His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika
Chapter 158

Chapter 158

Chapter 158

“I’ll drop you off at home, and after that, I’m going to get my uncle,” Dario spoke after an awkwardsilence.

I was still pissed at Christian and couldn’t stand the thought of him and Gina being together. I didn’tcare. if she was close to death. I just didn’t want her around.

“You can also stay with us. Apparently, our house is a walk-in clinic,” I scoffed. “N-no, you’ve alreadydone enough.” Dario sighed. “I can’t believe I betrayed my dad.”

“I’m so sorry.” I apologized. I was so caught up in my own stuff that I had forgotten all about his actions.He betrayed his dad, who he was so fond of, and he did it all for me. He was also the one who cameback for

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“No, don’t be. I don’t know what would’ve happened if we came any later. I don’t know what I wasthinking -I’m the one who should be apologizing.” Dario spoke. I still had so many questions, but at themoment, Dario seemed just as confused as I was, and he needed time.

“Do you think your dad will come back for Luca?” I wondered. After Dario’s betrayal, Luca was the onlyone Berto could probably count on. Dario betrayed him, and Johnny was never an option.

“I don’t know.” Dario sighed. “He told me that it wasn’t time to reveal himself because Lucio is still alive-but he’s all on his own now, so I don’t know.”

“And the Orlando estate?” I continued. I was willing to hear every bit of information he wanted to giveme. “I’ll wait until my dad’s cools down. He can’t stay mad at me forever.”

“Do you still want what Christian’s has?” I asked, surprised. I thought we were heading towards the endof, things, but we were not. “I still think his position is supposed to be mine,” Dario spoke. “Dad wenttoo far with kidnapping Enzo and the girl, but we still have the same goal.”

“Dario…”

“You already carry the Orlando name, just let it rest and go your own way. Christian doesn’t haveanything to do with this!”

“He has what’s mine, and he never said anything about it-so how does he not have anything to do withthis?” Dario pointed out. Fair point, he got me there.

“And what if you’d talk to him about it so the two of you can work things out?” I suggested. “I did knowwhat happened in the past because I wasn’t there-but Christian has changed a lot.”

“You’re so cute, Serena.” Dario chuckled. I knew my words sounded stupid, but I could always try.

“I just want you to stay by my side. I don’t want to lose you too.” I muttered, embarrassed. All I wantedwas for everyone to get along. Why did it have to be so difficult?

Dario drove me home and never addressed my words again. I bet he felt terrible for Enzo and Ginabecause putting their lives in danger was not part of his plan, but despite all of that, nothing hadchanged. He still held a grudge against Christian.

“Thanks for the ride.” I barely whispered and reached out my hand to open the door, but before I couldmake another move, Dario wrapped his hand around my wrist to stop me. “I’m sorry, Serena.” Hespoke without meeting my eyes.

“Yes, I know.” I nodded and tried to release myself from his grip, but he wouldn’t let go of me. “Also…yes, I

hate my cousin, but don’t give Christian a hard time. Gina was in there because of him, so it’s onlynatural for him to hel-”

“Fuck you!” I snarled, annoyed, and got out of the car. “Serena?” Dario called out, but I ignored him andslammed the door shut.

First Beau and now Dario? Dario didn’t even like him. I stomped towards the mansion and noticed howDario was determined to make sure I got in safe. Seeing Ramiro’s car in the driveway made me evenmore pissed. If anyone needed to treat their wounds, they could’ve done that at the hospital. I couldunderstand him wanting to help his brother, but Gina?

“What’s up with the expression? You look like a witch.” Marc, who leaned against the door, chuckled.“Christian told me to wait for you. Come on.”

Oh, so now he cared about me?

I walked past Marc and followed the voices in the house so I could replace Christian. “It’s not the time tothrow a tantrum, please don’t start anything an—”

“Shut up!” I yelled at him. One more comment and I would’ve gone entirely crazy. “It’s so easy for youto talk when you don’t know what I’m going through,” I told Marc. “You should’ve been there. He walkedpast me and left me in that basement for…her?”

“Serena, Christian cares about you-you know that.” Marc defended him. “But there’s a line betweenbusiness and personal feelings. Not everything is about you.”

Not everything is about you….

“It is,” I told Marc. “Gina isn’t just anyone. You know that. She’s the one who deceived me by-”

“Serena, stop it!” I heard Christian’s voice and turned around to face him. He seemed embarrassed,and only after seeing the look on his face, I realized that I was out of control. I wasn’t over, Gina. Iwould never get over it.

“What’s wrong with you?” Christian sighed as he grabbed my hands and stared into my eyes as if hewas trying to replace the answer behind them. “You need to calm down. You can’t get your personalfeelings get in the way like this. Gina was close to death. Did you want me to leave her there?”Christian asked.

