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?”

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

care of you. Those were all the words I

no idea for how many hours I slept, but the first thing on my mind when I opened my eyes was my daughter. I had to see her, hold

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

leaning back, sleeping in his chair. The cloth he used to take care of me was still in his hands, his mouth slightly opened

worker who lived an unhealthy lifestyle and barely

bring back my daughter myself, I would do

shocking enough. My eyes, which had always been

only been at Berto’s for a day, so how would I’ve survived

to look like the old Serena. A warm shower, a nice outfit, and some makeup to cover the bags under my eyes

hoping to get out of the house, I immediately concluded

proving Christian was determined not to make the

managed to deceive. I’m sure he only got off with a warning because Christian was cautious of my feelings.

heaven, dad’s car pulled up on the driveway. He got out with Beau and the two made their

“Dad!”

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

He began scolding me as I buried my head in his chest. “Don’t you ever do something dangerous like that and walk off on your own

I pulled him closer, hearing my brother’s chuckle behind me.

to talk

I need to see

his hand on my shoulders. “She’s staying at Franco’s,

I said, shaking my head. “You

Christian?” Beau asked.

a nap.” I kept it short.

all the problems he’s caused—he’s

“Dad-”

his uncle. Get on his knees to beg for the families’ forgiveness for going behind their backs again! He snapped. “Someone like him doesn’t deserve to take

and 1 had experienced it first-hand, but I

damn well it was. Apparently,

first name, still refusing to acknowledge him.

name, you’ll rather be a

from now, Serena will be a Lamberti.”

won’t change

you that? Did you even ask

to a question which hadn’t even crossed my mind. Of course, I would take Christian’s name.

to my daughter-okay?” I didn’t want to disappoint dad.

nodded, locking his arm with

care of Christian,” I told Beau, expecting

asked, giving

me. Just take

been that long as all I could

car before I ran out and made my way to the door,

hoping she would hear me.

and my mind felt at case as Christian’s grandma, Maria-made her way to the halls

took baby steps toward

is so happy to see mommy.” Maria

a word. All I could do was hold

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