His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 127

Serena, stay awake.

That was all I could think of throughout the entire meeting. It was all for me, so I was supposed to pay attention, but I could only think about my daughter.

I didn’t want to take a crying baby to a meeting, so I left her with my mom-but I missed her, and I was going insane. Was this how Christian felt? Was this what I had put him through?

“So what do you want, Serena?” I heard Dario’s voice in my ear. My eyes widened as I looked at everyone around the table. I was so unprofessional.

Would I be like one of those celebrities who pretended to care about charities?

Maybe school was the best option after all. I couldn’t sit still, and I could not interact with everyone. Christian knew it all along. Why was I even thinking about him?

Snap out of it. I told myself as I took a deep breath. “You’re in full control, come on-tell us what do you care about the most?” Dario chuckled while I mouthed a quick thank you.

Any other person would’ve been bothered by me, but not Dario. Behind all of that hatred for Christian, he was a nice guy who just wanted to help others. He didn’t push me around. He didn’t yell at me-he understood that it was all very new to me and offered his help. “My main goal is to start with the children in this neighborhood. I want them to be able to do whatever they want to do without having to worry about any support or money, so they don’t end up like me…” I spoke.

I wished for no one to end up like me. From a high school failure to a college dropout and it all started because of one thing, it all started because I never got the money or the opportunities to do as I pleased. Giving me away was already bad enough, but leaving me without a dime?

It didn’t matter whatever Beau said. The truth was that he never had it any worse than I did. At least Beau had a roof over his head while I had to deal with tons of family’s and worry about when they would kick me out again. He had Vince and Luis. I had no one.

Beau was so selfish.

I mentally gasped at my weird thoughts and took a breath. I was starting to sound a lot like Matteo. He was my twin brother. It was not alright to think about him that way.

“I like your idea. It’s a smart thing to use your own struggles with this sob story!” One of the men spoke while Dario immediately reached for my hand. If he thought I was planning on beating up this random man, then he was absolutely right.

My life was not a game. It was real, and so was the suffering. It wasn’t a sob story. It was all real.

I looked down at Dario’s hand and smiled at his kind gesture. I didn’t have to tell him I was pissed. He could sense it. He was good at observing others and noticed things really quickly.

“Don’t worry. This is just what those people are like.” Dario told me after the meeting was over. I thought people like them were supposed to be good people, but they weren’t. “They’re really nice if you’ll give them a chance, smart with the brains but a bit stupid with words.”

“Well, I have neither, so I’ll manage.” I sighed. The house was empty, and it was just the two of us-but it was fine by me. I wasn’t scared of him, and I didn’t felt threatened by him.

“I guess it’s time for me to leave then.” I spoke as I got up from the chair, but before I could take another step. Dario wrapped his arm around my wrist. “Please don’t. let me make you lunch.”

“Lunch”” Browned my eyebrows. I wanted to get back to Siena, but the idea of food sounded really lovely and was exactly what I needed “Yes I make the best bargers

“Then I’m staying 1 love burgers” I chuckled. Dario grabbed my hand and pulled me to the sofa. “Good Just sit down and make yourself at home”

handed me a plate Christian used to make me

good!” I spoke with my mouth full “I told you I was good” Dario smiled. He leaned forward to wipe

but just being in his presence made me feel

sighed and lowered his head. Did I ask the

dad taught me how to cook when

remembered, his dad didn’t really seem like a World Class chef. “Yes” Dario chuckled. “Anyway, I’m

agreed. “We work together anyway, so you might as well make

was always that little piece of me that couldn’t forget about what he had done to Christian. It was true that Christian gave him a black eye, but I

asked. “Why do

I clarified. It wasn’t my intention to bring down the mood, but I was

me to ask that question, and neither did 1-but I wanted to get along with the both of them. “Do you

Was he serious?

me with his assistant, you cringe whenever I mention him, he punched you, and you didn’t

the-

a point. He was not forcing me to

I’m helping you because I genuinely like you. I like your energy, and it feels nice being with you, yes I hate Christian, but that’s between him

like us working together-but if you mess with him, you mess with me,” I told him: One day ago. I wouldn’t care, but now that Christian and I were friends, I did

like the way you stick up for him.

“Yes, I know.”

home?” Dario asked. The whole point of me being here was so I did not have to talk about my home situation. “Not good.” I sighed. “It sometimes feels like everyone actually hates each other.

of the Isobel thing?” Dario asked while I nodded my head. From the video to Isobel, it seemed like the Alfonzo’s were the talk in town. The only thing Beau and I caused

sorry. If only

all of us, and he had been like that from the beginning. He didn’t want to have dinner with us. He didn’t want to go anywhere with us-he did not interact with our siblings, which made me feel bad. “Sometimes, I think my brother is only holding on for me. He didn’t even hurt Christian because I asked him to. I don’t want to be happy if Beau is

asked, startled. “Is he

told you at the hospital, the only time he smiled wast when he was with Isobel. He doesn’t even smile like that with me, and I don’t

Dario sighed. “Serena, I

okay, you can’t do anything about it, and it’s not your fault,” I spoke. “But still, you must be having a hard time, and I don’t like that. I like you

sighed. There was nothing for me to smile about, but I didn’t want to ruin everyone’s day with my personal issues. “I should go. I really miss Siena.”

her around,” Dario smiled. That was really nice of him, but

his arms. “Sure, why not.” I smiled as I pulled him in a friendly hug. There was nothing. No flushed cheeks, no beating heart-nothing. That

me before I left. I couldn’t wait to get back home, and all I wanted was to hold. my daughter. I still couldn’t believe that I tried to remove that happiness from Christian only because he hurt me. That was stupid

it was not as I expected. This was not what I wanted for Siena, so I was determined

the house. She couldn’t talk yet, she couldn’t even crawl-she couldn’t really do much, but I was okay with it. Holding her in

the kitchen and immediately made my way over. “Mom, what’s so funny? Why is she laughing?” I asked. The word, mom, used to be

I laughed, surprised. “Are you

and I ended up getting along, while my other brothers’ bond was the complete opposite. It turned out she was the most normal

I also didn’t know, but since

Siena, and I didn’t even want to ask because I didn’t want to be a bad mom. I