His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 174

“Serena.”

I yawned and slowly opened my eyes, only to find myself in bed. “What, how did I ended up here?” I asked, exhausted.

“Oh my god, Siena!” I suddenly called out as I sat up straight, Christian pulled me back and laughed at me while I wondered what I had been doing for the entire night instead of taking care of the baby. “Siena is fine, crazy.”

“Huh?”

“You fell asleep yesterday, remember?” Christian freshened up my memories. I sat still for a moment so I could come to my senses. “You drank a lot, so I had to carry you upstairs and take care of you, like always” “Oh yeah, that’s right,” I spoke, embarrassed as some flashbacks from last night went through my head.

“Yes, and you were very heavy” Christian smirked. I gasped in surprise and hit his chest as i denied his accusations. “No, I’m not!” I told him. “Stop lying!”

Couldn’t he be nice for once?

Christian let out a laugh and protected himself before he held down my hands. “You need to get ready. He smiled.

I reached for my phone and laughed at Christian’s silliness. “It’s five in the morning. Please tell me you’re kidding?”

“No? I’m serious,” Christian told me as if I was crazy. I took a good look at him and noticed how he was fully dressed. It was crazy how early he got up, but that was typically Christian. The only annoying thing was that he expected me to do the same.

“I think it’s better to tell your grandpa everything when Dario gets there, right?” I tried convincing him, but all he did was roll his eyes. “He wanted me to be there early, so I should at least be there to calm him down, right?”

“Y-yes, yes, sorry.” I apologized. It was a bit selfish on my part, and I was the one who told him I wanted to be more involved.

“You go and get ready. I have some…stuff to take care of Christian gulped. He was about to leave, but I held his wrist and gave him a hopeless look. “Please don’t tell me you’re checking up on her again.”

Christian closed his eyes and let out an annoyed breath while he released his wrist from my grip. “Serena, we already had this conversation. I’m responsible for her, so I won’t abandon her until I know she’s okay.”

“I’ve had it with you and your unlogical ways.” I scoffed, annoyed. “Enzo can walk again, so can Gina. He’s even going outside nowadays-so can Gina!” I snapped at him. “She can walk from the bathroom to the -bed, so she can walk from the room to a fucking taxi and go home!”

“Yes, I don’t have time for this.” Christian sighed as he walked towards the door. “Hello?” I called out. “So you’re just going to ignore me again?”

I grabbed the first thing I could find and threw a plastic bottle at his head, but he was already out the door before it could hit him. The two of us getting along was just for a little while. “Asshole,”

My angry thoughts got interrupted by the sound of my phone, and I grew a big smile on my lips as I read Dario’s name and a good-morning text. At least someone was willing to talk to me.

My hands moved towards his number, and I was hesitating whether to call him or not, but I could not stop myself and ended up dialing him anyway.

“Serena?” Dario spoke, surprised. “You left me hanging yesterday, so I’m surprised to hear from you.”

My cheeks were flushed as I thought about his message from yesterday. Was that heart emoji necessary? He didn’t even address it, so perhaps it was a friendly heart after all.

I left.” I sighed. “Long story short, Christian did what you told me he would do, and he saw your

my dad?”

even fainted and even I feel

out a laugh before I was hit with complete silence. “Dario?” I called out his name. “Yes,

The Lamberti’s obviously traumatized him the same way they had done to me, so I knew perfectly well how he felt. The only difference was

nervous. Franco and Lucio are really excited to meet you-and the Lamberti’s are okay.” I reassured him. “You’re funny,

the sudden compliments and mentally smacked myself while Dario’s laughed. “You clearly have a lot to

through the phone and wondered if he even knew what he was doing. Was it even his

good friend and someone I liked listening to, so maybe he could give me some advice about

has been staying at our house because Christian claims he doesn’t want her to be traumatized, but she seems alright to me!” I told him. “She

went through a lot, Serena.” Dario interrupted me. “He’s right. Stuff like that can be traumatizing. I’m sure he has his reasons for

as if my heart had shattered into pieces as I expected for Dario to at least get my point, but it seemed like even he was unable

be there.” He spoke to my surprise. My eyes widened as I took in Dario’s words. “I’m sure Christian can find her some professional help and send her back home. There’s no reason for her

what I told him!”

do I do?”

you throw her out!” He advised me. “She

I had to deal with the situation myself, and I didn’t need Christian’s permission to do that. This was also my house, but surprisingly

fall into his old

you.” I smiled

sighed. “How are you going to take care of a baby if you’re not even fully awake yourself?”

my exact

Taking care of Siena wasn’t easy, and even though Carmen was here, Siena wasn’t her

in the middle of the night to take care of Siena, but waking up early had always been part of

my cousin’s bad side.” Dario laughed. “He’s surprisingly nice, and I wouldn’t

risk that.”

right now?” I asked in a teasing tone. I mean, you’re

conversation.” Dario spoke. And you’re the one who called

look at the blush on my face. He wasn’t wrong. I was the one who called him. “Listen, I have to go, and I’ll see you later, okay?” I

if he could see right through the phone. My

hurry

look in the mirror and let out a surprised gasp. “Why am I blushing?”

my makeup in the hopes of killing some time. I was ready to get out of the house and didn’t want to deal with Christian’s mood swings. He would at least treat me like he loved me whenever there were other people around.

embarrassed as I looked at the final result of my dress-up party and wondered who I was doing it all for. Dress, heels, makeup,

his hands. I

out a scoff.

don’t want to argue with you.” I mimicked his usual tone and waited for him to say something, but this time that

honest and to tell you whenever you’re

yell at me, you just keep on going and expect me to accept it,” Christian spoke. “I’ve never thrown a bottle or