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?”

them you’re fine.” Christian yawned as if I was boring him with my endless questions. “Just go back to sleep, and I’ll take care of you.”

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

when I opened my eyes was my daughter. I had to see

sit up straight and let out a

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 slept, so I didn’t want to

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

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

so how would I’ve survived weeks, months,

comments, so I did what had to be done and did every little thing to look

get out of the house, I immediately concluded that it would not

proving Christian was determined not to make the same mistake again. Fifteen men

had managed to deceive. I’m sure he only got off

pulled up on the driveway. He got out with Beau and the two made their way through the guards while I didn’t

“Dad!”

and I could sense the distressed look. He sighed, relieved,

He began scolding me as I buried my head in his chest. “Don’t you

hearing my brother’s

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

I need to

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

said, shaking my head. “You need to take

Beau asked.

nap.” I kept it

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

“Dad-”

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

fault?” I raised my voice, stopping him. Christian wasn’t perfect. I was aware, and 1 had experienced it

damn well it was. Apparently, his daughter

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

though I’ve granted you the beautiful Alfonzo name, you’ll rather be a Garcia or a Lamberti before

that-because months from now, Serena will

change her name.”

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

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

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

locking his arm

expecting he would stay to look after Christian.

you be okay?” Beau asked, giving

Just

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

made my way

called out, hoping she would hear me.

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

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

to see mommy.”

could do was hold her against my body

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