His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 208

“Siena, are you excited to see grandpa?” Christian kissed her check. It was one day before the family shoot, and I had somehow managed to push Christian to talk about Dario’s position with Franco.

“Please behave normally around my dad.” Christian requested. “What do you mean?”

“I mean that you do this weird thing with your eyes, and you’re a terrible liar-so please, control yourself.”

I laughed at Christian’s honest words and gave him a nudge against his shoulder. I knew I was a bad actress, but that was okay-I couldn’t do everything. “It’s hard being nice, isn’t it?”

“I’m sorry

for speaking the truth.” Christian chuckled. “And don’t push me when I’m holding the baby.”

“And don’t push me when I’m holding the baby.” I mimicked Christian. If there was one thing that would never get boring, it was definitely getting on his nerves. “Come on, I’m just kidding!” I spoke after seeing. the look on his face. Perhaps it was time to stop with the teasing.

“Have we heard anything about your uncle’s whereabouts?” I asked while I held his free hand. The sigh which escaped from Christian’s mouth was enough proof that he didn’t want to discuss it.

“No, as far as I’m concerned, we still have a truce for my dad’s sake,” Christian spoke as he tried to remain calm. If he really thought that his uncle would sit on his ass and do nothing, then it was time for him to rethink that. “Monsters like him don’t do truces.” I spoke.

Christian stopped in his steps and released my hand so that he could tighten his grip around Sienna. “Do you really think so?” He asked, worried. It was not that difficult to see that his uncle’s terrified him, and that’s why we had to deal with it as soon as possible. If someone like Christian was terrified, it meant his uncle was a severe threat.

“Yes, he’ll show himself before that-so what you need to do is tell your dad the truth,” I explained myself. Things had changed, so maybe I could get through him.

“No, absolutely not.” Christian spoke to my surprise. I guess I was wrong.

Manipulating him in doing what I wanted would only get me that far, but that was okay for now. He had at least agreed to the idea of sharing the family business with Dario, and that was enough for now. “You know I appreciate your advice, but I won’t tell him.”

I was shocked at Christian’s cold tone and did my best to control myself. In the past, I would’ve gone crazy and asked him who he thought he was talking to, but I did not want to argue. There was no time to argue.

“Because you want to wait for your dad to die, and you think your uncle Berto is patient enough to wait for his last breath?” I shot Christian a sympathetic smile. “I understand, but you can’t trust him-he would want to say goodbye to his brother.”

“Drop it,” Christian spoke, irritated. He was slowly getting on my nerve. All I wanted was for him to see my point, but it wasn’t working. He wouldn’t listen.

“Forget about the truce-you can’t make promises with someone like that, Christian.” I sighed before 1 decided to let the situation drop. I told him what I had to say and that was it.

“Listen, have you at least thought about what you’re going to do about Johnny?”

Johnny…

had lost her unique glow. Johnny wanted to

still weak.

angrily. This was it, my final warning. One more word, and he was going to explode, which meant our own peace would’ve only lasted one

“I didn’t mean to

“It’s okay.”

to Lucio, who was waiting for us at the door. He seemed energetic today and managed to

to look at Christian and observed the smile on his face. He loved his dad so much that I didn’t even want to imagine what would happen if he were to leave this earth. Lucio was his

the door. Christian handed me Siena and nearly ran into his dad’s embrace.

my arms.

Lucio complained before he

clearly his favorite son, if not his favorite

a nod and

than before and was probably nearing his end. Even thep- it was still a beautiful thing to see how

and ordered the guards to close the door. “You should

Lucio laughed. “My own son is trying

“It’s because I want you to be healthy, dad.”

I

it!” Christian suddenly raised his voice. He released his hands from the wheelchair

need to see

it like that.” I placed my hand on Lucio’s shoulder. “I’m fine. It’s just how he gets.” Lucio spoke. “I never meant to hurt his feelings. I just want him to be prepared”

I wanted, I needed him to be strong and prepared, and I didn’t want stuff like this

I probably couldn’t.

to face some challenges when I’m gone-such

me wonder what kind of challenges Christian would face. “I know you won’t, and that’s why I’m happy to have you

thought I was just a

who would most likely not listen to Christian’s request, but Christian would not listen

the right thing.” I told Lucio. In my opinion, Christian didn’t even have to ask permission from his grandpa as he was technically

been waiting for us. She had a fake smile on her face, and I could tell that it was

out.

believed that Cesca was also part of the bigger issue which caused Christian a lot of stress and I could confirm that by her nerve to

glared at Cesca the same way

One of the maids broke the awkward silence. “Serena, excuse me–it seems like your dad’s

and I did not have Siena. It was just

“You don’t understand, so please.” I pleaded. Even though I wanted to, I could not tell her the truth about Berto because I had made a promise to Christian.

“I think you’re trying to ruin this family, and you might not do it

while I shook my head. Even though I promised

are horrible, selfish, and hungry for power, and Dario and Christian are

the worst-case scenario, Cesca’s opinion would turn out to be correct, and if that were the case, Christian would put all the blame on