His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika
Chapter 233

Chapter 233

Chapter 233

What did I do?

What was I thinking?

Why did I leave not only my daughter but also Christian to play the hero?

I closed my eyes and took a breath, calming myself down. I did this for the Lamberti’s and Siena’sfuture. The only reason why Berto had the nerve to go after the Lamberti’s was because Fabio haddone it as well. It was all my fault.

Frightened, I wiggled my hand, which was chained to the bed, and held back my tears. After breakfastand Berto’s outburst. Luca took me to my room.

He sat in a chair in the corner and was too occupied with his phone.

“What do you want for lunch?” Luca looked up. “Do you have any cravings?”

I balled my fist in disbelief. “Cravings?” I scoffed. After Berto’s behavior, lunch and cravings were thelast things I could think about. “I’m not hungry.”

“But the baby…”

“I’m not hungry.”

“You have to—”

“I’m not hungry!” I shouted. “And if you really want to do something, you can bring me a doctor.

Luca chuckled softly and got up from his chair as I scooted myself backward until I couldn’t move anyfurther. Who knew if he was equally as crazy as his dad? Why would I even yell at him?

He stepped closer and closer while I shut my eyes in fear. I could feel his breath on my face and froze,preparing myself for the worst.

“I told you I wasn’t going to hurt you.” Luca moved his finger over the handcuffs. “So I don’t know whyyou’re pushing me.”

Shockingly enough, Luca had released me from the cuffs, allowing me to move my hands. I opened myeyes instantl, forcing myself to look at him.

“You’re pregnant.” He said, stepping away. “I understand that you don’t feel like eating after everythingyou’ve just seen, but you need to think about your health…you need to think about the baby.”

My health? So after everything that went down, he suddenly decided now was the perfect time to lookafter my health?

I can’t do this any longer.

I just can’t.

How could I even survive this without my family, Christian or Siena? No matter how many times I tried

convincing myself that this was the right decision, I could no longer stay here.

“I’ll have lunch with you!” I blurted. “For the baby!”

Should I just escape?

If I could escape from Christian, I could also escape from his uncle.

By now, Berto must’ve already returned Siena’s money and the warehouse, so I could just go backhome and forget about all of this-right?

Deep down, I knew something like that would only provoke Berto even more. He made a promise, butunfortunately, I wouldn’t be able to keep mine.

I got up from the bed and brushed my fingers through my hair, making myself look at least a bitpresentable.

Luca rolled his eyes. “It’s not fashion week.” He spoke. “We should eat in the garden.”

“And your dad?”

“He won’t be bothering us.

Hearing Berto wouldn’t bother us made me feel at ease, but at the same time, I felt anxious because Ihad no idea what he had planned. Was he really just going to back down after all he had beenthrough?

Would he really sit back and do nothing in exchange for my presence?

Once we reached the garden, Luca set up a table and pulled out a chair for me. Seeing him act aseverything was normal made me feel disgusted. Was he even aware of the impact of his choices?

“I know you like pasta.” He came back after a while. “I don’t know if you remember, but I once made itfor you, and you loved it-”

“Yes-I’m not stupid.” I cut him off with a polite smile. I had slowly concluded that Luca wasn’t completelycrazy. He was lonely, and truthfully I didn’t know whether he was truly the one to blame.

The Lamberti’s had always favored Johnny a lot more, and after conspiring with his dad and Dario,Dario had pushed them aside to stand behind Christian.

Luca had no one, which was why eating pasta with his hostage seemed to be the highlight of his day.To this day, I had no idea whatever I did for him to hate me, but judging by the look in his eyes, itseemed to be a personal thing.

“This looks really good!” I played along, complimenting the pasta. If I was going to make the best out ofmy time, I should go full out.

Despite the many disrespectful names he had called me, I couldn’t help but feel sorry for his situation.

“You should stop whatever you’re doing and open a restaurant!” I playfully hit his knee, but Lucaflinched and backed away, carrying a pained expression. “We did. They gave all of it to Johnny.”

