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

Chapter 354

Chapter 354

Aria

“So now that I’ve shown you the…consequences, we both ended up in a cage,” I spoke through gritted

teeth.

After the random girl challenged, we got into a fight-and guess what? No one ended up getting the dress. We got arrested and ended up in a cell instead.

I ended up lying to my driver, texting him I ran into a friend. That was a sad lie, considering other than Stella-I didn’t really have any around here.

Calling dad to bail me out would’ve been way to embarrassing, so I gave the officers Vince’s number instead. It was a good thing dad ended up texting his number.

Yes, my future husband would see what kind of loser his future wife was-but I had no other choice. I didn’t know anyone who would not run to my dad to rat me out.

“I hope you know this is all your fault.” I bothered the girl once again. She should’ve never dared me in the first place.

“Is it now?” She stared into space, hoping to avoid this conversation.

“Yes.” I nodded confidently. “Just so you know, I needed that dress for my birthday slash engagement party.”

“Just so you know, I needed that dress to impress my ex

“Oh well, ex and fiance are on two different levels!” I spoke, offended. “You won’t get him back anyway. Not with that personality.”

“You’re a terrible person.” The girl huffed after a few seconds. “You’re so terrible I’m sure no one’s bailing you out of this place.”

“My fiance will bail me out.” I corrected her. “You should worry about yourself.”

“Don’t worry about me, my sister will bail me out.”

“Good for you.

The minutes were passing by and in those minutes I could only think about the best way to explain myself to Vincenzo. How could I tell him that I ended up in a cell over a dress? Where would that leave me?

“Aria Morales?” The officer called out my name.

“Morales?” I heard the girl whisper.

“That’s me!” I got up from the cold bench and made my way to the bars, I slowed my pace as the male figure behind the officer slowly revealed himself.

Vincenzo Garcia.

He looked even more handsome than the last time I’d laid eyes on him. Different from the suit he rocked at the wedding, he was wearing a shirt with comfortable sweatpants underneath.

I probably dragged this man out of his house, but that was not the only thing on my mind.

Why was someone like Vince not working on a weekday? Shouldn’t he be leading his family?

For some reason, I had expected a different reaction but was met with a comforting smile. That’s her.” Vince raised his brows, sighing.

“So, I know you must be thinking about what I’m doing here,” I spoke, fiddling my hands. “And I-I know how all of this looks…”

“C-Carmen.” Vince squinted his eyes, interrupting me. Great, so he couldn’t even give me the time of day. “What are you doing here?”

“Vince?” The dress thief, supposedly Carmen-made her way beside me. “Vince, thank God!” She breathed. “Did my sister send you?”

So those two knew each other?

“Sister?” Vince asked flustered. “Where is she, is she here?”

what the hell did you get yourself into this time?” A warm

who that voice belonged to.

My rival, Serena.

today than she did at her wedding. Her thick and healthy dark curls

she

children was this woman planning on

here, and most importantly, what was her connection to the dress thief? “Hey, sissy!” The dress thief

Sissy?

Wait, Carmen. Alfonzo?

bars, glaring at her sister. “Oh, hey-Vince.” She blushed, facing him. “What are

she blushing?

two? Serena was a married woman, right? And by the looks of it-pregnant as

clear as day he was into her.

hands, understanding the situation. “Wait, is this the girl you fought over a dress?” She

Morales, isn’t

contact.

good right?” Serena laughed brightly. After a forced apology, we had settled our

dress thief-/

I rubbed my eyes. “Whatever.”

didn’t seem to care much

her even more. She seemed so perfect, that I felt the need to

made her out

I thought we’d left everything behind us,

dryly, hoping she would get off my

it.” Carmen sang. “Poor Vince will

Excuse me, babysitting?

Vince’s shoulder. “Carmen, stop bothering the girl, and let’s go!”

me, the

slapped my back. “I’ll see you at your party, bye!” She walked off with her sister, leaving me behind startled.

At least, not before 1 could make up

“Hey, dress felon!”

closed my eyes and

would I even survive that

“Y-yeah?”

in front of me, with only a few inches between us. He bent down, to meet my gaze and stared

focus on his perfectly parted hair and lowered my eyes until I reached his

his warm hand came in contact with my cheek. “That eye of

“S-should we?”

lie, Carmen gave me

my home or our home…or whatever you want to call

my lips. “I like the

I was his

for me and

to fasten my seatbelt and fixed my seat. There you go.” He smiled warmly.

but I didn’t care. I liked him and I had no desire to keep it a secret.

just knew he was the

was no one else

Vince asked during our peaceful drive. “Is

of course not!” I almost exclaimed. “I’m sorry, it won’t happen

to view me as incapable. Mom had prepared me to be the

“Oh, I don’t

size to my parents’ house. Everyone was

mansion was not to extravagant. I bet someone like Vince enjoyed living a humble

searched for guards or maids to welcome me-but there weren’t any present. As the future head

were the guards

to the door with his hands in

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