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

Chapter 123

“Listen, Serena, I don’t have time for your bullshit-we have a problem, and we’re going to have to work together to fix it.” Christian spoke.

He sounded as if he was in a rush, and he sounded serious, so I did the first thing which came to my mind. and parked the car to the side. “What’s wrong? Is everything okay?” I asked, worried.

Why did I even care?

“It’s the ring.” Christian sighed. “I’ll take responsibility for everything that happened-but not the ring.”

Was he serious? Was he really calling me over a stupid ring?

“I know you’re desperate to talk to me-but don’t you think it’s going a bit too far?” I chuckled, but he remained. silent. “Hello, Christian?”

“The ring you threw away, my dad once gave it to me-to give to you. It’s a family piece, and I need it back.” He sighed. I felt sorry for him, but that wasn’t my problem anymore. “Well…you know I threw the ring away so.”

“Where!” Christian asked. That was a difficult question. It could’ve been anywhere. “Well, I don’t know, and I’m not watching that video again—“

“Serena, think!” Christian begged. “Please, think.”

I closed my eyes and went through the embarrassing moment in my head. “I think the road, maybe? Behind the road are woods, so maybe you should try your luck there.”

“Good, we’ll go around midnight.” Christian decided. He didn’t ask me. He ordered me around like it was nothing. I have a baby to take care of our daughter, by the way, you’re right, the ring is absolutely my fault, and I apologize-but I can’t come.” I politely let him down, but he wouldn’t take no for an answer.

“Let someone watch Siena. Since your family wants to step up all of a sudden, I don’t think they’ll mind taking care of her. At least I hope that’s the case.” Christian spoke.

“I told you, I can’t. I’m sorry.” I spoke as I looked back at Siena, who was asleep. Ask you, brother. He’ll say yes.” Christian suggested. He wasn’t going to let it go.

“Christian, Beau has his own life.” I reminded him. I couldn’t always depend on my twin brother. “Beau has no life. He’ll eat your toenail if you ask him too-

“Wait a minute, why do I have to help you?” The thought had suddenly occurred to me. “That’s easy,” Christian. spoke. “Because I’m embarrassed, I don’t need any more people to judge me, and I’m not letting anyone lose sleep over something you lost. It’s our responsibility, so we should get it together.”

“If not for me, then please for my dad.” Christian requested. This was not the first time he got his way by using his dad, and the worst thing was that it was actually working. “Why are you in such a hurry to find it?” I asked. It was weird that he desperately needed my help while we were not exactly on speaking terms. There was definitely more to the story. “How are you going to ask me for a favor after you’ve threatened to take Siena away from me?”

“Serena, is this about your dad again? Because I’m done having this conversation with you.” Christian sighed. “You shouldn’t worry about why I’m willing to fight for my daughter. You should worry about why your dad wasn’t willing to fight for you.”

His sentence came as a shock, and I did not know what to say. There was no need for me to yell at him

was the wake-up call I needed. Yes, I was pissed at him for badmouthing my family and for cheating, but was I seriously angry because Christian was willing to fight for his daughter? Wasn’t that

begged. “Just help me look for it, and I’ll leave

I couldn’t.

feel sorry while I was supposed to be angry with him. He couldn’t threaten my family and expect me to be okay with it.

told you we were done, I meant it-I told

Christian to throw a fit, but surprisingly enough, he didn’t. “I understand.” He spoke. “I’m sorry for bothering you.

like shit. I

through my head as I drove back home. I’m a terrible person, and as if

but all I could hear was yelling. “They’re at it again.” Luke

do you mean, who?” I asked him as I made my way upstairs. I was not in the mood for Siena’s nap to get disturbed by whatever was going on.

me to Siena’s room. “Mom is out. Carmen and Luis are at school, and as I told you, dad

I had been because it was no secret that I was a bad liar. “L

that was normal in this household. “Oh, okay.” I smiled at him while he frowned his

the Lamberti’s so Siena could see Christian!” I let out. I expected a scolding from my sixteen-year-old brother, but he did nothing. “Please wait before you tell dad. He’s not really in

and led Luke out of the baby room.

a baby anymore.” Luke chuckled. “But you’re right. It’s your idiot of a twin brother-so you can fix it. I can’t stand him

breathe like this, and I had no time for myself. I went from one mess to another mess, and it was starting

deep breath and walked downstairs, where my dad and Beau were still going

dirt, and you haven’t been a father to me in years, I don’t need you

grabbed my

tell Serena you love her and how sorry you are, every single day-but I haven’t heard any of those words!”

He yelled out. “Not from you, not from Emilio, not from Marcello. Not from anyone here!”

Beau, I thought to myself as I began to realize that I had to tell my dad about Christian after this. Why did my brother

let’s go-we can discuss this another time when you’re more calm, okay?” I spoke as I pulled his hand,

yell at me? As if all the other stuff wasn’t enough, my twin brother yelled at me. “Don’t yell at your sister!” Matteo

it again?” Beau spoke, defeated. “I’m telling you about my feelings,

into bed and to kiss you goodnight? Do you want me to read you a bedtime story?” Matteo mocked him. “Because I’m

household was tiring, and I wondered whether it was ever going to stop. Was this how crazy Christian and I

so much to say about Isobel, but you send me away to Fabio like a piece of meat-you’ve never cared for me as you’ve cared for Serena. None of you have!” Beau spoke as he

at me.

you think that is!” Matteo yelled in his face. “I’ve tried to fix things with you, and I gave you everything. All I’m asking from you is to find someone else

commented while I was still confused as to why I was even brought