His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 214

Chapter 214 

It took a few seconds, but it seemed like Christian had finally gathered some courage to ask me the truth. “Did you tell him,’ sounded the same as did you break our promise, and I couldn’t handle it? 

“Where were you yesterday?” 

“I told you…I just needed some air.” I whispered, afraid for his reaction. I lowered my head so I didn’t have to look at the disappointment in his eyes while Christian stepped closer. At least he had Siena in his arms so that meant he wouldn’t do anything crazy. 

“Did you tell him?” Christian repeated himself. “I’m not asking you to pick a fight. I’m asking, so I can fix things before they get worse.” 

“I-I…” I spoke, defeated. He didn’t seem angry, and that was a good thing, but why couldn’t I tell him the 

truth. “I-I-” 

“I told him about Johnny. It was me. 

– 

In shock, I turned around to face Dario, who stood in the doorway. Those words were supposed to leave my mouth, but instead, they left his. “Dario?” Christian spoke. “W-why would you even do something like that?” 

Dario’s eyes met mine for a split second before they went back to Christian’s. “I told you that I don’t agree with Johnny’s actions, and I’m not trying to bully him because, at the end of the day, he’s my brother-but Beau had the right to know, don’t you think?” Dario explained calmly. 

“Carmen and Luke are his siblings. They are Serena’s siblings, and they’ve both been loyal to you, so we should show some respect in return.” He continued. “Don’t you care about their feelings? Are they not as important as Johnny’s, is that it?” 

I could tell Christian held himself back because of the baby, but Dario was right. He got my frustrations.. while Christian didn’t, and the worst thing was that I hadn’t even told Dario about those frustrations. “I’m sorry if you feel like I somehow disrespected you, but 

“No, you didn’t,” Christian spoke. “It was just a simple question, and you gave me an answer, that’s all.” 

Besides Siena, there was something else holding him back. Christian was known to be a short-tempered. monster whenever things wouldn’t go his way, but this time it was different. Was it because he didn’t want Dario to go back to his dad? Was it because he was traumatized at how things ended with Vincenzo? 

“The idea of running a business together is that you don’t do things alone.” Christian forced a smile on his face. He was seconds away from exploding, but somehow managed to remain calm. “Serena, are you coming?” 

“No.” 

Christian frowned his eyebrows and glared at Dario, while I felt stupid and was afraid he misunderstood -my words. “No, what do you mean, no?” He scoffed. 

“I just want to check on my brother, that’s all,” I reassured him. “I don’t want him to ruin your dad’s day, so I’ll talk to him and you’ll talk to Johnny. Okay?” 

He seemed at ease with my explanation, but his suspicions towards Dario had not changed. “Then are you coming?” Christian asked him, with a disgusted look on his face. He didn’t want me to be around him. 

“No.” Dario shook his head. Christian released a deep sigh as the tension was only getting worse. 

“You know what, fuck it!” Christian snapped out of nowhere, while I quailed at his sudden outburst. “You two can f-” 

Dario quickly stepped forward and held him by his arm. “The thing from yesterday!” He spoke in a hurry. “I’m sorry, and I’ll take care of it.” 

He made eye-contact with Christian as if he was trying to explain something with his eyes, while Christian stared back in complete silence. 

“Right now?” Christian he spoke, surprised, after a few seconds. I looked back and forth between the two as I was curious about their conversation from yesterday. “Yes, right now.” 

“Good” Christian chuckled. He shot me a slight smile, before he walked off with Siena in his arms and left me behind with Dario. I was waiting for Dario to speak, as he usually began the conversation, but he did. nothing. All he could do was stare at me as if we were at a business meeting. 

“So?” I mumbled. 

“So?” 

“I know it’s none of my business, but he probably shouldn’t be swearing around the baby.” Dario spoke. I felt weirded out by the serious tone in his voice. “I’m sorry, I don’t know why he’s like that.” 

I took a step forward while Dario surprisingly stepped back. “I know, don’t worry about it.” He clarified. “It’s not your fault.” 

It’s not your fault. 

How was I supposed to believe those words when everything was my fault? 

“Why did you do it?” I asked. “Why did you take the blame for me? How do you even know I did it?” 

“I know, because I would’ve done the same.”Dario shrugged. “Christian already dislikes me, so it doesn’t really matter.” 

“That’s not true!” I told him. Christian didn’t dislike him. He didn’t have a bad thing to say about him. “He likes you, I can tell.” 

“You can tell?” Dario snickered. “Because I heard you came with the suggestion to involve me with the family business.” 

We looked at each other in silence, each waiting for the other to say the next word. “Although you didn’t have to do that, it was nice of you,” Dario spoke. “So, thank you.” 

“No problem.” 

