His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 212

Chapter 212

“Did you come here on your own?” Beau asked. I shook my head and pointed to the car. “I told Christian I needed some air, so he called Marc to take care of me.

“Oh. I haven’t seen him in a while,” Beau spoke. Of course, he hadn’t because Christian mistreated him. He probably got sick of his big mouth and figured how easy it was to manipulate my brother.

“You know, I’m glad we’re doing this, Beau” I smiled. “It’s just like back in the days, and I’m sure you also deserve a break.”

“It is, I mean anything is better than home.” Beau agreed. “Pregnancy turned Isobel into a different person.”

So was I, but I wasn’t pregnant.

We had a nice walk in the park, just like we used to in the past. Things were much easier when everything was still peaceful. The first four months after Siena was born were perfect. Christian and I got along well and we had no issues.

There was only one intention as to why I wanted to meet up with Beau, and that was to tell him the truth. I trusted Christian would deal with Johnny, so I agreed not to tell Beau anything, but this was going too

far.

“How is Luis doing?” I asked Beau. “I miss him.”

“Luis is good.” He replied. “Also, don’t forget about Vince-you haven’t visited him in a while.”

I stopped in my steps after hearing Vince’s name. The topic was still sensitive, and the guilt was still there. He was in a coma because he chose to protect me.

Beau and Vince were inseparable. They were as brothers, so at times I wondered how Beau even managed to be with Isobel who had caused everything in the first place. “How do you not resent her?”

“She’s the mother of my babies. How can I resent her?” Beau spoke. “She was someone I could talk to because we both went through the same thing.”

I felt guilt wash over me and gave him an understanding nod. Beau’s path with the Alfonzo’s was a bit different than mine had been.

“Her dad mistreated her because she betrayed everyone, and Matteo disliked me because I was a Garcia at one point.”

“I never got the chance to tell you, but I’m sorry for that.” I apologized. What if Beau agreed with Christian? What if he secretly hated the Alfonzo’s just as much as he did? What if he didn’t care about Carmen and Luke?

“Are you embarrassed by our last name?”

“No,” Beau stated. “I chose to be an Alfonzo because even though Matteo and I don’t always see eye to eye, he’s still trying.”

“True.”

The look in Matteo’s eyes whenever Beau went against him was one for the books. He was excited to have another son but had quickly realized that Beau was more of a Garcia than an Alfonzo.

growing up without parents, I was grateful enough to have them in my life. There was a time I used to look

opportunity to do so. I wanted to be a good sister and I would do anything

broke the silence. “How do

I came here in the first place.

“Are you okay?”

reassured him. “I just wanted to

“I couldn’t protect them when they needed me

“Neither could Johnny.”

a confused expression on his

I have to tell you,” I spoke as I took

my siblings, and Beau had the right to know who he was

it under the rug. Carmen and Luke are just following his orders-but I’m still an Alfonzo.”

not a Lamberti, I’m an Alfonzo, and that’s why I have

“The truth?”

the warehouse…Christian told me Johnny wanted to sacrifice Carmen and Luke for Berto and Luca.” I spoke without a pause. I knew Christian would never hurt me, but the idea of him not doing anything about Johnny trying to hurt the

startled. It was probably a lot to take in. “Serena, are

to

you. He asked Carmen and Luke and everyone present not to tell you.” I told him. “I agreed with him

spoke calmly. I could see through him, and I could feel his anger, but he had every

spoke. “I guess what I’m really trying to say is that you should

confuse me the most, Serena Beau turned his head. “How can you tell me all

that different from your

of us.” I requested. “I just couldn’t lie to you anymore,

but I’m not allowed to do anything with it? I should just sit back and watch?” Beau laughed in disbelief. Well, that

“Yes.”

did you tell me?”

suffering because of

“Then I promise I won’t

something?” I asked Marc who was behind the wheel. We were on our way back home, and as far as Christian was concerned, I only went for a walk

with his request to keep someone by my side at

take care of me,

get involved in our issues, which was exactly

a walk with your brother?” Marc laughed, confused. I shook my head and attempted to hypnotize him with my necklace. “I went for a walk by myself,” I

I had to do to

“You know Christian well enough to know

understood things were dangerous at the moment, but Christian breathing in my neck every second got on my nerves. First in Panama and now

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