His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 237

Luca cleared his throat, grabbing everyone’s attention. “Dad, I thought we said no guns. He let out nervous laughter.

“For them, not for me.” By the sound of Berto’s voice, I could tell that this would probably not end well.

“Christian, you’re right-this place is usually heavily protected, but since dad wished to have a peaceful dinner-everyone left.” Luca told him. “For now.”

I tried reading the sketchy expression on his face. Christian, who had stopped asking questions, seemed relaxed after hearing Luca’s words.

Instead of cracking my brains and coming up with reasons why Berto was stupid enough to get rid of all the guards and maids, I accepted that he was the only armed person in the room.

“Chrissie, have you thought about my offer? Berto turned his attention onto me. “I told him I’d trade your life for his.” He spoke as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

I didn’t know which part was scarier. Berto planning to get rid of me all along or Christian’s words.

“You can keep her.” He said. “She’s of no use to me. Keep her.”

I knew I had brought it upon myself, but come on? Giving me away, just like that-was unlike Christian.

He probably had some stupid plan to get me out of here. I mean, he had to.

“I don’t believe you.” Berto wasn’t fooled either, but Christian didn’t back down. “Where is all that talk about her being the love of your life?

“I would rather let the love of my life die before handing you the business.” I could hear the insincere tone in his voice.

Berto brushed his hand against the gun on the table. “See, I know that’s not true.” He said. “I know you’ll try to do something stupid, but you really shouldn’t.”

He tapped the gun with his finger while Christian didn’t utter a word.

“God Luca, he’s worse than Johnny and that useless mom of yours,” Berto murmured, bad-mouthing Johnny. It was the first time he had mentioned him, but the hatred on his face was almost terrifying.

After all, Johnny was the only one mature enough not to fall for his dad’s tricks. No, I hadn’t forgotten about him trying to sacrifice my siblings, but he was a good person with a mind of his own.

“So, what will happen to Serena?” Christian spoke just above a whisper. He played with his fork as he slowly raised his head.

That was a good question.

What would happen to me?

“That’s none of your concerns anymore,” Berto answered. “She will work for me.”

“Work how.”

that thing inside of her-I’ll let her make use of that nice pole in the basement.” He grinned. “I heard she’s quite a natural.”

My baby.

arms around my stomach. He

alone if I give you Serena?” A confused smile appeared on Christian’s lips. “Do you really think you can do

frowned for a second. “If your mental state is the thing that makes

messed me up so bad that I might as well take my chances and deal with this situation while

going to do that.” Berto reached for his gun before pointing the weapon at Christian. 1 took a breath, praying Christian wouldn’t do any stupid.

Serena’s future-I think it’s time for you to

fork still in his hand. “I think you’re right, uncle.” He spoke, looking at

mockingly

the easy way or the hard way.”

no easy

do

through my head, Christian lunged the for to Berto’s left eye

all lights went dark, and the room was filled with gunshots. The only thing I could see was Luca running away and Vince going after him before my brother pushed me onto the

I didn’t care for anything else but Christian. All I

possibly protect himself against

bullets kept flying through the room as I tried to release myself from Beau’s grip. “Let me go!” I repeated. I felt hopeless and wouldn’t be able to help, but all I wanted was to be with

crawled from under the table, trying to get

are you

myself from the floor. I felt an uncomfortable feeling in my chest as my eyes searched

“C-Christian?”

“I’m okay.”

fast as possible and looked at Christian’s back as he pointed his uncle’s gun to a powerless Berto’s head. The sight of the fork in his

uncle, who always had a lot to say, was suddenly not that mouthy anymore. Disgusted at the sight of the fork in his eye-1 covered my mouth to stop myself from puking.

weak and lost balance, but before I could hit the floor, I held onto my brother. “Serena, are you okay?” Christian asked. I

“Where’s Vince?”

by his collar. “Look who tried to get away.” He chuckled, still sounding as bright

shook his head. “C-C-Christian, y-you can’t do this!” He stuttered. “I saved Serena. I saved all of you!”

bigger idiot than your brothers.”

grew dark. “Take him away. I’ll deal with

“Got it.”

Luca out of the room, but even that didn’t stop Berto’s laughter. Not the fork in

will all die.” He said. “Do you really think I don’t have enough people to fight against

I have to fight the entire universe-but you will die.” He stated. “But don’t worry, I won’t kill you yet. I will eventually, but it will be a long and painful death.”