He was right, but I couldn’t help it. Cesca was right. Maybe I was weak, and perhaps I didn’t fit in. Whatif I was wrong? What if I was better off cleaning the house after all?

“I didn’t leave you because I didn’t care about you. I left you there because you weren’t on your own.I’ve never ever left you on your own before-you know that.”

I looked around me and watched as also Marc and Beau enjoyed the show. Whatever my issue was,this was clearly not the time to discuss it. “Where is Dario?” Beau asked as he looked around him.

“He’s picking up his uncle and staying out of the picture until his dad calms down,” I told him before !turned around to face Christian. He needed me and all I cared about was Gina. “How is Enzo?”

“Broken, literally,” Christian replied. He looked from Beau to Marc, who got the message and walkedaway so we could be alone. “Serena, I should’ve thought about your feelings-and I’m so sorry.”Christian apologized.

He seemed shocked and flustered by my outburst, and it was obvious that he genuinely had no ideawhy I was angry. “Serena, say something!” Christian pleaded and moved his hands to my shoulders.

“Do you have feelings for her?” I asked.

“What, no?” Christian answered. “Do we have to have this conversation again? I know I mademistakes, and I told you I’m sorry.”

“So you don’t love her?” I sighed, relieved. That was all I needed to hear.

“No, she’s not even my type.” Christian laughed, confused. “I only fall for Serena’s who can’t tell leftfrom right, can’t cook, clean-that’s my type.”

“I only love you,” Christian spoke. “So please don’t ever scare me again. I thought you were going topack your stuff again.”

I laughed at the worried look on his face and pulled him into a hug. “Maybe I was overreacting. I’msorry.” I apologized as I thought about my actions. “And I love you too, I love you too much, and that’swhy I get so jealous.”

It wasn’t about what he had done. It was about Gina. I felt threatened by Gina, and that was on me. “Doyou know how jealous I was when I saw you get into that car with Dario? Did you hear me complain?”Christian frowned.

“I’m so sorry!” I burst out laughing at his cute expression. “I think your mom is right, I think I should justbecome a housewife.”

“No.” Christian shook his head. “I think we have these issues because I don’t involve you enough. Ithink it’s the opposite.”

“You think?” I wondered. “Speaking of opposites, it’s time for you to sit down with Dario so the two ofyou can fix whatever is going on. Wouldn’t it be a lot easier to have him by your side?”

“Maybe.” Christian shrugged. “You know I always agree with your advice, so how about you come upsomething?”

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“Really?” I asked, surprised. It was still so interesting to see how he agreed with every little thingnowadays. “Yes, really.” Christian nodded.

“Then should I cancel Carmen?”

“No,” Christian spoke. “We need to appear as normal as possible-and I can’t survive another daywithout Siena.”

“Okay, great.” I smiled and grabbed Christian’s hand to pull him down the stairs. “I can steal you awayfor a minute, right?”

“Yes, sure.” Christian smiled. “Ramiro is taking good care of them. I have more than enough time foryou.”

“Won’t you look at them? They were close to breaking up just a second ago.” Beau gagged andnudged Marc, who did the same. “I called Johnny. He handcuffed Luca to a desk.” Marc told us.

“What?” Christian frowned. “You know what, don’t tell me-I don’t want to know.”

“Me neither.” I agreed. “But he deserves whatever is coming for him, now enough about Luca, andeveryone focus on me.” I smiled. Christian joined Beau and Marc and waited for me to speak.

“After today, I’ve realized that maybe I should be taking my distance from this crazy family businessand keep myself busy doing chores instead.”

“No.” Beau sighed and leaned his head against Marc’s shoulder. “I think I know where this is going.”

“And since we have a full house tonight.” I continued my speech. “I’ve decided to cook a meal for all ofus!”

I patiently waited for their reactions, but other than three disgusted looks, I did not get a single reaction.“I said I’m going to cook!” I repeated myself.

“Wow, really?” Christian gasped and nudged Beau and Marc to force a reaction out of them. “Wow,really?” Beau mimicked Christian. “Just in case anything happens, we have a doctor in the house, so Iguess we can handle Serena’s cooking today.”

“Yes.” I smiled, “I’ll be cooking for everyone, even Gina. I’m still trying to figure out my job here, andmaybe it’s being a housewife, who knows?” I shrugged.

“I’m here for it.” Christian agreed and slammed his arm around my shoulder. “You guys, Serena isoffering to cook for us-don’t treat her like that!”

“Thanks.” I smiled at Christian. I always forgot about little moments like these, which mattered morethan anything. It showed me that he cared about me and that I was worrying over nothing. Christianloved me, and there was no reason to doubt his love for me.

“Serena is cooking, and everyone will empty their plates until the very last crumb.” He spoke andpressed. a kiss against my temple.

“See?” Christian whispered. “No matter what you might think, I’m always on your side.”