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

I was still pissed at Christian and couldn’t stand the thought of him and Gina being together. I didn’t care. 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 already done 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 came back for 

“No, don’t be. I don’t know what would’ve happened if we came any later. I don’t know what I was thinking -I’m the one who should be apologizing.” Dario spoke. I still had so many questions, but at the moment, 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 only one 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 give me. “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 end of, things, but we were not. “I still think his position is supposed to be mine,” Dario spoke. “Dad went too 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 have anything 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 with this?” 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 know what 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 wanted was 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 Gina because putting their lives in danger was not part of his plan, but despite all of that, nothing had changed. 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 could make another move, Dario wrapped his hand around my wrist to stop me. “I’m sorry, Serena.” He spoke 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 only natural for him to hel-” 

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

First Beau and now Dario? Dario didn’t even like him. I stomped towards the mansion and noticed how Dario was determined to make sure I got in safe. Seeing Ramiro’s car in the driveway made me even more pissed. If anyone needed to treat their wounds, they could’ve done that at the hospital. I could understand 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 find Christian. “It’s not the time to throw 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 you to talk when you don’t know what I’m going through,” I told Marc. “You should’ve been there. He walked past 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 between business 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. I would never get over it. 

“What’s wrong with you?” Christian sighed as he grabbed my hands and stared into my eyes as if he was trying to find the answer behind them. “You need to calm down. You can’t get your personal feelings 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. What if 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 walked away 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 idea why 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 made mistakes, 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 left from 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 to pack your stuff again.” 

I laughed at the worried look on his face and pulled him into a hug. “Maybe I was overreacting. I’m sorry.” I apologized as I thought about my actions. “And I love you too, I love you too much, and that’s why 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. “Do you 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 just become a housewife.” 

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

“You think?” I wondered. “Speaking of opposites, it’s time for you to sit down with Dario so the two of you 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 up something?” 

with 

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

“Then should I cancel Carmen?”