like that. I can’t take it when you say stuff like that. Please don’t!”

say stuff like that, then I won’t

with a satisfied smile on his face. He was worried for a while and thought Christian was going down the wrong path-but everything

Christian was weak and would fail, but Lucio jumped on every opportunity to defend him. He did not mind him being soft. As long as he had his life together, he did not care. “Did you bring your laptop?” Lucio

“The bed you and mom made

school again. This is ridiculous. I’m prepared-I’ve always been prepared.” Christian rolled his eyes. “I know, but I want to do this so I can go in

He didn’t like the sound of Lucio dying and did not want to talk about it. It was not like in the beginning and a lot had changed. Lucio became skinnier and sicker by the day. Even though all of the Lamberti’s knew the truth-the other families did not, and it would only be a matter of time. Hiding

through everything he had ever taught his son, and he would do it again and again until he did not have the power to speak anymore. “The

to hear it-but after I’m gone, you will hear of uncles and cousins who were side-eyeing us and waiting for an opportunity. It’s not theirs, it’s yours-but grandpa will help you.” Lucio promised. “Your grandfather chose you, so he will help

but also Franco did not want

promise-and after that, I’ll give everything to Siena.” Christian nodded his head. His drive to continue the Lamberti businesses came

it was one of his dad’s biggest wishes-but he also knew he brought it

He had a choice to tell Serena the truth, but he also had a choice to spare Lucio-and even though he loved Serena, his first choice would’ve always been Lucio. Serena will survive, he will not, Christian thought. “So, what are your plans for today?” Lucio

got the hint and knew Lucio wanted him to leave. Lucio was embarrassed by his health and didn’t want anyone to see him like this, but Christian didn’t care. “I’ll give you your yogurt and your medicine, and after that, I’ll get out of your hair.” Christian smiled

not an infant. I’m your father.” Lucio growled while Christian laughed. He had not closed an eye since yesterday and missed taking care of Siena-but being able to take care of his dad made him happy. Taking care

angry look on Lucio’s face and fed him his yogurt. “I love you

how to handle love. It was an unknown feeling to him-but after Serena and Siena came into his

him from talking. “It’s true. The only time I spend with you was to deal with our enemies. When you were younger, you cried, begged me to show them mercy-asked yourself why your dad was such a

father, I would.”

wouldn’t want another dad, even if I were born in the next life, I would still want to be a Lamberti, now eat!” Christian spoke as he shove the spoon into Lucio’s mouth. “You can go and sleep. You don’t have to be awake for me.” Christian reassured him after he was

rested his hand on Lucio’s forehead. His worst nightmare was for his dad to close his eyes for

eyes, Lucio fell into a fit of coughing and grasped for his throat, while Christian immediately reached for a cup of water. “You’re okay.

sat back to watch his dad for several hours. He did not know for how long, and he did not care, but

came in to drag him out and he kissed his father’s head to

asked as he joined his mom at the kitchen table. “I don’t want them to end things like

his mom’s eyes, but he couldn’t feel bad-he could only admire her. He knew Lucio was in good hands, and he knew his mom would be taking care of him until his

said how Cecsa never cared for anything other than her handbags and that she did not truly love Lucio, but just like Lucio, Christian knew it was a lie. There was no one

my granddaughter doing?” Cesca smiled. “Good, she’s fine.” Christian sighed. All he wanted was to take care of Siena, but he couldn’t. He could still not understand how a four-month-old baby could change his life, but