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?”

Matteo and your brothers know. I told them you’re fine.” Christian yawned as if I was boring him with my endless questions. “Just go back

Those were all the words I needed before I

idea for how many hours I slept, but the first thing on my mind when I opened my eyes

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

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

cruel. He was a hard worker who lived an unhealthy lifestyle and barely slept, so I didn’t want

to go and bring back my daughter myself, I would do that.

which had

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

be done and did every little thing to look like the old Serena. A

out of the house, I immediately concluded that

proving Christian was determined not to make

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

the driveway. He got out with Beau and

“Dad!”

He sighed, relieved, and fastened his pace until I was in

you ever do something dangerous

I pulled him closer, hearing my brother’s chuckle

He’s one to talk after all the shit he’d put us

to see Siena!”

hand on my shoulders. “She’s staying at Franco’s, Isn’t Christian going to

head. “You need

Christian?” Beau

a nap.” I kept it short.

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

“Dad-”

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

perfect. I was aware, and 1 had experienced it first-hand, but I would not allow dad to bash him because of one mistake he

well it was. Apparently, his daughter could

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

you’d defend him.” Dad huffed. “Even though I’ve granted you the beautiful Alfonzo name, you’ll rather be a Garcia or

months from now,

change

Did you even ask her that, or did you just decide the

to a question which hadn’t even crossed my mind. Of course, I

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

his

I told Beau, expecting he would

asked, giving dad the nastiest

Just take care of

all I could anticipate was holding

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

out, hoping

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

mouth and took baby steps toward my squealing daughter, who had

so happy to see mommy.” Maria cooed, handing her over.

a word. All I could do was hold her against

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