His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika

Chapter 146

“What’s going on here?” I whispered to myself as My eyes shifted to the moving vans. I was curious and wondered who was moving in because it clearly wasn’t me. What was Christian doing?

“Excuse me,” I spoke to one of the men and patted him on his shoulder.

“Who’s moving in?” I asked as I stared at the box in his hands. “No one.” He smiled. “We’re renovating a

room.”

“Oh, really?” I spoke, surprised. “Thanks.”

It seemed like Christian did not want to waste any more time and wanted me to move back as soon as possible. I smiled at the idea of Christian being desperate and made my way inside. “Chrissie!” I called out He hated that nickname, and cringed whenever his nieces used to call him that, but I thought it was cute.

“Serena!” Christian called out and quickly found his way towards me. I opened my arms to pull him into a hug, but he walked past me with a confused and disappointed look on his face. “Where is my baby?” He

asked.

“She’s with Carmen.” I rolled my eyes. “Can I also get some of your attention? Or am I not as important as Siena?” I chuckled. Christian turned around and grabbed my hands. “It’s not that I

don’t want to see you. Please don’t misunderstand!” He spoke, ashamed, and pulled me into a hug. “I love you, and I love Siena.”

“Thanks” I smiled. “I love you, and I love Siena.“

“It feels like I’m watching a bad romance movie,” Marc interrupted us. I expected Christian to pull away like he usually did after his friends made fun of him, but he didn’t and pulled me in closer. “If you can’t take it, you should find someone yourself,” Christian spoke, “Your problem shouldn’t be our problem.”

Marc chuckled and walked away without saying another word other than mumbling that we looked cute. “Marc has always stood behind us, hasn’t he?” I commented. He was the only person on Christian’s side. who I could genuinely trust because I knew he would never turn on me. Even Johnny turned on me at some point. “He’s more loyal to you than he is to me,” Christian spoke. “But I don’t mind. It’s a good thing.

“It is.” I agreed. “But why are you so tensed? Is it because you don’t want to talk about Dario and your uncle?” I asked. He seemed nervous from the very second he walked out, and I was wondering what it might’ve been. “No, it’s not Dario or my uncle.”

“Okay?” I laughed. “Then what is it? Is it because of Siena? Because I can bring her over later if you want to

“Serena, I have to tell you something.” Christian sighed. Sentences like these never worked out well, and the last time our conversation started like that, I was in for a real surprise.

“Okay?” I forced a smile onto my face. “Whatever it is, you can tell me.”

“It’s about Gina,” Christian spoke. “As you know, I moved her into an apartment. Please don’t hate my dad -but he cares about her well-being, so he’s making me send her money-”

“That’s it?” I gasped, relieved. “Yes?” Christian frowned. I had to admit, I wasn’t that happy, and was pretty sure Gina could find another job, but I wasn’t the worst person in the world and knew how it felt to have nowhere to go. Her husband wanted a divorce, and her family didn’t want her.

“Don’t you ever do that again!” I yelled at Christian. “I was so nervous. You can’t start sentences like that-

are you crazy?”

Christian still seemed confused and had probably prepared himself for a different kind of reaction, but I honestly couldn’t care less. “I-I’m sorry, it’s just that I didn’t expect you to react like this.”

“At least you’re telling me the truth.” I shrugged. “I do have one request. I don’t want you to go near her- you can transfer it, or you can order someone else to do it.”

“I understand.” Christian nodded. “And I don’t want to disrespect you, and I understand how you feel, so I asked Beau to do it-if that’s okay with you.”

“Yes, sure-I don’t care.” I smiled. My week was going well, and nothing could ruin it. “You’re in a really good mood today. It scares me.” Christian chuckled. “But since you’re in a good mood, how do feel about having another baby-”

“No.” I cut him off. “I’m having a good day, but let’s not push it.”

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No one could change my mind. I had Siena, and that was more than enough. I never planned on having any children in the first place.

“Okay, at least I tried.” Christian chuckled and slammed his arm around my shoulder. “So when are you moving back in? The room should be ready in a few hours.”

“Really?” I played along. “The more you ask, the more I’m thinking about not moving back home.” I teased him, but I had already made up my mind. “I promise you to move in by the end of the week.”

“That’s good, I won’t bother you anymore,” Christian smiled.

“I think your brother is enjoying himself. He doesn’t even care about you anymore.” Christian spoke as he pulled me towards the living room.

Beau was having a conversation with Marc, and the two seemed to be getting along well. “I think this is a good thing. I love Marcello and Emilio, but they suck at being brothers to Beau, so I’m glad he has you

now.”

“I also feel bad for the twins,” Christian spoke. “I’m serious. Carmen and Luke are more than welcome to stay here. The house is big enough-”

“Don’t worry, I won’t leave this time.” I teased him. “You don’t have to worry about anything, as long as

behave-I’ll never leave your side ever again.”

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The look on Christian’s face softened, and he nodded his head. “That’s nice to know. I don’t want you to go anywhere.” He smiled. “Let’s go.”

