His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 239

Christian

“Hey, sleeping beauty!” Beau kicked Christian’s leg, waking him up. “We have to go. Dario is expecting

you.

Startled, Christian opened his eyes, noticing he had fallen asleep in his chair while caring for Serena. “Where is she?” He asked, not wanting to lose her again.

“Matteo took her to Siena, and we’ve got to go.”

Stressed, Christian got up from his chair and brushed his hands through his hair. “She didn’t wake me. Why didn’t she wake me?” He paced back and forth, eventually reaching for his phone.

He let out a frustrated sigh at the long list of missed calls. “Please tell me your dad didn’t see me like this?”

“Oh, he didn’t.” Beau simply shrugged. “Serena told him you were taking a nap, and he went off. Something about you not being allowed to rest.” He said. “But don’t worry, I stuck up for you as always- Beau’s sentence was cut short by a pillow getting thrown at his face.

“Ow.” He frowned. “What was that for?”

“Just call Dario and tell him we’ll be on our way!”

Sometime later, Christian and Beau were in the car, headed to the secret location where Dario kept both Berto and Luca.

“If you don’t mind, I’ll just drop you off.” Beau broke the silence. “I need to be with my sister.”

“Yes, should.” Christian sighed, agreeing. If anything, he felt as if he should’ve been the one taking care of Serena’s-but as of now, he had other duties. “Just tell her I’ll be home soon.”

“I will.”

“And tell her not to cook for me.” Christian pulled a disgusted face, earning a chuckle from Beau.

The drive to the location gave Christian enough time to think about his feelings. If anyone would’ve told him he would be forced to kill his uncle and his cousin for the sake of the family, he would’ve called them

crazy.

Sadly enough, it had all become a reality, and there was no way out. It was something that needed to happen.

“Keep me updated.” Beau dropped off Christian, who could sense guilt in his eyes. He had always had his back, but this time he was forced to decide between being there for his friend or his sister.

Serena

had already done quite a few times, but this time was

to confront his uncle and his cousin, who had tied his innocent fiancee to a bed. Christian believed in second chances, but not when it came to

had been tied to a chair. His signature mask was not on his

in Christian’s direction. “So you’re here.” He squinted one eye as the other

for his careless ways and his eyes full of mischief, slammed his fists on the glass. Christian couldn’t make out what he was yelling, but the horrific look on Laica’s face gave him

out

kill

me your

he had reached Berto and knelt to his level. “Just a pathetic old man, waiting to take his final

Berto’s lips. “Your mother would’ve spat at you!”

his fist with Berto’s nose. “Don’t talk about my

the first place?” Berto furrowed his brow, unfazed by the punch. “It’s in your blood. You can’t run from it.

called Johnny.” Dario changed the subject, facing Christian. “I told him to visit him for

doing what?” Christian wondered, realizing one of the cons of running the business together. It

it.” Dario sighed heavily. “Grandpa and grandma will also be

“Wait-what?”

Berto asked equally as shocked, his tied hands

send you off to hell, I’ll let you have a moment with

at that moment, Johnny entered the room. Berto scoffed, seeing his son’s face-but Johnny did not have any time for him. His gaze

tried grabbing his attention. The man smiled

Christian saw that as a sign of weakness.

death like no other. Visited that so-called

out of jealousy, Johnny was a brother who would take over all

your brother is vulnerable, stupid…which has clearly backfired this

talk about him like that!” Johnny pointed out, wrapping his hands around Berto’s neck. “You don’t get to speak about

after seeing Dario would not be taking action

soon.

he? Seeing Berto in pain

Dario feel the

really think they’ll

what had to be done and hoped his cousin would agree. After all, Johnny had encouraged

already guess that, that wasn’t the case. He rested his hand on Johnny’s shoulder, who was staring at his younger brother through the glass.

not tied up.” Christian whispered to a skeptical Johnny. If he had to

a great bond, and I do not want