Well, that was a fail.

“Are you in pain?” I looked at his knee, changing the subject. “Did your dad do this to you?”

“My dad?” Luca frowned, offended. “It was Christian.”

There was my second fail.

We ate in silence as I did not dare to say another word. All my words would somehow turn to theLambertis or Christian, so I decided to play it safe.

“You don’t want to be here, do you?” Luca suddenly asked.

“Of course, I don’t.” I nodded with a smile. “I’m here because I can’t seem to replace another way to protectChristian and my daughter.”

Luca sighed. “I know I told you dad wouldn’t hurt you….but he’s lost it.” He spoke. “It’ll only be a matterof time before he’ll kill you and the baby.”

The baby? He could kill me all he wanted, but not the baby.

“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” I asked, startled. “Do you hate me that much?”

Luca chuckled slightly. “We never really had many issues in the family until you came along.” Hedropped his fork. “I’ve always felt invisible, and then you and that baby just had to force yourselves intothis family…”

“That baby’s name is Siena, and she’s your cousin

Luca scoffed and dismissed my words with his hands, mumbling some insults.

“Remember when you were willing to give your life for me?” I mentioned. “I wish we could go back tothose days.

Luca cleared his throat and turned away from my eyes. “You know, it’s not too late to switch teams andjoin Christian.”

“I can’t

“Cannot or won’t?” I tried convincing him. “Dario did.”

“And he did it for you!” Luca raised his voice. “That fool is so desperately in love with you that hecouldn’t work against you, and don’t think I won’t forget how you played him as well, making himbelieve he ever got a chance.”

I was well aware of Dario’s feelings, but that could not be the only reason. I bet someone like himcouldn’t bear being around these negative people anymore and somehow made the right decision.

“That’s the effect you seem to have on people, but it’s not working on me.” Luca shook his head.“Never.”

I pouted slightly. “I know you don’t want to hear my opinion, but I do feel like the Lamberti’s are toblame for your situation, and I feel so so sorry for you.” I reached for his hand as he pulled away. “Yourfamily hasn’t always been there for you, and I get that because neither has mine, but that doesn’t meanothers have to pay for it,” I spoke. “Christian told me all kinds of stories about how sweet you used tobe. Lucio is waiting for you-and I know you don’t want to hurt him.”

For a second, Luca’s eyes softened. “Uncle Lucio and Christian are the reason why no one dares totake me seriously.” He stated. “My grandpa betrayed my dad, left him behind to burn after dad gave hislife for uncle Lucio, so you can’t just expect for me to let Christian order me around like that.”

“I understand.”

“You do?”

“Yes, your grandpa betrayed you, Johnny, your dad….Christian hasn’t always been that nice to you—but that doesn’t mean you have to take it out on me.” I shrugged. “If you want to make Christianmiserable by taking me away from him, fine-but you should at least think about your cousins.”

“What?”

“You grew up without a parent, so would you really want the same for them?” I frowned, thinkingperhaps I could change his mind.

“What if Christian loses it and ends up like your dad? Will you take responsibility for your cousins?”

I watched as Luca’s lips trembled, meaning I was finally getting somewhere. Deep down, he still had aheart. It would only be near impossible to get through to him.

He grasped the table with his hands and got up.

“Lunch is finished. It’s time for you to go back to your room. He spoke coldly.

His cold hand was wrapped around my wrist as he dragged me back to the room. I didn’t struggle anddid everything he asked me to. After all, he was only following orders, and disobeying him would makeit hard for the both of us.

“The cuffs are not necessary. I won’t go anywhere.” I spoke, sitting down on the bed. It wasn’t like Icould escape this room anyway. There wasn’t even a proper window.

“Dad said-”

“Do you always listen to your dad?” I smirked. Luca glared at me and threw the cuffs around my wrists.Maybe offending him wasn’t the smartest thing to do.

“You might think you’re free, but the truth is you’re still following around orders.” I sighed dramatically.“You can also choose your own path, stop your dad and let me go to my daughter.”

Luca turned his back.

“Never”