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

Chapter 112

“Is it really okay for me to visit him?” Dario asked. “I’m not that good with dead bodies.”

“Hey, watch your words!” I scolded him. He almost sounded like Matteo. “Vince is not dead. He can probably hear us too-so watch your words around him.”

“Got it, I’m sorry,” Dario spoke. “You’re scary when you’re angry, but I like angry women-it turns me on.” He smirked as we walked into the elevator.

“Of course it does,” I smirked back. Dario shamelessly flirting with me despite knowing I had a fiance took a lot of courage, that was for sure. He leaned his hand against the wall and stared at me while I looked the other way and tried to avoid his gaze.

“It looks like Siena loves your rose!” I changed the subject and pointed to Siena, who had put the toy into her mouth. “It appears so.” Dario spoke and kept his eyes on me.

“Look, we’re here.” I smiled, relieved, and pushed the stroller out of the elevator. Serena, you’re not Christian, I told myself over and over again. My awkwardness was not because I felt uncomfortable, but it was because I felt at ease. I felt too comfortable, while I shouldn’t.

“Isn’t that your brother?” Dario asked and pointed ahead. “It is,” I spoke, but my eyes moved to the person walking next to him, Isobel. Beau seemed happy, and so did she. They were laughing with each other and appeared to be having a good time.

“Why are they holding hands? Didn’t she try to get you and the baby killed?” Dario shrugged his shoulders. That was the exact thing Matteo meant by Beau embarrassing the family, but it was not a big deal to me. Yes, people would start talking-and no, I still wasn’t that fond of Isobel, but if she made him. happy, there was nothing I could do.

“Dario, do you know how many times in a week I see my brother smile?” I asked him as he shook his head. “Never, he never smiles. He’s so tensed and done with the world, to the point I sometimes call him late at night, just to check whether he’s still alive-and I barely see him like this.” I told him.

“So you tell me what’s more important. The past or my brother’s future?”

Dario smiled and ruffled his hand through my hair. “I think we can all learn a lot from you. You’re smart, intelligent…hot.”

“Thanks for the compliment, I think you’re right.” I laughed.

“Serena?” Beau spoke, surprised. I looked down at Beau and Isobel’s hand, which he immediately released before he put some space in between them. “So much for bringing Luis to school.” I laughed and walked closer to hug him.

“Yes, I had nothing to do-so I visited Vince, and uh…what are the two of you doing together?” He asked and looked from me to Dario. “No, what are the two of you doing together?” I smiled and looked at Isobel.

“Nothing, we just happened to be at the same place,” Beau spoke as if he was trying to hide the truth, while poor Isobel just stood there with an uncomfortable look on her face. She always had a lot to say, but lately she didn’t. The overconfident brat I met had disappeared entirely and changed into a shy person.

What else could she do when she looked right at the woman and the baby she tried to get killed?

“Let me introduce myself. I’m Dario Orlando-nice to meet you.” Dario broke the awkward silence and patted Beau on his shoulder. “I’ve heard a lot about you.” Beau patted him back before his eyes traveled to

“You’re wearing it again.” He spoke while I looked down, embarrassed. Not the entire universe had to know about my relationship problems. “And you must be Isobel Sala.” Dario saved me for the second time and stuck out his hand to Isobel.

Isobel seemed taken aback and stared at his hand before she accepted it. “Or just Isobel, it’s probably not that smart to mention your last name, now that you’re disowned and all.” Dario laughed at his own joke while Beau glared at him. Just when he was about to speak up, I shook my head to stop him. “Are you here to visit Vince?” Beau changed the subject.

as my mind went to my delivery. “Yes, I know-you threatened all the poor nurses to give you a c-section.” Beau made

tried my best to ignore him. “Babies?” Beau chuckled and looked at me for an explanation. “Beau, you should say goodbye to your niece. Dario and

and had a one-sided. conversation with Beau while Dario stared at the two them. “I still think it’s horrifying a four-month-old baby has so much to say.”

Beau praised Siena before he focused his attention

whole conversation was awkward enough. “Bye, Isobel!” I called out as I turned my head to look at her one last time.

you, won’t you look at that?” Dario snickered. “Well, she tried to get us killed-so.” I

dad be okay with this?” Dario wondered. No, there was no way and he made it very clear. He was not that fond of Beau in the first place, and Isobel being in the picture

all of you are on a self-destruct mission,” Dario muttered as I turned my head to

was always a hard thing to do, and I had never done it without Christian. We were both having a hard time and

polite smile and immediately left the room to give me some space. My eyes moved to

breathe on his own. “Come on, wash your hands.” I nudged Dario and pulled him along while he followed my

to a corner and sat down next to Vince with Dario on the other side of him. “Can he really hear

Vince loves company-it doesn’t matter who it is, but he never likes to be alone.” I smiled as I remembered not

strangers to join them at

I confessed, I missed. Vince’s positivity, and after he turned against me I had to learn how

you have any romantic feelings for him?” Dario asked. I laughed at his stupid question. Feelings? “No, absolutely not.”

liked me, while

scoffed. “No disrespect,

to do a prayer for Vince, while Dario looked at me as if I was crazy. “You

do you mind?” I asked, annoyed. “No, you do you.” Dario laughed and reached to grab

but went along with him anyway and observed his face while he led the prayer. Dario was different from anyone

Serena. You

and felt like running away. I barely knew the guy. I could not like him. I could not coach Christian about

Dario asked. I felt so embarrassed to admit it, but I didn’t. I thought I knew what I

spoke as he went into deep thoughts. “You seem like a person who wants to make the world a

I told everyone I would go to be a good example, so

thing. Going to school doesn’t make you a good person. Listen, we can’t call a school bully a good example for finishing school. That’s not

Christian, who I always had to beg for some advice. “I heard you made Christian donate millions to charities.”

in the past. How about starting your own charity to prevent stuff like that from happening to other children?” Dario suggested. It

it-I’ll help you. You’re an Alfonzo, so you’re influential, rich, and powerful, don’t waste your time at school, and don’t miss out on spending time with your

who could only say I didn’t have to go if I didn’t want to, Dario gave me an

myself and took a deep breath. There was no point in comparing because there was no competition.

your childhood How was it?” I asked, but just by one look. I could tell that he wasn’t ready to discuss that He was such an open book and yet so closed. “We’ll save that for the next date” He winked while I felt my cheeks glow. “This was not a date.” I

wanted to discuss?” The thought had suddenly occurred to me. Dario sighed and grabbed his phone. “My dad hasn’t sent the picture yet, so you’ll have to wait