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

Chapter 173

Chapter 173

Dario

I enjoyed seeing you today!

Dario

I almost fell from my carseat and stared at the heart emoji with big eyes. He wasn’t flirting with me. No, he

wasn’t.

The heart was just meant to be something friendly and was nothing special. He said it himself. He didn’t want to create any issues with Christian.

But why was my heart beating fast? It was probably because I felt embarrassed. That had to be it.

Dario

See you tomorrow, beautiful

I gasped and threw my phone on my knees. Was I suppose to reply?

My thoughts got interrupted by Christian, who opened the car while he held Siena in his hands. “Siena!” I called out in a happy tone. She squealed after seeing my face and buried her head in Christian’s neck.

I had the sudden urge to unbuckle my seat belt to get to my daughter-but Christian, who was as quiet as a mouse, made his way to the back and seemed to be in a hurry to leave.

“Are you not going to argue with me and over who should drive?” I laughed at him, but he didn’t even crack a smile. “You drive.” He spoke while he buckled up Siena.

“Oh, okay,” I spoke, confused. “Are you staying in the back, or…”

Christian gave me an irritated look which already told me everything I needed to know. “Okay, so you’ll stay in the back.” I sighed. He was having one of his mood swings again, and it made me think about. Dario’s words. Did Christian really go through with his plan and faced his uncle?

“Christian, wait!” A voice suddenly yelled from afar. Franco ran over and stuck his head through the open car window. “Oh, wow,” I spoke, surprised, but Franco ignored me and stared at Christian.

“So you’re going to leave, just like that?” Franco frowned. “No explanation, nothing as to why my son, who is supposed to be dead, is still alive?” He yelled out, but this time Christian leaned towards the window and slammed his hand in front of Franco’s mouth.

Not that loud!” Christian told him. Christian gave me a worried look, but what he didn’t know was that Dario already told me part of the truth, so the only thing I had to process was the fact that Franco

to process this news. I don’t want you to faint again, and you need

voice. It was always literesting to see how he had no issue with raising his voice at his

Franco took a deep breath and removed his hands from the

chance to tell him about Dario “So.”1 sighed as I turned my head to Christian. I knew he had his reasons, so I wasn’t even going to argue

good at throwing tantrumns, so he undeniably expected me to attack him, but I didn’t mean any harm and it was

for a few seconds before the realization had finally hit him that I wasn’t going to yell at him. “Uh, yes.” He frowned. He told me the entire story as I drove off and was sure

anyone about this. If Franco fainted, I didn’t even want

been planting flowers for my dad while he’s trying to destroy everything he built,” Christian spoke

a tight hug and tell him everything

“Why?”

having to make any assumptions for ourselves.” I explained. “He obviously has a good idea about where it might

know what will happen if I’ll tell him that.

anywhere at the moment. “Christian, he fainted because

remained quiet, and so did I. I could at least give him some

make her a bottle.” Christian spoke after we arrived home and

past, I would’ve run after him and demanded him to talk to me, but I had him all figured out and. knew that all he needed at the moment was his space. I stood in the door opening and watched

ran over to him to give him a back hug. “Yes.”

pushed me off so he could put Siena in her crib. “Did I hurt your feelings, Serena?” He asked in the same playful

his face and held my hand. “I’m sorry, I just

I don’t want to take out my anger or you don’t deserve

mean you’re not allowed to talkgo me I know your uncle’s words must’ve scared you-but you can talk to me about anything. I can fake

more secrets, remember?”

around my waist and stared into my eyes. “What did I ever do to deserve you?”

until tomorrow, and we go watch a movie, like the old times?” I suggested. Christian grew a child-like smile on his face and gave me a nod. “Let’s

I ask Enzo and

head. “Just

prepared some snacks and blankets before we made our

Christian. He seemed unbothered and leaned back while he sipped his

know I like Disney movies,” I sighed, annoyed. It was typically something for him to let me choose, only to complain afterward. “That’s funny, so do

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