His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 235

Serena

It hadn’t even been a full day, but I already felt like going crazy. Were they really going to keep me tied to a bed for as long as they could?

Escape…for some reason, that word sounded perfect and difficult all at once. I would not be able to escape this hell hole, even if I wanted to, and would get myself killed before I could even step foot out the door.

I stared at the massive clock on the wall, realizing Luca could walk in any second. The only times I wouldn’t be cuffed to the bed would most likely be breakfast, lunch, dinner, and bathroom breaks.

Although freedom sounded very tempting, getting through Luca was not easy and seemed like an impossible mission. Should I just risk my life and make a run for it?

I heard the lock on the other side of the door and prepared myself to face Luca. Just as expected, he barged in with a bundle of clothes in his hands. “It’s time for dinner. You need to change.”

He walked straight to the bed and freed my hands without giving me a single glance. Would it be because of guilt or disgust?

“I managed to get you a long dress this time,” Luca spoke softly. “This one has sleeves.”

Guilt

1 got up from the bed and grabbed the clothes. “Thank you, that’s nice of you.” I smiled, entering the bathroom.

After changing clothes, I followed Luca back to the same dining room where Berto had shot someone dead just hours ago. How could I even eat something, knowing someone’s lifeless body had been on this very floor?

Luckily, Berto was nowhere to be found. Even then, I was still frightened and was not in the mood for any surprises.

“Can I sit next to you?” I asked, one second removed from pleading.

Luca raised his brows and pulled out a chair. “I can’t see why not.”

Sitting at the table, I felt my hands sweaty and couldn’t control my nerves. All I had to do was eat, smile and keep quiet. That would be possible, right?

“You’re right on time.” A cold presence entered the room. Afraid to look at him the wrong way. I kept my eyes fixated on the table and did not dare look up.

“Get up, spin-let me

nudged my shoulder. “Do it.”

his orders and showed off the dress as Berto took

begging

can’t freeze her to death. If

Christian?

exclaimed, making me flinch. “Christian this, Christian

more complaints. “Since when did Chrissie gain that much power?” He shook his head.

been shy about his hatred for the Lambertis, and in a way, I pitied him. I could understand his anger, and he had some valid points.

spoke once the food had arrived. I stared at the fancy dish before me, nodding

had never forced me

would pay close attention whenever I did or did not empty my

ate in complete silence, but that was not for long because Berto started tapping his feet on the floor. “I couldn’t join you for lunch because I was working on a special project.” He spoke as if I had asked

for a second. Special project? Wasn’t this man going to stop? That was the deal,

crazy” Berto shrugged. “Although, I

of Franco either, but wishing dead upon that man? That went a bit too far, didn’t

for mine. “Serena?”

“Y-yes?”

I scaring you?”

Yes

mouth, trying to find the words to say-but Berto had already moved on to a different

“You should’ve seen his face when I told him I

deceased uncle made me want to throw

actually thinking about blowing up that entire building with all of you in it, but Luca convinced me not to

feeling in my stomach upon hearing the news. The

inside of it?

blow up everyone at the photo shoot–just to destroy the

had enough heart to stop his dad?

did not want anyone to get hurt.” Berto shook his head. “All I wanted was the family business which belongs to my sons and me, but somehow the Lambertis managed to get Dario to betray me.” He furrowed. “He’s doing everything his mother was