“Beau, you’re not even paying any attention to me!” I pouted as I walked over to hug him. “I’m sorry, but it’s just that we see each other every day.” Beau explained. It was just a joke, but sometimes it felt impossible to joke around with him.

“I told Beau everything he needs to know. I have a plan.” Christian announced and held my hand to pull me to the sofa. “I need you for that plan.”

“Yes, I know-I’ll call Dario tomorrow and tell him that our deal is over-

“No,” Christian spoke. “I want you to do the opposite. I want you to continue whatever the two of you had planned for tomorrow.”

Christian’s words made me feel nervous because I didn’t want to go Dario’s house anymore, but Christian was finally involving me and that was what I wanted, right? I wanted him to involve me, and I was desperate to find out the truth about the vault, so why was I complaining?

“I don’t think Dario will be that fond of her anymore, I mean the two of you are back together,” Marc spoke, but I could tell that Christian had a plan. He always had a plan.

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“I have a plan for that,” Christian spoke as expected. “Dario is clearly not stupid, so I want you to say that

broke into his office and that you did it for me. I need you to blame it all on me.” Christian explained. “You have to tell him that we got back together for Siena, and you have to gain his trust again.”

“That’s if you want to, of course,” Beau spoke and glared at Christian. “Yes, that’s if you want to,” Christian added.

“Yes, I’ll help you!” I immediately spoke. I was excited to help out for once, and wouldn’t drop this opportunity.

“So do I just up ask him about the vault?” I wondered, but Christian shook his head. “No, if my uncle is truly behind that door, he’ll let him kill you,” Christian spoke. He obviously wasn’t very good at recruiting people because his words scared the crap out of me.

“You can’t ask him anything. He should be the one to open up.” Marc explained. “But for some strange reason, you’re very popular with men, so I don’t think that’ll be too much of an issue.”

“Do you hear that, Christian?” I teased him as I laughed at the jealous look on his face. “Marc’s right.” Christian agreed. “Everyone seems to like you for some reason.”

I was also curious because it didn’t use to be like that in the past, but then I figured that all of these people had one thing in common, they were loaded. I did not want to praise myself, but I was different from the type of girls they grew up with. It wasn’t that they were into me, they were just curious about me.

“So no one knows about your uncle?” I asked. “No, they don’t.” Christian confirmed.

“My uncle is clearly trying to break me apart. I don’t know what happened or how he’s still alive, but if Dario is his son, he probably thinks he has the most right to be the heir which makes a lot of sense.”

Those words sounded sad because he always praised his uncle for his kind heart, but after the old lady called the man with the mask a monster, even I got confused by Christian’s words. That did not

seem like a good man with a good heart. “All I have to do is to put them in a trap so I can…get rid of my uncle,” Christian spoke, but this time I knew very well what he meant by that.

“Is that why you kept your family and Johnny and Luca out of this?” I asked. It was probably for the best because I couldn’t imagine Johnny and Luca standing behind Christian. The two were always outspoken about how much they missed their father, and they would never forgive him. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

“My uncle was loved,” Christian explained. “A lot had changed after his first wife whispered things into his cars, and he changed, I wasn’t even born around that time, but my mom told me.”

“He ended up divorcing her and remarried. My grandpa eventually removed him as the heir and gave everything to my dad.” Christian explained. “I don’t remember much because I was still young, and we were not allowed to mention it.”

“Then how did he die?” Beau asked. It was also something I wanted to know. “He supposedly gave up his own life for my dad. He pushed him out and got burned alive in the process.” Christian spoke.

It was undeniably a difficult subject, and the situation seemed a bit identical to Christian saving Enzo

instead of Vince. “Your dad blamed himself, the same way you blamed yourself for Vince?” Beau asked while Marc and I gave him a look. Beau had no filter and wasn’t that good at reading people.

“Yes.” Christian gulped. “That’s all I know. His corpse was apparently so burned that it was unrecognizable.”

“I’m still confused about Dario,” Christian spoke. “I don’t know why my uncle would keep his existence a secret or what he was doing at his birthday party-”

“And you can’t ask your family anything, and you don’t want to risk Johnny and Luca reuniting with Dario and your uncle either, so you only have us,” Marc concluded. “But you’re right. We should keep this from Johnny and Luca while we still can.”

“You know, I thought maybe dad and grandpa lied to me, but it’s unlikely.” Christian spoke. “You can say a lot about my grandpa, but he loves all of his children and wouldn’t throw him away like that-he cries every single year at his memorial and so does my dad.”

“I don’t know what their plans are or when, or if he’s planning to reveal himself.” Christian sighed as he turned to me. “But I do know one thing. I need you to get him to open up so I can deal with my uncle before he gets the opportunity to reveal himself.”

“I’ll do anything for you.” I smiled. “You know that, so please don’t worry. I’ll give you what you want, I promise.” I told Christian. All I wanted was to deal with this mess so we could finally move on with our lives in peace.

I was determined to help Christian and would try my hardest to find out the truth about Dario and his uncle.

I was going to make Dario open that vault.