His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 238

Chapter 238

With an awful headache, I woke up and sat up straight. “What happened?”

“Just like they say in the movies.” I heard a chuckle, making me look to my right. Christian, who held a cloth in his hand, pushed his arm against my forehead. “You’ve fainted.”

Fainted?

I breathed heavily, remembering every little detail. I was at Berto’s, and he started shooting around like a madman, but somehow we got out.

“Where am I?” I looked around, realizing it was our safe and secure bedroom. “Oh, never mind.”

“Ramiro says you’ll be fine.” Christian brushed his hand through my hair and pushed me back down.

“The baby-

He shook his head. “Our baby is fine.”

“And Siena-

“She’s not here.” He cut me off once again. “She at my grandparents.”

My poor Siena, who I had abandoned, thinking Berto would really hold his end of the deal. All I wanted was my baby.

“I need to see her,” I begged, reaching for Christian’s hand. “Please!”

“N-now?”

“Yes,” I spoke clearly, but Christian did not want to hear any of it and pushed me back down again.

“Serena, it’s 4 in the morning.” He stared as if I was ridiculous and pushed the cloth on my check.

My mind told me to smack away his hand, but I couldn’t move. I felt numb, weak, and was getting tired by the second. “I need to see my baby.” I tried staying awake. “Now!”

Christian glared. “You need some rest.”

Not wanting to argue, I accepted his words and took an annoyed breath. Guilt washed over me as I thought about my own parents. For all these years, I had been so angry, thinking they had abandoned me

-only to end up doing the same. At least, that’s what it felt like.

“Where is your uncle?”

Christian’s eyes grew dark. “With Dario he’s been taking good care of him.” He spoke, not giving me too much information. “Let’s keep it at that.”

“Luca?” I stressed at the thought of Berto not accepting his loss. “The guards? B-Berto, before you guys came, he had so many guards-”

“It’s all over. Don’t worry about it.” Christian smiled reassuringly, but that was nothing new to me.

“You always say that.”

“But it’s true this time, so you should trust me!” I could feel a hint of disappointment in his tone. I wanted to trust him, but being honest was not his strong point.

“I do trust you.” 1 faked a weak smile. “Where are mom and dad?”

if I was boring him with my endless questions. “Just go back to sleep, and I’ll take care

take care of you. Those were all the words I needed before I fell into

many hours I slept, but the first thing on my mind when I opened

This time I had enough energy to sit up straight and let out a gasp. “We need

to the side, I noticed Christian leaning back, sleeping in his chair. The cloth he used to take care of me was still in his hands, his mouth slightly opened as

hard worker who lived an unhealthy lifestyle and barely slept, so

I had to go and bring back my

reflection in the bathroom was shocking enough. My eyes, which had always been full of life,

been at Berto’s for a day, so how would I’ve survived weeks, months, or years

to any of Franco’s comments, so I did what had to be done and did every little thing to look like the old Serena. A warm

out of the house, I immediately concluded that it would not be that easy this

not to

thoughts went to the poor guard who I had managed to deceive. I’m sure he only got off with a warning because Christian was cautious

got out with Beau and the two

“Dad!”

steps, and I could sense the distressed look. He sighed, relieved, and fastened his pace

in his chest. “Don’t you ever do

him closer, hearing my

to talk after all the

I need to see Siena!”

shoulders. “She’s

“You need to take me.

Beau asked.

I kept it short.

Dad jumped in. “After all the problems he’s caused—he’s taking

“Dad-”

should be keeping an eye on Dario and his uncle. Get on his knees to beg for the families’ forgiveness for going behind their backs again!

perfect. I was aware, and 1 had experienced it first-hand, but I would not

He spoke, knowing damn well it

called dad by his first name, still refusing to acknowledge him. “Let’s

granted you the beautiful Alfonzo name, you’ll rather

funny you say that-because months from now, Serena will

daughter won’t change

questioned. “Did she tell you that? Did you even ask her that, or did you just decide the same way you decide for everyone?”

and Beau stared at me, waiting for an answer to a question which hadn’t even crossed my mind. Of course, I would take Christian’s

my daughter-okay?” I didn’t want

He nodded, locking his

care of Christian,” I told Beau, expecting he would

you be okay?” Beau asked,

worry about me. Just take care

been that long as all I could anticipate was holding my princess in

stopped the car before I ran out and made my way to the door, which had automatically been opened.

out, hoping she

Christian’s grandma, Maria-made her way to the halls with

with emotions, I slammed my hand over my mouth and took baby steps toward

mommy.” Maria cooed, handing her

could do was

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