His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 236

Chapter 236

As if my legs moved independently, I stood up from my chair.

“C-Christian?” I called out, prepared to make my way over. Before I could take a step, Luca wrapped his hand around my wrist and brought his lips to my ears.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” He whispered. “Just sit down while you still can.”

There was no need to repeat that sentence a second time as I followed his instructions and sat down as he told me to.

My eyes searched for an explanation as I looked at the three, but they didn’t give me any attention.

“Ah, Chrissie!” Berto snapped his fingers. “Our guest for today!”

For a split second, Christian turned around to look at me, but it was not a look of love. It was a look of disappointment and pity. His eyes were saying. If it weren’t for you, we wouldn’t be here.

Was he angry?

Of course, he was. He must’ve been pissed, and nightfully so.

“I see you brought my son, the brother and Vince? Berto squinted his eyes. “You grew a lot.” He said. “I heard about what that fool, Fabio, did to you it’s a pity.”

Vince chuckled. “Yes, it sure is.” He spoke sarcastically, probably knowing Berto wasn’t any better than his dad. If anything, that man was even worse.

“Come on, sit-sit!” Fabio guided them to the table. “Don’t be strangers!”

Luca got up to show the three to their designated seats. Christian sat on the opposite side of me, with Dario on his left and Beau on his right.

This time I tried making eye contact with Beau and Vince, but also, they were not interested in whatever my eyes had to say.

“Doesn’t this feel good?” Berto yawned. “A meeting without weapons?”

Christian shook his head. “I’m not here to-”

“Nuh-uh. Berto raised his hand to stop him. “First, we eat!”

The room was completely silent as the others were forced to eat.

“So what kind of meat is this?” Vince eased the tension. Even if the worst situations, he knew how to make something out of it. Out of all three, he was definitely the less tense, but that was Vince. Other than that breakdown which had been so out of character for him, he had always been laid back.

“Human.” Berto spoke. “It’s human meat.”

Everyone dropped their forks before the man let out a loud sound of laughter. “I’m just kidding!” He cackled. “You should’ve seen the looks on your faces!”

After Berto’s immature joke, everyone-including Luca, felt the need to eat their food in complete silence.

Once in a while, I would try to steal a glance at Christian, but he refused to look back at me.

Was I mad at him? No, I wasn’t. I would’ve ignored me too if I had the chance.

I was annoying and well aware. No one had to remind me of that.

“So, how is Lucio?” Berto broke the silence.

I looked at Christian’s shaking hand and watched as he squeezed his fork. “Dying.” He spoke through gritted teeth. “And you’re not making it easier.”

The painful expression on Berto’s face quickly changed to a frown as he tried to hide his sadness. “Don’t we all die?” He shrugged, looking at Dario. “Isn’t that right, son?”

This time Dario squeezed his fork. “Yes.” His eyes were dark. “Everyone dies one day.”

I was still confused and did not know what those three were doing here. By the looks of it, they weren’t that happy to see me, so it couldn’t possibly be to get me out of here.

I know I wasn’t the saint in this situation, but just a tiny smile of acknowledgment would already make me feel better.

ask,

How is Siena?

miss

she looking for me?

a game,” Berto announced, getting up from his chair. “I’m

it was already too late as Berto

feeling of his cold

out, Serena.

hurt you even

kept

spoke with still his hands on my

“Just get it over with.”

love

out a small gasp and raised my head so I could look into Dario’s eyes.

Berto ask something like that,

and do something so that

I wasn’t

which had

Did

make him hate me that much?

+5 Bonus

you didn’t, you would’ve attacked me by now-but you fear for her life, so you’re holding back.”

against his father, he turned to give Christian, who seemed unbothered, a hopeless look.

to hurt you,” Berto whispered. “You can kill

the only reason for Dario’s change of mind. The feeling in my heart wasn’t because

broke his heart-all because I didn’t

started falling in love with someone

next.” Berto glared at Beau. “Who would you like to see your sister with?”

brother, I’d prefer not to see her with anyone,”

so that meant Berto could move

relief faded as quickly as it came after hearing Berto’s hard laughter.

to pit the

to my sisters.” Berto shook his head disapprovingly. “But the answer is not good

“Do whatever he

Beau blinked. “But-”

“Do it!”

would put Christian at three!” Beau spoke

for him to lose his cool-but he

person who seemed genuinely surprised was Berto, who had almost squealed with excitement. “I • enjoy this game!” He exclaimed, leaning over my shoulder,

“Just

grip around my shoulder. “Give me a better

give him

breath. “Because he cheated on her with his assistant…it

was not something to bring back, and I hated this game.

Berto said. “And it’s good to see you’re

put Vince at

ding, ding!” Berto imitated the sound of a bell. “We’ve got a runner-up. Tell me, why?”

“Just becau-”

shouted, moving his hand to my

niece,” Beau told him. “But deep down, I knew he would never hurt Serena-so I would still pick

is one?” Berto opened his hands.

mouth, I grasped the

sighed deeply. “See, I could tell you the reason,

“Try me.”

to look past your dysfunctional behavior and

of my neck. “So you think I’m

I do,” Beau admitted. “I think we all do.”

should work on, it was his mouth. He didn’t know when to shut up, and one day he

never let something go and felt the need to have

could focus on the person who should’ve still been in a hospital bed.

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