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

Chapter 136

Christian’s nothing like him.

That was the first thing going through my mind as I took a look at the collection of weapons on the wall.

Christian was fearless but cautious. Even though I definitely knew they were there. I had never ever seen weapons in the house. “Why do you have to be crazy? I thought I finally met someone normal.” I sighed as I observed the room.

It was nothing like an office. It seemed dark and uncomfortable-almost like a dungeon. There was no time for useless thoughts. I had to get myself together so I could search what I came for.

I took my chances and walked to the desk, but my heart almost dropped when I opened a drawer. It was full of pictures on top of pictures and pictures. I gasped and pulled them out to take a look at them.

They were pictures from months back, starting from when Christian and I weren’t even together. Pictures of Christian from around the time where I didn’t even know him yet, pictures of Christian bringing me home from the club, and much more. What was Dario up to?

Even though I knew I didn’t have much time. I pulled out more pictures. I was shocked and couldn’t believe my eyes. My eyes landed on a picture of me with Vince, Beau, and Luis. After I got involved with Christian, he also involved himself with my life.

I grabbed a picture of Christian driving Gina home as my heart nearly stopped. I knew this picture because this was the picture he had shown me, and back then, I thought he had this obsession with Christian, but he had an obsession with everyone close to him. He had an obsession with every single one of us.

My hands landed on a set of pictures of Franco. If Franco was indeed his grandfather, it must’ve meant Dario probably despised him even more than I did. There was one thing that was confusing me, and that was that Dario did not seem to have an issue with Lucio. I didn’t know whether it was because he was dying or because he didn’t resent him.

The collection of pictures of Johnny and Luca was as big as the stash of Christian’s and Franco’s. Christian’s theory was starting to become a reality, but I still needed actual proof.

“Oh my god, so scary.” I huffed at the weapons on the wall. It seemed as if he was preparing an army on his own, and it looked terrifying, but I had to keep it together. Time was ticking, and I had to go back any time now.

I opened the other drawer, which was full of maps, and flipped through the pages. I wasn’t that good with numbers, but I could still read and all I could understand was that he was sticking his nose into the Lamberti businesses. He was really trying to take over Christian life, and he was so shameless about it.

It made me sick, and I was disgusted. He was so obsessed with Christian to the point where he even thought about taking me. This must be why Christian was so sure that he wouldn’t hurt me.

I took out my phone and took pictures of every little thing that had caught my eye. Dario wasn’t messing —with just Christian anymore, but he was messing with everything which would one day become Siena’s,

and I would not accept that.

He couldn’t touch Siena.

Christian’s uncle. It was obvious that the

plan. I grabbed my phone and texted

found it, but just as I was about to leave, my eyes landed on a vault in the back. It was a giant vault, and

do at the moment, so I left the office and made my way

that anymore. I really thought he was a good person, and I felt stupid for trying to see the good in people. A small part of me was still hoping for all of to be one big misunderstanding. Dario never appeared to be an aggressive or angry person,

and looked down at the stain. “Yes, I can see.” Dario sighed and slammed his arm around my

I would end my own business, and he

up

with

nodded. “I’m just a bit tired. I guess it’s because I really paid attention today.”

did a really good job today. I think we’re done

sick, and I didn’t want to be near him anymore. The horror-like layout on his wall made me

angrier than Christian and Beau combined? Was that

all I could see was the person who denied my brother his happiness. He listened to my struggles and looked me in the eye while he was one of the people who encouraged Isobel’s grandpa not to take

back as I patiently waited for him. to remove his hand from my shoulder. “Where’s your dad?” I asked.

frowned. If he was planning on living with a new identity or whatever kind of game he was playing, he was not really doing a good job. “Your

to pick something up.” Dario explained. “Okay.” I chuckled. “Anyway, I have to go,

me and wrapped his hand around my wrist. I looked from

sorry,” Dario muttered and released me. “I know it’s none of my business,

so if anything, he should know. Was he testing me? I would play along with his game just as Christian suggested. All I had to do was give him a bit

“We visit each other for Siena’s sake-but I just can’t stand him.” I sighed. “I hope

because my family doesn’t know yet” I pouted. “I only told you” Knowing Dario, he would jump

nodded his head. That’s right, he couldn’t play me this time.

heard, congrats,” Dario gulped.

wanted to celebrate it with Beau and Christian since they’re best friends-so we’re all going out tomorrow.” I sighed. “It’s not like I want to, but Beau is my brother.”

him in a trap. He knew that he could not tell my family anything, because that would mean that he would lose my trust.

actually believed my words. “No, please-I don’t mind.”

was giving him the truth he wanted. Just as he had to gain my trust, I had to gain

go out for dinner sometime, just as friends?” Dario suggested. I knew the friend part was just to satisfy me

surprised. “That’s good to know. I’m looking