His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 112

“Is it really okay for me to visit him?” Dario asked. “I’m not that good with dead bodies.”

“Hey, watch your words!” I scolded him. He almost sounded like Matteo. “Vince is not dead. He can probably hear us too-so watch your words around him.”

“Got it, I’m sorry,” Dario spoke. “You’re scary when you’re angry, but I like angry women-it turns me on.” He smirked as we walked into the elevator.

“Of course it does,” I smirked back. Dario shamelessly flirting with me despite knowing I had a fiance took a lot of courage, that was for sure. He leaned his hand against the wall and stared at me while I looked the other way and tried to avoid his gaze.

“It looks like Siena loves your rose!” I changed the subject and pointed to Siena, who had put the toy into her mouth. “It appears so.” Dario spoke and kept his eyes on me.

“Look, we’re here.” I smiled, relieved, and pushed the stroller out of the elevator. Serena, you’re not Christian, I told myself over and over again. My awkwardness was not because I felt uncomfortable, but it was because I felt at ease. I felt too comfortable, while I shouldn’t.

“Isn’t that your brother?” Dario asked and pointed ahead. “It is,” I spoke, but my eyes moved to the person walking next to him, Isobel. Beau seemed happy, and so did she. They were laughing with each other and appeared to be having a good time.

“Why are they holding hands? Didn’t she try to get you and the baby killed?” Dario shrugged his shoulders. That was the exact thing Matteo meant by Beau embarrassing the family, but it was not a big deal to me. Yes, people would start talking-and no, I still wasn’t that fond of Isobel, but if she made him. happy, there was nothing I could do.

“Dario, do you know how many times in a week I see my brother smile?” I asked him as he shook his head. “Never, he never smiles. He’s so tensed and done with the world, to the point I sometimes call him late at night, just to check whether he’s still alive-and I barely see him like this.” I told him.

“So you tell me what’s more important. The past or my brother’s future?”

Dario smiled and ruffled his hand through my hair. “I think we can all learn a lot from you. You’re smart, intelligent…hot.”

“Thanks for the compliment, I think you’re right.” I laughed.

“Serena?” Beau spoke, surprised. I looked down at Beau and Isobel’s hand, which he immediately released before he put some space in between them. “So much for bringing Luis to school.” I laughed and walked closer to hug him.

“Yes, I had nothing to do-so I visited Vince, and uh…what are the two of you doing together?” He asked and looked from me to Dario. “No, what are the two of you doing together?” I smiled and looked at Isobel.

“Nothing, we just happened to be at the same place,” Beau spoke as if he was trying to hide the truth, while poor Isobel just stood there with an uncomfortable look on her face. She always had a lot to say, but lately she didn’t. The overconfident brat I met had disappeared entirely and changed into a shy person.

What else could she do when she looked right at the woman and the baby she tried to get killed?

“Let me introduce myself. I’m Dario Orlando-nice to meet you.” Dario broke the awkward silence and patted Beau on his shoulder. “I’ve heard a lot about you.” Beau patted him back before his eyes traveled to

He spoke while I looked down, embarrassed. Not the entire universe had to know about my relationship problems. “And you must be Isobel Sala.” Dario saved me for the second time

disowned and all.” Dario laughed at his own joke while Beau glared at

my delivery. “Yes, I know-you

me that story. Is that why you don’t want any babies with me?” He commented while I tried my best to ignore him. “Babies?” Beau chuckled and looked at me for an explanation. “Beau, you should say goodbye to your

and had a one-sided. conversation with Beau while Dario stared at the two them.

before he focused his attention on me.

nodded my head and rushed past him. This whole conversation was awkward enough. “Bye, Isobel!” I called out as I turned my head to look at her one last time.

mouth, and now she can’t even greet you, won’t you look at that?” Dario snickered. “Well, she tried to get us killed-so.” I raised my eyebrows. Dario laughed and held up his hands in defense.

of Beau in the first place, and Isobel being in the picture only made it worse. I said. whatever I had to say to Matteo, but this was as far as I would go, and I

do when all of you are on a self-destruct mission,” Dario muttered

his weird comment and focused on the closed door in front of us. Seeing Vince was always a hard thing to do, and I had never done it without Christian. We were both having a hard

space. My eyes moved to Vince, who was still in the same state, and if I didn’t know any better, I would’ve thought he was

much, he was able to breathe on his own. “Come on, wash your hands.” I nudged Dario and pulled

I moved Siena’s stroller to a corner and sat down next to Vince with Dario on the other

is, but he never likes to be alone.” I smiled as I remembered not only the time we

strangers to join them at

I think that’s the reason why I like you so much.” I confessed, I missed. Vince’s positivity, and after he turned against me I had to learn how

you have any romantic feelings for him?” Dario asked. I laughed at his stupid question. Feelings?

and told me he liked me, while I could never do the same. “He’s my best

not the same.” Dario scoffed. “No disrespect, but we’re not

pulled out a bible to do a prayer for Vince, while Dario looked at me as if I was crazy. “You carry that

heart, we can all blame Enzo and Isobel, but he wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for me-so do you mind?” I asked, annoyed. “No,

while he led the prayer. Dario was different from anyone else I ever met. He was kind, handsome,

your head together, Serena. You can’t do this.

like him. I could not coach Christian about not being loyal while

asked. I felt so embarrassed to admit it, but I didn’t. I

as he went into deep thoughts. “You seem like a person who wants to make the world a better place. I haven’t known you for

would go to be a good example, so I

to school doesn’t make you a good person. Listen, we can’t call a school bully a good example for finishing school. That’s not how it works.” Dario

was so different from Christian, who I always had to beg for some advice. “I heard you made Christian donate millions

you went through a lot in the past. How about starting your own charity to prevent stuff like that from happening to other children?” Dario suggested. It all sounded very nice, but there was only one problem. “I don’t know anything about that

help you. You’re an Alfonzo, so you’re influential, rich, and powerful, don’t waste your time at school, and don’t miss out on spending time with your daughter.” Dario advised. For some

of Christian, who could only say I didn’t have to go if I didn’t want

him to Christian, I told myself and took a deep breath. There was no point in comparing because there was no competition.