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

Chapter 177

Dario opened up about his childhood and, of course, let out the part about Berto because of Lucio’s

presence.

He shared everything about his mother, whose family abandoned her because they thought she was crazy, how she raised him all by himself and how Mauro dropped his entire life to take care of Dario because no one else wanted to.

Throughout the entire story, Franco had a guilty look on his face, and I could tell that he was embarrassed by his actions. “Words will not be enough to apologize, but I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me,” Franco spoke.

Dario placed his hand on top of Franco’s and gave him a nod. “I know my mom…could be a bit much, and I know you did whatever you thought was necessary, but I want you to know that I’m nothing like my mom.” Dario suddenly spoke.

It seemed like his uncle finally had a good talk with him and told him the truth about his mom, who was so hungry for power. “I miss her a lot, and she’s still my mother-but I understand now.” Dario smiled while he looked at Franco and Lucio. “And I forgive you, all of you.”

“And you.” Dario chuckled. Christian looked up with a concerned look in his eyes and anticipated Dario’s words. “I’m sorry for everything.” Dario apologized.

“I’m sorry for getting under your skin, provoking you, trying to ruin this family…my family,” Dario spoke. “It’s still so much to get used to.”

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it.” Christian showed him a smile. He seemed sincere, but the idea of him being kind to Dario was strange and even scary. “And you,” Dario smiled at me.

Don’t blush, don’t blush.

I held in my breath and prayed he wouldn’t say anything stupid, which would make me fall from my chair. “I want you to know that I never used you, and I genuinely consider you to be my good friend. I like working with you, and I hope we can continue to work together…but under the Lamberti name this time.” Dario spoke. I was not too fond of everyone’s eyes staring at me, so I lowered my gaze and nodded my head while I wished for him to end the conversation.

“I’m sorry about…everything.” He spoke one more time. I knew what he meant by that and had a feeling he was talking about pushing Christian to swear at my family, telling me about Gina, spreading the video, trying to sabotage Beau, and so much more.

“It’s okay,” I spoke as I finally found the courage to look into his eyes. “I forgive you,”

“That’s good.” Dario smiled. It was time for him to break eye-contact, but he didn’t. “Of course, the two of you should work under the Lamberti name. You are both family!” Lucio luckily interrupted us.

He spoke a bit too loudly and let out several coughs. Christian immediately jumped up and stood by his -side to give him water while everyone else was full of worries. “That’s enough, dad. You need to rest before

everyone gets here-come on!”

“I’m fine. It’s nothing!” Lucio laughed. Lucio was so good at putting up a front that it was hard to believe sometimes that this man only had weeks left. He wasn’t thinking about himself, but he was always thinking about others.

“Uncle.” Dario smiled. He stepped closer and grabbed both of his hands. “I would really appreciate it if

you’d take a nap…for me?”

to take

Dario a grateful smile while Mauro cleared his throat as he stepped closer. “I’ll take him,” He smiled. Lucio let out an impressed laugh and leaned back in his wheelchair. “Sure, why not!”

of the room. “I don’t know where he got the energy from.” Dario chuckled. Franco gave him a warm smile and stood up to give him another hug. “From you, of course, he’s not even like that

look at Christian, but he did not react. He was either not jealous or just was doing a pretty

full truth, grandpa.” Christian finally spoke, while Franco

how Berto had been the one pulling strings,

“Not my Berto.” He gasped, surprised, and just like that, hope he had left to

a lot.” Franco sighed. “I’m so sorry I couldn’t

okay.” Enzo chuckled. “I’m alive, and I

what about the girl?” Franco asked Christian. “Something like that could traumatize her. We want her doing anything crazy, so you should keep her in

and felt even worse

excellent care of her, but she’s leaving today.” Enzo suddenly spoke. I felt my heart stop for

knew, Enzo knew,

course, he knew, he heard me yell and so did the

a break. A vacation.” Enzo shrugged and gave me a wink. It was nice of him to do that, and I

the best, considering all the shit we had to deal with- but I wasn’t embarrassed, and

think she was in any state

we have to discuss.” I reminded Christian. Gina was old news and Berto would not touch my daughter’s money.

money-you have to tell us where it is,” Christian spoke. Franco’s eyes got big as he stared at all of us with a startled look

the news. “The

were her parents, and

about the warehouse, and I know that’s where you’ve

before he placed his hand on his heart and closed his eyes. “He’s after the money?” Franco breathed. “So you mean to tell me that after all these years…he’s still

towards Franco and placed his hand

hearing the words, grandpa, and held Dario’s hands. “What is he planning on doing

from existence,” Dario told him. “The first instruction he gave me when we got here was to drive all of you crazy-so he could look for the money, and he succeeded.” Dario shared. “He didn’t tell me much about it,

is!” Franco spoke. “It is at the warehouse, but I have no idea where-”

you’ve been looking for it, but you must have an idea of where it is, right?” Christian asked. Franco shook his head and

for. It’s the key!” Franco suddenly spoke. He reached to grab something from his pocket and pulled out a picture. “Wow,

where the money is. The money is right here!”

time?” Enzo Co. ed. “Why

do we get to it?” Christian asked. “How do we get to the

no idea where.” He explained. “But my late friend who

because uncle Berto will blow up the fucking place. Both the warehouse and the club.” Christian spoke, irritated. The idea

the pictures. “Sir!” A man spoke as he