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.

Christian spoke. “And don’t let Serena enter

something he had already done quite a

chances, but not when

to a chair. His signature mask was not on his

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

gaze to the soundproof glass. Luca, who was known for his careless ways and his eyes full of mischief, slammed his fists on

out of here.”

kill

owe me

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 pathetic old man,

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

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

his brow, unfazed by the punch. “It’s in your blood. You can’t run

told him to visit him for the last

what?” Christian wondered, realizing one of the cons of running the business together. It was a fifty/fifty deal, so technically. Dario

sighed heavily. “Grandpa and grandma will also

“Wait-what?”

Berto asked equally as shocked, his tied hands tightening around

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

scoffed, seeing his son’s face-but Johnny did not have any time for him. His gaze

attention. The man smiled as Johnny stepped

eyes had somehow managed to let Berto lower his head. Christian saw that as a sign of weakness. Berto began to realize he wasn’t the

my father.” Johnny told him. “Even though you’ve never liked me, I mourned your death like no other. Visited that so-called grave of yours almost every day.”

Johnny was a brother who would take over all

your brother is vulnerable, stupid…which

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

back his cousin after seeing Dario would not be

soon.

he? Seeing Berto in pain was what he wanted.

the same,

really think they’ll let him live?”

look. Christian knew what had to be done and hoped his

guess that, that wasn’t the case. He rested his hand on

see-he’s not tied up.” Christian whispered to a skeptical

bond, and I do not want