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

Chapter 132

“I knew it,” Christian whispered while I was still trying to process everything. “You knew what? Is that really Dario?”

“I thought you told me the two of you never met?” I spoke, confused. I didn’t know what the meaning was of any of this. “That’s what he wanted us to believe,” Christian said.

“Serena, I feel like I should thank you for asking me about my childhood pictures. Otherwise, I wouldn’t even have noticed.” Christian chuckled, but I was still as clueless as one could be.

“Thanks?” I mumbled. “But what’s Dario doing at your uncle’s birthday party?”

“Serena, there’s something I have to tell you.” Christian sighed. “When I went to visit Isobel’s grandpa, he told me that Dario came by to tell him not to fix things. He had the opportunity to help you with Beau, but he didn’t. He tried to bribe him.”

“W-what?” I stuttered, unsure of where this story was even headed. “I heard that Dario had been asking questions about my uncle, and I had a feeling there was more behind it-”

“So what you’re trying to tell me is that he lied in my face and pretended to feel sorry for me while he specifically asked the Sala’s not to do anything?” I spoke with clenched fists. I felt stupid for trusting him. but Christian told me this all along. I just didn’t want to listen.

I knew he had something against Christian, and I told him he had to stop, but this time it was unforgivable.

The words, sorry, were finally making sense now.

“I’m so stupid,” I whispered. “I was worried about letting you around Siena while Dario was literally there. You warned me about him, and I went against you-

“You’re not stupid. You’re too good for this world” Christian spoke. I knew he was trying to make me feel better, but I already should’ve done something after seeing the first red flag. No sane person would go as far as taking pictures of their enemy. “So what you’re trying to tell me is that you’ve met Dario as a child, and somehow he’s back to ruin your life?”

“I think he’s a Lamberti,” Christian stated. “I think he’s somehow my uncle’s secret son. I don’t know why he would be at the party or why he would hate me-

“Because everything that went to you was supposed to be his, if your grandpa had never removed your uncle and if your uncle had acknowledged him as his legitimate son.” I sighed-all of this made sense.

“That’s what I think, but I don’t know for sure.”

“Christian, I’m so sorry.” I apologized. I really thought I could trust Dario. He had been nothing but kind to me, but it turned out that was all an act too. I bet our meeting at the grocery store wasn’t even a coincidence.

“Don’t be. You didn’t know.” Christian reassured me. “You’re never the problem. You know that-, and Dario has nothing against you. He has something against me.”

“He told me he felt sorry for me, but now you’re telling me that he bribed Isobel’s grandpa to sabotage everything. What do you mean?” I spoke, surprised. “He’s against me whether he realizes it or not.”

“No, he isn’t.” Christian sighed. “I would like for him to be, but he isn’t. Sabotaging Isobel was to get to me

so that I couldn’t do you a favor,” Christian explained. “He’s not a threat to you. Otherwise, I would’ve interfered a long time ago.”

“So what now?” I asked, defeated. It was not as if I could suddenly stop working with him, not when other people were already involved.

“You go on as usual, and you do not let him know that we know about this,” Christian spoke. “Does he know the two of us are hanging out again?”

to stop bothering you, but that’s it.”

get more information out of him?” I suggested, but Christian shook his head. “No, that’s not a smart

as my cheeks

charity-Dario has some good connections, so you might as well make use of it.” Christian spoke, but that wasn’t enough for me. He was right, I could make use of him and throw him aside when I was finished, but I

then how about I get him to talk about his past? More questions about

Mauro,” Christian spoke. “He would never open up,

can I do? I want to help.” I spoke. I was just as curious as Christian and did not appreciate Dario lying to me. “You can go into his office and find some

help-not how I can get killed.” I rolled my eyes. I offered my help because

didn’t want you

couldn’t handle it.

had no idea you were like this.” He complimented me. It proved enough that there was so much we didn’t know about each other. If we were really one, he would’ve known that I was always open to doing stuff like this. “In the meantime, I’ll find prove.

Johnny and Luca?”

told them,” Christian spoke. “I don’t know what their reaction will be, so I think it’s

temper, and Johnny never spoke about his father, so it probably wouldn’t end well. “It’s not like you can ask your dad either. He needs his

fingers through my hair. “I feel like you’re the only one who understands me at

and it was actually pretty crazy how a photo book

I asked to ease the tension. Christian let out a laugh

so much shit to say about the Lamberti’s. It turns out he might

his words broke my heart. No one could choose the family they

that surname. Also, I had a lot of crap to say about the Lamberti’s, but I never thought it would be a

from Maddie and Isobel carrying the Alfonzo name.

I told Christian, who patiently waited for me to speak. “Isobel is pregnant and

it to heart, they just found out, and

with a baby?” Christian frowned.

make a great dad.” I praised him. He was but he was very overprotective in a good way and would make a perfect dad.

an asshole,

how Siena has so many people to play with?” Christian smiled. “She doesn’t have any siblings, so it’s

I

without a family, and even now, I wasn’t that close with my cousins. They all grew up together (while I suddenly came into the picture, so we didn’t

to fix the bond between the Lamberti’s and the Alfonzo’s. We have to do it for Siena’s sake.”

through the same struggles I went through, and I was determined to make sure of it. Siena was an only child, so I wanted her to grow up with all of her cousins, and I didn’t want there to be any family feud.

want to hear it-but we should start by getting back together,” Christian spoke and grabbed my hand. When was he

know if I

Siena to grow up with step-siblings? Do you want her to become like Dario?”

to see him

stepmom or step-siblings for

did not want her to end up like Dario, who was obsessed with the Lamberti’s.

relationship therapy?” I asked, embarrassed. I felt ashamed to bring up the subject, but Christian had a point. I

Christian chuckled. “Do I look like I