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.

don’t let Serena enter the

dark building by himself was something he had already

Christian believed in second chances, but

Christian’s eyes shot to Berto, who had been tied to a chair. His signature mask

here.” He squinted one eye as the other had been covered with

ways and his eyes full of mischief, slammed his fists on the glass. Christian couldn’t make out what he was yelling, but the

out of

kill me.

me your

Berto’s plans, so there is no threat anymore,” Dario revealed himself. He walked closer until he had reached Berto and knelt to his level. “Just a

laugh escaped from Berto’s lips. “Your mother would’ve

fist with Berto’s nose. “Don’t talk about my mother!”

made me this way in the first place?” Berto furrowed his brow, unfazed by the punch. “It’s in your blood. You

to visit him for the last time

one of the cons of running the business together. It was a fifty/fifty deal, so technically. Dario could do anything without

sighed heavily. “Grandpa and grandma

“Wait-what?”

and father?” Berto asked equally as shocked, his tied hands tightening around the armrest.

Dario nodded. “Before I send you off to hell, I’ll let you have a moment with the man

son’s face-but Johnny did not have any time for him.

attention. The man smiled as Johnny stepped closer to look into his dad’s

Christian saw that as a

liked me, I mourned your death like no other. Visited

that it wasn’t out of jealousy, Johnny was a

stupid…which has clearly backfired this time-”

hands around Berto’s neck. “You don’t get to speak about him

calm down.” Christian held back his cousin after seeing

soon.

Seeing Berto in pain

feel the

they’ll

look. Christian knew what had to be done and hoped his cousin would agree. After all, Johnny had encouraged him to kill Luca in the first

his hand on Johnny’s shoulder, who was staring at his younger

up.” Christian whispered to a skeptical Johnny. If he had to lie about it, so be it.

I do not want to hurt him.” Dario backed him up. “He’s my