His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118 

“We’re getting my stuff, and then we’re getting the hell out of there,” I told Luca. It was my first time back at the mansion, and I had mixed feelings. 

Christian’s words hurt me a lot, and I couldn’t stop thinking about them. He did not only called us dirty Alfonzo’s, but he also had the nerve to say Siena wasn’t one of us. 

“I understand.” Luca spoke. For some reason, he was reticent, which was only adding to my nerves. “I thought he wouldn’t be home, but I think he is.” He sighed. 

“I honestly don’t care. I have nothing to say to him.” I shrugged. Even Luca was surprised after hearing about Christian’s words and could not find it in his heart to defend him. “I’m on your side. Please don’t forget that He reminded me for the tenth time. “Great, let’s go-I’m ready.” 

If I hadn’t heard about Christian’s shocking words. I would’ve taken Siena with me so he could at least see her-but he put me in a situation where I couldn’t. I was afraid to let her alone with him when I couldn’t even defend myself. 

The entire estate was empty, which I had no problem with. The last thing I needed was for everyone to stare at me. “It seems like I have to use you one last time.” I spoke to the key as I unlocked the door. 

“All I have to do is grab my stuff and get out of here,” I told Luca as we walked through the door, but the moment we took our first step Christian walked towards us. “No,” Luca spoke as he covered his body in front of me to protect me. 

“She doesn’t want to talk to you. All she wants to do is to grab her stuff and leave, don’t make it harder for yourself.” Luca told him. “Serena, please don’t do this.” Christian pleaded, but all I could think about were his words. Dirty Alfonzo’s 

“Luca, let him be, I spoke as I walked past him and made my way upstairs to grab my stuff. Christian followed behind, but he did not lay a finger on me. The message of me not wanting him to touch me was very clear. 

I pulled out one of my suitcases and pushed in everything I could. I was not in the mood to fold things. and I did not want to be in the same room as him. “So you’re not going to say anything?” Christian asked. 

The sadness in his voice made me miserable, and I had to remind myself why I hated him. I could not feel sorry for him. I couldn’t. 

I cursed under my breath and kicked my feet against the suitcase as I used all my strength to close it. “Let me help you,” Christian offered, but I pushed him away. 

“Don’t touch me, please.” I spoke. Christian listened and took a step back. “Serena, don’t be like this.” He sighed. “Luca!” I called out before I heard loud footsteps on the stairs. “What is it-what is he doing?” Luca asked in a hurry, 

“He’s breathing.” I spoke as I rolled my eyes and rolled the large suitcase towards Luca. “I’ll put it in the car.” Luca offered and gave Christian one last glare. “Cheater.” He muttered under his breath. 

“Serena, if you need your space, that’s fine-but can we at least work something out for Siena?” Christian had the nerve to ask. My blood was boiling, and it made me pissed. I couldn’t get to him, so my poor suitcase and my poor clothes had to live off my anger. 

“Are you sure you care about her? Or do you see her as a dirty Alfonzo?” I asked and stormed to the bathroom. “Dirty Alfonzo? What are you even talking about!” Christian lied again. That was the worst 

thing, his lies. 

“So you did not say you would kill all the dirty Alfonzo’s or that Siena is yours and that she’s a Lamberti?” I finally lost my patience. The original plan was to ignore him, but I couldn’t do it. I needed answers. 

I turned around to read the expression on his face, and he seemed devastated. Although I had a pretty good idea Dario was telling the truth, I was holding on to the little bit of hope that he wasn’t-but the look on his face said enough. 

“Or let’s talk about what kind of hypocrite you are. I can’t beat up Gina, but you can beat up Dario, who has done nothing?” 

“Of course, Dario. Christian sighed. “Serena, listen-he’s trying to ruin me, and he’s trying to come between us—” 

“I know!” I spoke, annoyed. “But you can’t blame Dario for cheating, and you also can’t blame him for calling us dirty Alfonzo’s!” 

“Serena, I didn’t mean it.” Christian stepped forward as I continued to throw everything into a bag. “That’s funny-It came to my attention that you say a lot of things you don’t mean!” 

“Yes, and I’m sorry!” Christian apologized. “One day, you’ll have to pay for these consequences!” I told him, “You’re not taking Siena away from me.” 

“What? What are you talking about? I would never do that!” Christian defended himself, but it was not just Christian. “And your family?” I asked. Christian took a deep breath and lowered his head as he was probably thinking of words to say. 

“My dad will bring her over once a week so that you can see her for a few hours. Not here, but at your family’s house-I don’t want you to be alone with her. And don’t ask me not to do this. You have brought this upon yourself.” I spoke as I tried my hardest not to meet his eyes. I did not want to do this, but his words scared me. I would not let him steal my baby away from me. 

“Are you serious? Are you sick?” Christian asked. Luca leaning against the door with the same confused look on his face. “I’m serious. You won’t be alone with her anymore. You have to gain my trust.” 

“And is this your decision or your family’s decision!” Christian yelled as he took a few steps forward. The dark look on his face made me step back, and he appeared to be seconds away from attacking me. “I told you I loved you, I still love you-but this time you’re pushing it!” 

“I’m pushing it?” I asked. “You’re the one who threatened to kill all Alfonzo’s, and you said Siena is yours, but I’m pushing it?” 

“Yes, you’re pushing it.” Christian nodded his head and slammed his hand against the wall as he cornered me. “I helped you out of that low-class neighborhood. I helped you out of two shitty jobs, I was willing to give you everything-but in the end, we both betrayed each other.” 

His words cut deeper than a knife. They were right when they said to listen to people when they were angry because that’s when the real truth comes out. “If you were willing to give me everything, then why did you cheat on me?” I asked him. I knew Christian’s heart and knew he would never lay his hands on a woman, but the way he switched scared me. 

“Serena, please don’t do this. I need you, and I love you and Siena. Just come back home, and we can work this out.” Christian softened his eyes and moved his hand to my cheek. “Since when have we ever let our families come between the two of us?” 

you think I can come back here and sleep with one eye open after what you said about the Alfonzo’s?” I chuckled in disbelief. “Just so you know, I was willing to forgive you, you know that-but all you do is lie, and I can’t take it anymore.” 

“What I said was stupid, and I didn’t mean it. Do you know why I said those words?” Christian spoke. “I said those words because Dario told me I should worry about you not letting me see Siena- 

“Which makes it even worse! Do you hear yourself?” I wondered. “Don’t you get tired of your excuses?” 

“I didn’t mean it, I don’t know why I said it, and I’m sorry-but I didn’t mean it,” Christian spoke defeated. “Just don’t take her away from me. You can’t take her away from me, please.” 

“You’re stealing my sentence. I’m supposed to say that I sighed as I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. “Serena, did you decide to let me see Siena once a week-or did your family push you to do that?” Christian asked. “Because I know the woman I love is not that kind of person.” 

“Siena needs her dad, and she does not deserve to suffer because of my mistake, so please think this through Christian requested. “She needs both of us.” 

“But your words. I reminded him. If anyone was willing to fight for Siena to be with both of her parents, it would’ve been me, but the childhood trauma of hearing someone would take something away from me had scared me. I heard it so many times before. I couldn’t even keep count. 

Iwill take away your privileges. 

I will take away your happiness. 

I will take away all the things you care about. 

I heard them all before, and they had yet to prove me wrong, so the thought of someone taking away my daughter, regardless of it being Christian, scared me. “Serena, I love you, and I know you still love me.” Christian desperately looked at me and waited for an answer. 

“I hate you,” I lied and looked the other way. Who was I trying to convince? “You don’t hate me. Your family. 

hates me.”