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.

He had been living

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

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

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

wouldn’t be the first time you lied to

Dario asked. “You lied to her multiple times, or

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,

right direction. The only moment I could breathe was when Marc walked past me to follow Christian.

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

me a regretful look and ran after the others while I tried to release myself from Beau’s grip. “Let

but unlike Johnny-Luca’s expression had not changed a bit. He did not

to go there,” Luca told me, but he was the last person who was even allowed to speak to me. “You’re sick. Stay the hell away from

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 genuine reaction from

in shock. I know what you’re doing, we all know-so you

is not the time to do

with a startled look

pick a side-but you’ve already chosen

phone. “Then I might as well put an end

my accusations, but he didn’t give a crap and saw it as an excellent excuse to work against us. “I’m doing what I should’ve done

spoke, but it was too

your favorite son, Dario, played you, Christian is here and-”

to finish that sentence, he fell down to the floor as he got hit in the back of his head by his own brother. “I’m

voice yelled out through the phone. “Luca,

just as scary as described. Johnny held Luca in his arms as his

end the call, but Johnny was

“Johnny, is

own hands and snatched the phone from his hands to end the call. “Get Christian and go.” Johnny gulped.

making the right decision. He just did what he was supposed to do and remained loyal to

handle with him-so you go and get Christian so we can get the hell out of here before my dad gets

I spoke, surprised. He hit his own brother just to make sure that Christian would get out

me through the dark basement. “Do you think we can trust Johnny?” I asked Beau. “He hit his own brother. What more do you want?” Beau

while, we had finally reached the end of the basement, and the view was pretty shocking. I could finally understand why Christian didn’t want me here. “E-Enzo?” I sighed after seeing his

near unconscious, and his

but I did not see Christian. Beau and I made our way over to Mare and Dario.

you?” Enzo chuckled. “Why

“Yes, I’m here with you-stop talking.” I told him and held his hand in mine. “Where’s

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