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

Chapter 174

“Serena.”

I yawned and slowly opened my eyes, only to find myself in bed. “What, how did I ended up here?” I asked, exhausted.

“Oh my god, Siena!” I suddenly called out as I sat up straight, Christian pulled me back and laughed at me while I wondered what I had been doing for the entire night instead of taking care of the baby. “Siena is fine, crazy.”

“Huh?”

“You fell asleep yesterday, remember?” Christian freshened up my memories. I sat still for a moment so I could come to my senses. “You drank a lot, so I had to carry you upstairs and take care of you, like always” “Oh yeah, that’s right,” I spoke, embarrassed as some flashbacks from last night went through my head.

“Yes, and you were very heavy” Christian smirked. I gasped in surprise and hit his chest as i denied his accusations. “No, I’m not!” I told him. “Stop lying!”

Couldn’t he be nice for once?

Christian let out a laugh and protected himself before he held down my hands. “You need to get ready. He smiled.

I reached for my phone and laughed at Christian’s silliness. “It’s five in the morning. Please tell me you’re kidding?”

“No? I’m serious,” Christian told me as if I was crazy. I took a good look at him and noticed how he was fully dressed. It was crazy how early he got up, but that was typically Christian. The only annoying thing was that he expected me to do the same.

“I think it’s better to tell your grandpa everything when Dario gets there, right?” I tried convincing him, but all he did was roll his eyes. “He wanted me to be there early, so I should at least be there to calm him down, right?”

“Y-yes, yes, sorry.” I apologized. It was a bit selfish on my part, and I was the one who told him I wanted to be more involved.

“You go and get ready. I have some…stuff to take care of Christian gulped. He was about to leave, but I held his wrist and gave him a hopeless look. “Please don’t tell me you’re checking up on her again.”

Christian closed his eyes and let out an annoyed breath while he released his wrist from my grip. “Serena, we already had this conversation. I’m responsible for her, so I won’t abandon her until I know she’s okay.”

“I’ve had it with you and your unlogical ways.” I scoffed, annoyed. “Enzo can walk again, so can Gina. He’s even going outside nowadays-so can Gina!” I snapped at him. “She can walk from the bathroom to the -bed, so she can walk from the room to a fucking taxi and go home!”

“Yes, I don’t have time for this.” Christian sighed as he walked towards the door. “Hello?” I called out. “So you’re just going to ignore me again?”

I grabbed the first thing I could find and threw a plastic bottle at his head, but he was already out the door before it could hit him. The two of us getting along was just for a little while. “Asshole,”

My angry thoughts got interrupted by the sound of my phone, and I grew a big smile on my lips as I read Dario’s name and a good-morning text. At least someone was willing to talk to me.

My hands moved towards his number, and I was hesitating whether to call him or not, but I could not stop myself and ended up dialing him anyway.

“Serena?” Dario spoke, surprised. “You left me hanging yesterday, so I’m surprised to hear from you.”

My cheeks were flushed as I thought about his message from yesterday. Was that heart emoji necessary? He didn’t even address it, so perhaps it was a friendly heart after all.

I left.” I sighed. “Long story short, Christian did what you told me he would do, and he saw your dad,” I explained.

my dad?”

Apparently, he even fainted and

I called out his name. “Yes, I’m sorry.” He apologized. “I’m just so

same way they had done to me, so I knew perfectly well how he felt. The only difference was that I had Christian to protect me back then, but things had changed. In case anything were to happen, Christian would be there to protect

Lucio are really excited to meet you-and the Lamberti’s are okay.” I reassured him. “You’re funny, handsome, charming, and kind-so just be

mentally smacked myself while Dario’s

almost feel his smirk through the phone and wondered if he even knew what he

was a good friend and someone I liked listening to, so maybe

been staying at our house because Christian claims he doesn’t want her to be traumatized, but she seems alright to me!” I

a lot, Serena.” Dario interrupted me. “He’s right. Stuff like that can be traumatizing. I’m sure he has his reasons for wanting

my heart had shattered into pieces as I expected for Dario to at least get my point, but

in Dario’s words. “I’m sure Christian can find her some professional help and send her back home. There’s no reason for her to be

agreed. “That’s what I told him!”

what do I do?”

by her hair and tell her to leave by herself or you throw her

with the situation myself, and I didn’t need Christian’s permission to do that. This

he was going to fall into his old routine and keep doing whatever

now-thank you.” I smiled while he laughed at

and get some more sleep-it’s not good to be up this early.” Dario sighed. “How are

my

Christian.” I rolled my eyes. Taking care of Siena wasn’t easy, and even though Carmen was here, Siena wasn’t her daughter. She was my daughter.

issue waking up in the middle of the night to

don’t want to get on my cousin’s bad side.” Dario laughed. “He’s surprisingly

risk that.”

you risking it right now?” I asked in a teasing tone. I mean, you’re

we’re just having a friendly conversation.” Dario spoke. And

turned towards the mirror so I could take a look at the blush on my face. He wasn’t wrong. I was the one who called him. “Listen, I have to go, and I’ll

if he could see right through the phone. My tone was enough

spoke in a hurry and

and let out a surprised gasp. “Why am I blushing?” I whispered,

killing some time. I was ready to get out of the house and didn’t want to deal with Christian’s mood swings. He would at least treat me like he loved me whenever there were other people

final result of my dress-up party and wondered who

his hands. I wasn’t sure whether I wanted to acknowledge him

out a scoff.

don’t want to argue with you.” I mimicked his usual tone and

me to be honest and to tell you

yell at me, you just keep on going and expect me to accept it,” Christian spoke. “I’ve never thrown