His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 177

Dario opened up about his childhood and, of course, let out the part about Berto because of Lucio’s

presence.

He shared everything about his mother, whose family abandoned her because they thought she was crazy, how she raised him all by himself and how Mauro dropped his entire life to take care of Dario because no one else wanted to.

Throughout the entire story, Franco had a guilty look on his face, and I could tell that he was embarrassed by his actions. “Words will not be enough to apologize, but I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me,” Franco spoke.

Dario placed his hand on top of Franco’s and gave him a nod. “I know my mom…could be a bit much, and I know you did whatever you thought was necessary, but I want you to know that I’m nothing like my mom.” Dario suddenly spoke.

It seemed like his uncle finally had a good talk with him and told him the truth about his mom, who was so hungry for power. “I miss her a lot, and she’s still my mother-but I understand now.” Dario smiled while he looked at Franco and Lucio. “And I forgive you, all of you.”

“And you.” Dario chuckled. Christian looked up with a concerned look in his eyes and anticipated Dario’s words. “I’m sorry for everything.” Dario apologized.

“I’m sorry for getting under your skin, provoking you, trying to ruin this family…my family,” Dario spoke. “It’s still so much to get used to.”

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it.” Christian showed him a smile. He seemed sincere, but the idea of him being kind to Dario was strange and even scary. “And you,” Dario smiled at me.

Don’t blush, don’t blush.

I held in my breath and prayed he wouldn’t say anything stupid, which would make me fall from my chair. “I want you to know that I never used you, and I genuinely consider you to be my good friend. I like working with you, and I hope we can continue to work together…but under the Lamberti name this time.” Dario spoke. I was not too fond of everyone’s eyes staring at me, so I lowered my gaze and nodded my head while I wished for him to end the conversation.

“I’m sorry about…everything.” He spoke one more time. I knew what he meant by that and had a feeling he was talking about pushing Christian to swear at my family, telling me about Gina, spreading the video, trying to sabotage Beau, and so much more.

“It’s okay,” I spoke as I finally found the courage to look into his eyes. “I forgive you,”

“That’s good.” Dario smiled. It was time for him to break eye-contact, but he didn’t. “Of course, the two of you should work under the Lamberti name. You are both family!” Lucio luckily interrupted us.

He spoke a bit too loudly and let out several coughs. Christian immediately jumped up and stood by his -side to give him water while everyone else was full of worries. “That’s enough, dad. You need to rest before

everyone gets here-come on!”

“I’m fine. It’s nothing!” Lucio laughed. Lucio was so good at putting up a front that it was hard to believe sometimes that this man only had weeks left. He wasn’t thinking about himself, but he was always thinking about others.

“Uncle.” Dario smiled. He stepped closer and grabbed both of his hands. “I would really appreciate it if

take a nap…for

suddenly agreed. “If you want me to take a nap, I’ll

throat as he stepped closer. “I’ll take him,” He smiled. Lucio let out an impressed laugh and leaned back

as Mauro pushed him out of the room. “I don’t know where he got the energy from.” Dario chuckled. Franco gave him a warm smile and stood up to give him another hug. “From you, of course, he’s not even like that

Franco’s choice of words and turned my head to look at Christian, but he did not react. He

to tell you the full truth, grandpa.” Christian finally spoke, while Franco already

Berto had been the

Berto.” He gasped, surprised, and just like that, hope he had left to reunite with his son had shattered.

a lot.” Franco sighed. “I’m so sorry I couldn’t be here for you.”

chuckled. “I’m alive, and I

We want her

answered. I felt uncomfortable just by thinking about her and felt even worse knowin kicked her out, but I wouldn’t allow

for a split second and watched as Christian gave him a surprised look. “Is she? We hadn’t discussed

Enzo

he knew, he heard me yell and so did the nurses.

to do that, and I

best, considering all the shit

spoke. “I don’t think she was in any

discuss.” I reminded Christian. Gina was old news and Berto would not touch my daughter’s money. Over my dead body. “Yes, grandpa.” Christian began.

Franco’s eyes got big as he stared at all of us with a startled look

deep breath before he grabbed Franco’s hand to give him the news. “The money uncle

we were her parents, and we couldn’t

questions about the warehouse, and I know that’s where you’ve

and closed his eyes. “He’s after the money?” Franco breathed. “So you mean to tell me that after all

way towards Franco and placed his hand on his back

held Dario’s hands. “What is he planning on doing with the money? Tell me!” He desperately

business from existence,” Dario told him. “The first instruction he gave me when we got here was to drive all of you crazy-so he could look for the money, and he succeeded.” Dario shared. “He didn’t tell me much about it, but all I know

is at the warehouse, but I

you must have an idea of where it is, right?” Christian

spoke. He reached to grab something from his pocket and pulled out a picture. “Wow, grandpa, you’re prepared!” Enzo

picture down on the table while everyone made their way around it. “I know exactly where the money is. The money is

time?” Enzo Co. ed. “Why do I suddenly

Christian asked. “How do we get

the key. The key is in the warehouse-but I have no idea where.” He explained. “But my late friend who hid it for me was a reasonable

blow up the fucking place. Both the warehouse and the club.” Christian spoke, irritated. The idea of

pictures. “Sir!” A man spoke as he popped his head through