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

Chapter 218

“It doesn’t matter.” Johnny sighed. “I’m here now, and I think Dario could use a brother…so could I

“And I hate to say I told you so.” Johnny continued. “But I handed you, my dad and Luca, on a silver platter, and you let them live-

“I know, and I’ll fix it.” Christian looked at me. “We’re working on their whereabouts, but we don’t have anything y—

As soon as Christian noticed the look on my face, he stopped talking and covered my ears with his hands. “I’m afraid this doesn’t concern you, Serena” He smiled.

Usually, I would argue back, but this time I knew he was oChapter 218

“Look at him. He’s so pitiful. The couple next to me whispered while their eyes were glued to Dario. Anyone would’ve expected for him to cry, and rightfully so-but he didn’t.

It was his uncle’s funeral, and he didn’t shed a tear. Only one week had passed since the unfortunate event, and there were still a lot of mysteries that had yet to be unsolved.

I watched as Christian placed his hand on Dario’s shoulder and wondered what was going to his mind. If anyone hadn’t been the same, it had to be him. After informing him about his uncle’s crimes, he told me to keep it quiet-so I did. The only ones who knew were the ones who were aware of Berto.

I listened to him for Lucio’s sake, but even he couldn’t be fooled this time. His health had declined to the point it had taken him to the hospital. He demanded answers, and Christian had decided to give them to him, but only after the funeral.

There was one thing I hadn’t told him about, and that was the letter. It seemed to be something personal, so despite all the stuff that Dario said about me–I was going to be the one to give it to him. “Serena, are you okay?”

I turned my head and looked at Johnny, who had been awfully nice these past days. He moved his fingers to my eyes and wiped away my tears which I hadn’t even noticed. “I just feel so bad for him,” I whispered, looking at Dario.

“He’s supposed to yell, cry—maybe even resent us, but he isn’t.”

this

was frightened for Siena’s life and decided it would be for the best not to bring her along. I couldn’t even imagine what I had

stressed and wouldn’t open

“True.”

had passed, and the funeral service had ended. Everyone had left, except for Christian, who had not left Dario’s side. I was aware that Dario wasn’t in any mood to see me and

helping, but somehow I managed. “Serena, come here.” Christian motioned.

second. Christian opened his arms. and pulled me in

shook my head. “Don’t be. It’s

the ground where his uncle was buried. All I wanted was to hug him and to tell him that everything would be

going to be okay?” I whispered. Dario was like a robot, and anyone could see that he was not doing okay. Christian shrugged

he could-we got interrupted by the sound of his phone. “Answer it,” Dario spoke for the first time. “I’ll watch

from me. Could I blame them? No, not this time. I could take a lot, but

for a split second before he turned back around. Christian not being here was an excellent opportunity for me

give you something.”

to his hand, but this time he didn’t let go of me.

but your uncle gave me a letter.” I showed him the envelope.

snatched it from my hands and tore the envelope to shreds, revealing the letter. With trembling hands, he read through the letter, while I could only wonder the

he showed some type of emotion, meaning whatever was in the letter must’ve opened some kind of scars. He fell to the ground and leaned

looked around my surroundings to find Christian. What

did the first thing which occurred to me and got on my knees so

because he needed it. Despite everything. I

us that he was capable of anything. He only cared about one thing, and that was taking over the family business. He didn’t care who had to die for

kill his dad were not some random words. He meant it. I could tell that he meant it, and even though I had often been vocal about others not having the right to decide over other’s life, I wanted