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

of you. Those were all the words I needed before I fell into a deep

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

time I had enough energy to sit up straight and

chair. The cloth he used to take care of me was still in his hands, his mouth slightly opened as soft snores escaped

I knew waking him up would be cruel. He was a hard worker who lived an unhealthy lifestyle and barely slept, so I didn’t want to wake

back my daughter myself, I would do that.

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

Berto’s for a day, so how would I’ve

did every little thing to look like the old Serena. A warm shower, a nice outfit, and some makeup to cover the

get out of the house, I

full of guards, proving Christian was determined not to make the same mistake again. Fifteen men or maybe even

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

He got out with Beau and the two made their way through the guards while I

“Dad!”

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

buried my head in his chest. “Don’t you ever do something dangerous like that

won’t.” I pulled him closer, hearing my brother’s chuckle

talk after all the

need to see

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

“You need to take me. Right now.”

Christian?” Beau

nap.” I kept it short.

nap?” Dad jumped in. “After all the problems he’s

“Dad-”

on his knees to beg for the families’ forgiveness for going behind their backs again!

1 had experienced it first-hand, but I would not allow dad to bash

lowered his voice. “Nothing is your fault, angel.” He spoke, knowing damn well it was. Apparently, his daughter could do no wrong in his eyes.

his first name, still refusing to acknowledge him. “Let’s cut him some slack,

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

that-because months from now, Serena

daughter won’t change her

tell you that? Did you even ask

crossed my mind. Of

daughter-okay?” I didn’t want to

nodded, locking his arm

of Christian,” I told Beau, expecting

Beau asked,

about me. Just take care of

Franco’s place had never been that long as all I could anticipate was holding my princess in my arms again.

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

out, hoping

grandma, Maria-made her way to

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

see mommy.” Maria cooed, handing

could do was hold her

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