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.

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“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.”

fix anything, Johnny explained. “He chose to be in this business, and the truth is

happened to Dario’s uncle, I was frightened for Siena’s life and decided it would be for the

wish I could say he was doing fine, but he seemed stressed and wouldn’t open up about his feelings-but

“True.”

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

helping, but somehow I managed. “Serena, come

second. Christian opened his arms. and pulled me in his embrace. “You’re freezing.

my head. “Don’t be.

and looked at the ground where his uncle was buried. All I wanted was to hug him and

me forward. “Is he going to be okay?” I whispered. Dario was like a robot, and

about to say something, but before he could-we got interrupted by the sound of his phone. “Answer it,” Dario spoke for

I blame them? No, not this time. I could take a lot, but even this was a

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

need to give

hand, but this time he didn’t let go of me. He looked down at our intertwined hands with a sad look in his

haven’t told Christian, but your uncle gave me a letter.” I showed him

hands and tore the envelope to shreds, revealing the letter. With

was in the letter must’ve opened some kind of scars. He fell to the ground and leaned against a

his body while I looked around my surroundings to find Christian. What should I do? Should I comfort him? Would he even let

seemed broken and vulnerable, so I did the first thing which occurred to me and got on

sobbed as I brushed my hand through his hair. I was grateful he decided to let me comfort him because he needed it. Despite everything. I had always viewed him as a strong person. Unfortunately, things

and had shown 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

meant it, and even though I had