“And just so you know.” He continued. “Everything I said…I meant it. I disagree with Johnny’s actions, and I do think he should apologize-so no, you’re not wrong.” 

I was unable to do anything other than a smile after hearing his honest opinion. It felt good to have someone by my side, someone I could count on, and someone who listened to me. Dario held out his hand, and it took me less than a second to accept it. 

I looked down at our intertwined hands with a delightful smile on my lips before I looked up at him. He 

slowly rubbed my hand with his fingers and gave me an unimpressed look in return. 

“I want you to know that I’ll always support you…as Christian’s fiancée.” 

Christian’s fiancée… 

+5 Bonut 

I pulled my hand away from his and took a breath. Just by the tone in his voice, I could tell that he knew. He was aware of my feelings. 

“W-what do you mean, aren’t we…friends?” 

“You know what I mean,” Dario sighed. “Please don’t make me explain.” 

“Explain what? My feelings for you, is that it?” I asked in all honesty, while Dario looked at me as if I was crazy. “B-because it’s a misunderstanding” I recovered myself, but Dario didn’t believe a word I said. 

“It’s not a misunderstanding, and it’s all my fault.” He spoke sympathetically. “When I first met you…I was angry, and I wanted to destroy your relationship with Christian-so I did whatever necessary—” 

“Yes, and you apologized, and we moved on!” I stopped him from talking. “I don’t like you like that-and I don’t know what Christian told you, but it was a misunderstanding-” 

“Serena, listen!” 

I flinched at the sudden change in Dario’s tone and froze up. “I took advantage of your kindness, and I befriended you because I felt bad. I felt guilty.” Dario spoke. “I made you fall for me, while I shouldn’t. I don’t like you that. I’ve never liked you, and I could never return those feelings-so I think it’s for the best if we…took our distance.” 

I felt my heart drop at his words and looked at him in fear as I took in his sudden request. He didn’t want to hang out with me anymore, and deep down, he was the only person who truly understood my feelings. “Then why did you do it?” I held back my tears. “Why did you take the blame?” 

Dario opened his mouth for a split second before closing it right after. This was all some stupid game, he didn’t know what he was talking about. That was it. I could see the regret in his eyes. 

and 

“You’re right!” I told him. “You’re right, I do like you, and that’s why you can’t do this to me. You’re the only person who understands me in this twisted family-so please don’t do this to me. 

“I…” Dario was lost for words. “Christian understands you, and he loves you so much…you don’t even understand how much he loves so and you can’t do this to him-I won’t let you do this to him.” He spoke as the soft expression in his eyes had suddenly changed into an angry frown, confusing me even more. “I took the blame because I feel sorry for you.” 

“Sorry for me?” 

“You’re weak, pathetic, unstable, all over the place, manipulative, and I feel sorry for you-I really do.” 

Tears were threatening to spill from my eyes as I listened to his hateful words. Once again, I tried to find a hint of a lie behind those sharp eyes, but this time I couldn’t find anything. “I’m sorry. I’ll take it back-all of it, and we can forget this ever happened and start over- 

“No!” Dario raised his voice. “I’m sorry your life with Christian is miserable, but please don’t drag me into it, not when we were just starting to get along. You should appreciate what you have.” 

“Goodbye, Serena.” 

Dario lowered his head and sped off before I could say another word. Even if I wanted to say something. I couldn’t because he had a point. He perfectly described me, and he did not miss a single word. 

I had someone like Christian, someone who wanted to be with me and cared for me, I had a daughter who needed me, but all my attention went to things that didn’t even involve me. 

What was happening to me? 

Was this the beginning of the downfall Franco and Cesca always accused me of? 

I closed my eyes as I couldn’t hold myself back anymore and let the tears roll down my check. 

“Don’t cry, I hate it when you cry.” A voice spoke. I looked up and faced Beau, while my first thoughts went to my conversation with Dario. For how long had he been standing there? 

“Beau? Did you see all of that?” I spoke through tears. Beau made his way over to me and caressed his hand through my hair. “I saw…everything.” He admitted. “It’s okay. Cry all you want.” 

Those were the only words I needed to hear, before I released all of my sadness and sobbed into my brother’s arms. “I’m so sorry.” I apologized. “I should’ve never told you. I should’ve never put you in that decision-and I’m so sorry.” 

“It’s okay.” Beau reassured me. “You didn’t do anything wrong, and it’s okay.” 

“So you don’t hate me?” I asked, confused. Was he showing me mercy because I was his sister? Anyone with a pair of brains would’ve taken this opportunity to tell me the harsh truth. “Hate? I’m your brother?” Beau frowned. 

“Listen, I can go and kill Dario right now-if that’s what you want.” 

I was shocked by the serious look on his face and gave him a nudge against his shoulder. “No, what’s wrong with you?” I managed to crack a smile. I should be the one he would want to kill, not Dario.