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

Chapter 135

“Look at you, so that you can pay attention!” Dario commented after his explanation. I was at the Orlando estate, and we met up again.

It wasn’t really that I was paying attention, but I prepared myself for what I was about to do. Should I really look through his office? Was Christian crazy? But then again, I’m the one who offered my help.

“This might be a heavy subject for you, but I thought we could maybe visit…the home you grew up in-

“What?” I laughed at his hilarious words. “I’m not ashamed of where I come from. I really don’t mind going there.”

Even if it wasn’t intended to be like that, his words hurt me, which was the last thing I needed at the moment. Not from him. He already hurt me more than enough.

Going against Beau’s happiness meant going against my happiness, and the worst thing was probably that he pretended to be all smiley after he learned the news. He was probably fuming inside.

There were no words to describe how much I was hoping for all of this to be one big misunderstanding. but I knew it wasn’t. The little boy in the pictures was undeniably Dario. There was no doubt about that.

Christian said he wasn’t a threat to me, but who would even go this far to help me? “Dario, do you like me?” I asked. His eyes went big, and he cleared his throat.

“I’m sorry?” He frowned. The question was loud and clear. It was something he should’ve been able to answer with yes or no. “Of course I like you. I’m helping you despite my busy schedule so-”

“And what’s this busy schedule of yours?” I pushed him. It was something I had been wondering for a while now. Busy schedule? All he did was ruin Christian and stalk the Lamberti’s as if his life depended on it.

Dario leaned forward and gave me a smirk as I looked away. Why did he have to be that handsome? Why couldn’t he just be ugly? It would’ve made things a whole lot easier.

I ignored the feeling of my beating heart and took a deep breath. Whatever crazy crush I had, it had to end. All of it was a lie, his help, his kindness-all of it. “You’re very curious, aren’t you?” Dario teased as 1 lowered my head.

if I asked you something I

back. “I don’t have any secrets from you. I’m not Christian.” He chuckled. The cheating situation was nothing to joke about, so I couldn’t get through my head why he had the nerve to bring

took me so much not to laugh in his face. This was ridiculous. If being obsessed

he walked through the door. I put a smile on my face, but

were not present around

seemed so kind and

the plan. Dario thought ahead and didn’t

and made up a plan in my head. All I needed was a reason to excuse myself. If I had one, I could go upstairs

deep conversation with Mauro, I grabbed the glass of juice from the tray and dropped it over my dress. “Shit.” I gasped as both Mauro and Dario turned their heads to look at me. “Are

a pout on my face. Dario chuckled and grabbed a napkin from the table, but I stood

muttered and took a step back.

wouldn’t want to get in the

him being a Lamberti, but that was as far it went. He definitely did not share

actually look at the footage. Gaining his trust was so easy that it worried me because

be his

at the end of the hallway. Got it.

was most likely the reason why he didn’t care about what I was doing. The door was locked. I let out a frustrated breath and leaned my head

every bit of information in my head. The big-screen read

and find a better solution, but that was out of the question. Christian probably expected my help, and I would not let

calmed myself down and took a deep breath before I focused on the lock. All I needed was a

Dario’s birth date?

typed in the numbers and closed my eyes as I waited for good luck, but nothing