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.

had been living. He had been living an entirely new life on his own. “I think they’re in the basement.” Dario spoke as he led us through the space.

do with this, and that’s it-I can’t tell you any more than that,” Dario answered.

the stairs, behind that door.” Dario pointed out, but Christian held me tightly and took a step back. “You go ahead and open it.” He shrugged. “It’s your house, so you

trap?” Dario sighed, annoyed. “Why would

the first time you lied to

Dario asked. “You lied to her multiple times, or are you too ignorant to see your own

and made his way down the stairs so he could open the door to the basement. “Beau, make sure Serena stays

and cold. The stains 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 walked past me to follow Christian. At least I was

Dario muttered, confused. “Serena. I-I didn’t know, I promise!”

Dario gave me a regretful look and ran after the others while I tried to release myself from Beau’s grip. “Let go of me!” I yelled at

Luca had also entered the basement, but unlike Johnny-Luca’s expression had not changed

listen to Christian. You don’t want 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

doing this. He never cared for his family, so all of this came naturally to him. The

in his steps and looked at me in shock. I know what you’re doing, we all know-so you can drop the act,” I spoke. “I won’t let you touch Christian. I

it.” Johnny interfered. “This is not the time

back at me with a

you to pick a

“Very well, then.” He chuckled as he pulled out his phone. “Then I might as well put an end

as he held the phone to his ears. I had expected him to deny my accusations, but he didn’t give a crap and saw it as an excellent

spoke, but it was too

played

as he got hit in the back of his head by his own brother. “I’m

the phone. “Luca,

my body just by hearing the voice. So that was Berto Lamberti. He sounded just as scary as described. Johnny held Luca in

him to end the call, but Johnny was in shock and could only focus on the phone.

replied. “Johnny, is that

hands and snatched the phone from his hands to end the call. “Get Christian and go.” Johnny gulped. “We have to leave, now!”

decision. He just did what he was

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

I spoke, surprised. He hit his own brother just to make sure that Christian would get out safe. “Go!”

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

view was pretty shocking. I could finally understand why Christian didn’t want me here. “E-Enzo?” I sighed after seeing his poor

unconscious, and his face

made our way over to Mare and Dario. “We have to leave, now!” Beau told Marc. “Luca

“Why aren’t

“Yes, I’m here with

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