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?”

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

the words I needed before I fell into

but the first thing on my mind when I opened

I had enough energy to sit up straight and

sleeping in his chair. The cloth he used to take care of

a hard worker who lived an unhealthy lifestyle and

I had to go and bring back my daughter

had always been full

been at Berto’s for a day, so how would

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

running down the stairs hoping to get out of the house, I immediately concluded that it would not be that easy this time.

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

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

He got out with Beau and the two made their way through the guards while I didn’t hesitate and

“Dad!”

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

head in his chest. “Don’t you ever do something dangerous like that and walk off on your own

hearing my brother’s chuckle

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

to see Siena!”

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

“You need to take me. Right now.”

Beau asked.

a nap.” I kept

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

“Dad-”

Dario and his uncle. Get on his knees to beg for the families’ forgiveness for going behind their backs again! He snapped.

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

lowered his voice. “Nothing is your fault, angel.” He spoke, knowing damn well

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

the beautiful Alfonzo name, you’ll rather be a Garcia or a Lamberti before

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

change her

that?” Beau questioned. “Did she tell you that? Did you even ask her that, or did

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 name. That was out of the question.

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

nodded, locking his arm with

Christian,” I told Beau, expecting he would stay to look

okay?” Beau asked, giving

don’t worry about me. Just take care of Christian.”

never been that long as all I could anticipate was holding my princess in my arms

hadn’t even stopped the car before I ran out and made my way to

out, hoping she would hear me.

and my mind felt at case as Christian’s grandma,

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

mommy.” Maria cooed,

word. All I could do was hold her against my body as tears

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