His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 157

“Christian,” Luca spoke and placed his hand on his shoulders to stop him from entering “Don’t trust him. I’m sure it’s a trap!”

Marc and Johnny took a step forward, but Christian raised his hand to stop them and looked at Dario who rolled his eyes. Christian’s eyes moved to mine, and I gave him a slight nod. “You can trust him”

“Beau, come here.” Christian requested. Beau took several steps forward and made his way to Christian. “Beau, you tell me-are these the eyes of a man who’s planning to betray us?”

Dario chuckled and stared straight into Beau’s eyes. “No, I can’t see it.” Beau decided. If there was anyone Christian trusted nowadays, it had to be Beau. “Johnny?” Dario spoke as Johnny turned away.

“We might have the same father, but you’re still my brother, and I don’t want to see you get hurt. You can trust me this ti—”

“We’re not brothers.” Johnny spat. “We don’t have the same mom, and dad isn’t even fond of me, so cut that crap. We are not brothers.”

Johnny’s issues turned out to be a bit more than just his dad being alive, but the way he handled it, wasn’t working out for anyone. “I don’t know the code to the vault,” Dario admitted. “Come on. I’ll bring you upstairs-we don’t have much time.”

Dario walked in first as we all followed closely behind him while he led us to the office. “I know this code. It’s my birthdate.” Christian spoke while Dario shrugged his shoulders. “Not my idea.”

I looked back at Luca, who had a tense look on his face which was probably due to his plan being a complete failure. It was once again the Lamberti’s being a pain in the ass because Beau and Marc supported every decision, even if they disagreed with it.

The moment the office door opened, Christian pushed Dario aside and sped to the vault. “Don’t bother knocking, yelling, or whatever you plan on doing-they can’t hear you, and it’s well protected,” Dario spoke.

“So, how do we open this?” Christian asked. It was a surprise to see how calm he remained because I was so convinced he would’ve beat up Dario-but it was the complete opposite. “There’s this code,” Dario explained to Christian as he pointed out the security system on the vault.

“You know my dad likes riddles, but he never told me the code-he won’t tell me unless I’ll find out myself

“Move.” Beau interrupted him and pushed him aside. “Your dad recommended Christian birth date as the code because he doesn’t want anything to do with him.” He spoke as he looked at Christian.

“That means this code is probably for Johnny because he doesn’t want anything to do with him,” Beau concluded. “That’s not true!” Luca immediately called out while Johnny had an offended look on his face. but Christian wasted no time and typed in Johnny’s date of birth.

A few seconds felt like minutes as we waited for the security system to show us a green light, which it surprisingly did. “Thanks, Beau. I don’t know what to do without you.” Christian padded him on the shoulder.

Christian wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer while both Beau and Dario reached out to grab my hand. “Guys?” I chuckled, confused. “I’m sorry,” Beau apologized and took a step back, but Dario wouldn’t take no for an answer.

“She’s mine, so I’ll take care of her.” Christian told him.

“Stay next to me.” He demanded and glared at Dario, who stared at the two of us. “Come on, start walking.” Christian told him.

house on its own and proved just how comfortable Berto had been living. He had been living an entirely new life on his own. “I think they’re in the

how long has your dad been living here?” Marc asked. “I’m going to help my cousin and an innocent girl who has nothing to do with this, and that’s it-I can’t tell you any

stairs, behind that door.” Dario pointed out, but Christian held me tightly and took a step back.

this is a trap?” Dario sighed, annoyed. “Why would I put Serena

spoke. “It wouldn’t be the first time you lied to

to her multiple times, or are you too ignorant to

so he could open the door to the basement. “Beau, make sure Serena stays here!” He instructed him. I ignored his words. and ran after him, but before I could take another step, Beau

of blood on the concrete floor were more than enough for us to realize that Dario led us in the right direction. The only moment I could breathe was when Marc

of this?” Dario muttered, confused. “Serena. I-I

get information out of them. Dario gave me a regretful look and ran after the others while I tried to release myself from Beau’s grip. “Let go of

entered the basement, but unlike Johnny-Luca’s

he was the last person who was even allowed to speak to me. “You’re sick. Stay the hell away from me!”

family, so all of this came naturally to him. The biggedt difference between him and Dario was that I didn’t see one bit of regret in his eyes, while I could feel a

know what you’re doing, we all know-so you can drop

is not the time to do this. Please

back at me with a startled look on his

time for you to pick a

at me. “Very well, then.” He chuckled as he pulled out his phone. “Then I might

give a crap and saw it as an excellent excuse to work against us. “I’m doing what I should’ve done from the start. I’m calling my

it was too

Dario, played you,

the time to finish that sentence, he fell down to the floor as he got hit in the back of

yelled out through the phone. “Luca,

hearing the voice. So that was Berto Lamberti. He sounded just as scary as described. Johnny held Luca in his arms as his face went pale. He grabbed the phone from the ground and

our heads, begging him to end the call, but Johnny was in

“Johnny, is that

again, but this time Beau took matters into his own hands and snatched the phone from his hands to end the call. “Get Christian and go.” Johnny gulped. “We have to leave,

decision. He just did what he was supposed to do and remained loyal to Christian. Despite hearing his dad’s voice, he remained loyal to Christian.

we can get the hell out of here before my

make sure that Christian would get

my hand and pulled me through the dark basement. “Do you think we can trust Johnny?” I asked Beau. “He hit his

was pretty shocking. I could finally understand why

unconscious, and his

and I made our way over to Mare and Dario. “We have to leave, now!” Beau told Marc. “Luca betrayed us. Johnny took care of

Enzo chuckled. “Why aren’t your cheeks fat anymore?”

still capable of joking around. “Yes, I’m here with

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