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

Chapter 216

The room was silent as a grave as we all stared at each other. Beau glared at Johnny while Johnny looked at Luke, Carmen, and his younger cousin, Kenzo-while I couldn’t take my eyes off Dario.

I knew he had to be there for the conversation, considering any feud within the family business also involved him nowadays, but it was still difficult to be in the same room as him.

It was hard enough, pretending to be happy while I felt miserable. I felt broken, but I would not allow myself to show it. How could I sulk about Dario? Where would that leave Christian and Siena?

“So.” Christian cleared his throat. “First of all, Kenny—I would like to thank you for going against our evil uncle to protect the family business,” Christian told Kenzo. “We still failed but that’s not important right

now”

Seeing Christian talk to three teenagers was extremely uncomfortable and obviously, something he wasn’t very good at as he wasn’t very compassionate. “It’s no problem. I was glad to help.” Kenzo smiled while he stared at Carmen.

1 could see right through him and could smell his fear from here, but the poor boy was trying to hide his feelings for a girl who couldn’t care less. Carmen sat with her head glued to the floor and seemed close to walking out. It was mainly because of Johnny, and I could not blame her for being traumatized. It’s not every day someone who is supposed to protect you is willing to sacrifice your life for their benefit.

“Look, I think we can all agree that a lot has happened, and most of it shouldn’t even have happened— and…

Christian frowned his eyebrows at me while I gave him an encouraging nod. “I want to say that I’m sorry for failing you, every single one of you, and I take full responsibility for everything that happened-and it won’t happen again.” He apologized. “I’m sorry, and now that I’ve apologized…I hope we can all move on?”

It was silent for a second before Beau scoffed at Christian’s apology. “I want you to look at Carmen, and I want you to think about your apology. Is that the best you can do?”

“Beau, please.” I pleaded, but Christian stuck out his hand to stop me. “No, let him continue. I’m listening.

Beau took a deep breath. “I already said everything I needed to say.” He spoke. “I’ll stand behind you because of Serena and Siena-but that’s it.

“Very well then,” Christian spoke, annoyed, and turned around to face Johnny. “Johnny come on, you know what you have to do.”

“No, no, no, Johnny repeated with a surprised look on his face. “I’m not going to apologize for doing my job-I won’t,” Johnny stated.

“I brought Luca to my dad, so we could get them together and get rid of them, and when you weren’t working along I got so angry that I couldn’t think clearly, and I would’ve done it again…for the family. Johnny spoke without a single stutter.

I felt shocked and disgusted with his choice of words, but I knew my expectations were too high. Yes, Johnny had always been nice-but he was still a Lamberti. He wasn’t even close to being a saint, and we all shared different views from each other. Even though his family was messed up-he was actually willing to kill his dad and Luca.

My eyes moved from Beau’s clenched fist to Carmen, who was shaking, while Luke and Kenzo tried calming her down.

“So you just won’t admit to your mistakes?” I spoke for the first time, after seeing the devastated look on my sister’s face. “Are you really that selfish?”

shook his head. “I’m sorry, Serena, I tried to keep them safe, and I told Christian

to when Cesca and Gio talked crap about me while Lucio didn’t have the guts to stop

slightly nudged his shoulder.

uncomfortable, and it was probably because he was in the middle of

He probably thought we would all hug it out and

Serena.” Johnny stepped forward. “My job is to protect Christian, no matter what-and

Beau snapped as he lunged forward. This time Christian took action almost immediately and rushed in front of Beau to

parents, as all we could hear were the two yelling back and forth at one other. I looked back at Dario to see if

managed to call out Dario. Whether I wanted to talk to him or not, this was going too far and it had to stop. Dario stretched out his arms and took an exhausted breath.

nowhere. We all froze up and stared at him as it was unusual for him to lose his temper. Even when he had called me out for

think of is, where the hell did I get myself into?” Dario paced through the room. “Are you guys

felt terrible for Christian because Dario was correct. Ever since Lucio had fallen ill, there was no unity. and Christian was partly to blame. He was supposed to lead them but

his family could walk over him was because he let them, and he listened to me and told me I was right-so why was he holding himself back? He surprisingly took a step back

enough-but I’m not Christian, and I won’t let you disrespect the Alfonzo’s, so apologize.” He demanded before he turned to Christian.

seemed as if he felt at ease with the idea of not having

as ever, shook

“No, I won’t.”

or I’ll make you apologize, Dario spoke in a threatening tone. I didn’t know whether it was because he held an actual position, but

didn’t hesitate. “I’m sorry.” Johnny said. “If you really knew me, you would’ve known that I

understand that you’re angry and hurt-but you need to learn to get over things. I don’t know what they did to you at

seemed shocked. “I need to get over

to get over things.” Dario nodded. “What Johnny did was wrong, but you would’ve done the same if you were in his position-and don’t tell me you wouldn’t because

lowered his head, unable to say anything-because Dario had a point. The harsh truth was that any of us would’ve done the same thing. “I won’t forgive him,”

keep it together.” Dario stated. It was not a request, but an order-but it somehow seemed to be working.

care-but we’re not going to beat him like this, and I won’t let any

he had anything to add, while he seems impressed with Dario. “I agree.”

All of you?

baby and a fiancée to take care of, his father is dying, he has

of course not,”

your cousin as you claim you do, or do

spoke flustered.

what I thought because we all want the same thing, right?” Dario looked at everyone, only to get no answer in return. “Right?” He repeated himself. The way he