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

Chapter 151

“Get in.” Christian ordered me around as usual. He drove all the way over after a simple phone call, and he was not in a good mood. He seemed like the old version of himself.

My eyes moved to the gun in the backseat. What was he up to?

“Oh hell no, I’m not getting in,” I spoke, shocked. “I don’t know what you have planned, but I don’t want to be part of it.”

“That’s a first.” Christian snarled. “Don’t you always want to be part of everything?”

I was not in the mood to argue, and I did not want to cause a scene, so for once, I did what he asked me to do and got into the car. “Happy?”

Christian didn’t say another word and drove off while I stared at him and thought about whatever his problem might be this time. Was it because of the way I left yesterday? Was it because I didn’t answer my phone?

“Are you going to kill me and hide my body in the woods?” I attempted to lift the mood but quickly realized it failed. “No, of course not. Please think for once-why would I physically hurt you?” Christian snapped.

Calm down. It was a joke.

“Serena, you trust me, right?” Christian asked. He sounded miserable and broken. “As long as you don’t give me a reason not to trust you anymore.” I sighed. “Now tell me, where are we going?”

“I remember,” Christian spoke, determined. “You have to be a bit more specific.” I chuckled. He would. often start conversations out of nowhere and expect everyone to know what he was talking about. It was something he used to do all the time, but I thought it was cute.

“The party, I remember.” Christian continued. “The reason why I didn’t remember before was mainly because Dario is irrelevant to my past-but it all came back.”

“It was not Johnny. It was Luca. He was the one who helped him.”

“Wait, what?” I asked, shocked and listened as Christian told me the correct story. At the same time, I was still trying to process that they all threw food over him. That was a low and weak way of bullying him. “So now you’re going over to threaten your cousin because he helped your enemy?”

“You don’t get it, do you?” Christian rolled his eyes. “Don’t you think it’s weird how Luca suddenly showed his big head out of nowhere and tried his hardest to be friends with me-

“Calm down,” I told Christian. “Take a deep breath, relax, and please tell me in a way I can at least understand.”

“I think my uncle send him here to keep an eye on me. Luca had never shown any interest in hanging out with me until you moved in. I’m sure of it.” Christian spoke. His words were finally starting to make sense -and were something we should’ve come up with earlier. Luca made it clear from the very start that he

didn’t really like Christian, so why was he hanging around him?

I knew it was about time to block off the good side of my brains because it wasn’t going anywhere. There was no point in feeling sorry for everyone when all they did was betray me. Sorry for what?

“Do you now understand why we can’t all sit around a big table to talk this out? We can’t trust anyone, you can’t trust anyone. I need you to wake up!” Christian spoke some sense into me.

“D-do you

think he might’ve already known about me?” I wondered. It was a thought which had suddenly. occurred after hearing Berto had probably instructed him to keep an eye on all of us. “Maybe, my dad and my uncle used to tell each other everything-and my dad still used to follow his orders around the time. you were born.”

“But that’s not the point right now,” Christian sighed. “The point is that I know what he’s up to, and I will get the answers out of Luca, one way or another-”

agree.” I nodded. “Threaten him, tie him up, give him the Enzo treatment-but we need answers. All I want

couldn’t always remain the same sweet girl who wanted to protect

he might be involved with not only

a long time. “Yes, I’ve been trying to get ahold of him for

I muttered as my mind went to Gina. I didn’t mind her being out of the picture.

I couldn’t care less about her. “I know you don’t care about her, and neither do I, but she disappeared right after we got back together. Do

ruin our name,” I concluded. Getting rid of Enzo would probably bring around the same damage. Lucio was dying to have him at the family reunion and would literally die if he couldn’t make it. Berto Lamberti was

sighed. “I mean, I’m not as crazy as him, so

issue today? “You know what, don’t answer that question. He’s at the hospital with Dana and I’m not letting him miss the birth of his first son because of my uncle who is supposed to

do think you’re crazy, but so am 1, just not

of Luca, and Christian was right. It all seemed very suspicious. There was one thing I couldn’t understand, and that was

could’ve been handled way

family to feel sorry for Berto, but something told me that would not be an issue. This man seemed

spoke as he stopped the car.

could reach for the gun in the backseat while I gave him a flustered look. “J- johnny?”

not,” Christian spoke as he stepped out of the car. “I’ve been more like a brother

No one wants to have that brat as their little brother.”

Christian suddenly had a change of mind. “They’re still family, but I have a plan. I have a plan to get

“What’s

around my waist and pushed me towards the door. “My uncle is not that stupid. and the plan is to get answers out of him. That’s the only plan. Luca doesn’t

to get answers out of Luca and that I agreed to

moved towards me. “And Serena.” He smiled. “I heard you got back together

get into the house. “Is anyone else here?” Christian asked. “No, just Johnny,” Luca replied as his

you.” Christian chuckled and walked further while I followed behind him. “I came here to get to the bottom of

Luca asked.

Christian greeted his cousin. Johnny turned around and made his way towards me. He grabbed my hand and squeezed it. “I’m sorry for the way I

and the last thing I needed was an apology.

his head. “W-what are you doing?” Johnny stuttered, confused. He probably didn’t

told him.

sure of what to do. “Why are you here?” He repeated, but all Christian did was shrug his shoulders. “Let’s play

“I know the two of you don’t get along, but if you’re holding a gun to my head, to

growled. “I have questions, and you’ll be alright because Luca

smacked the bag of the gun against Johnny’s temple to show him otherwise. “Ow, what the fuck is your problem?” Johnny asked.

that confident anymore. “I don’t know what I’ve done, but please stop.

even that scared when Fabio’s men held a gun to his head, and he was even willing to lose his life-but he

pain.

family, right?” Christian asked. “I don’t know anything. I-I don’t know!” Luca stuttered. Christian hadn’t even asked him a question or informed him about the

“You obviously know why I’m here. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be like this.

seemed frightened, but not by Christian, and it was probably because he knew how much he meant to Christian. Christian knew he could take a hit, but he would never kill him. Not when Johnny