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

Chapter 355

Vincenzo

I couldn’t wait to get rid of her.

I didn’t think it was possible to hate someone this much.

No, really-I couldn’t stand her.

Days had passed, but I was still not able to forget about her, and trust me-that wasn’t a good thing.

I was supposed to be the nice guy-Vincenzo Garcia, who everyone loved and adored. But there was something about her that left a bad taste in my mouth.

Was it how she had forced her parents into marrying me or was it the dirty look on her face when she mentioned Luis?

How on earth could I marry someone with the same level of intelligence as Carmen? It almost felt like I was about to admit a crime-and might I remind you, I’ve committed a lot of those.

After offending her right to her face, she called me an angel. She was sick and twisted. That was the only explanation.

I took a deep breath as I sank onto a park bench and buried my face in my hands. Today would be my last day with Serena before I would officially be an engaged man.

It was against my will, but uncle Bruno had for once not compared me to my late father and told me I made the family proud, while Nic and his family were excited to finally go back home.

I had already decided that the marriage would just be for a while, and after letting the Morales fix our mess-I would divorce her.

Crazily enough, I didn’t even feel bad. I couldn’t. It was that spoiled, obsessed brat who so desperately wanted to marry me in the first place.

“Uncle Vince!”

I raised my head, hearing the voice of my little angel, and watched as the cute toddler with bouncing pigtails made her way over to me. Behind her stood Serena.

“Siena!” I opened my arms, embracing the girl. Serena’s daughter was a three-year-old bundle of joy with a cute personality.

“Do you like my dress?” She jumped up and down.

I smiled, patting her head. “Yes, you look beautiful.”

Like Christian, she loved showing off her new things and would always fish for a compliment. Serena, on the other hand, had always been simple and didn’t know how to handle praise.

was lost for words as

hands to hold mine. “Looking good as always!” She

perfect-and knowing Christian, he must’ve told her about a hundred times. She was

to look at her.

I’m sorry!” I apologized. “My bad!”

“Hey, be nice to uncle!” She told Siena, who had

She spoke dramatically, throwing her tiny

not always right—”

not letting her mom speak. She lowered herself to the ground and grabbed her drawings and crayons.

starting to behave more like Christian day by day, Serena nervously tapped

the family will be in good hands.”

told me about

did she have to

what was your reaction?

with respect, it’s him.” She said. “I think you’ll make a perfect husband, better than Christian

smile to my lips. I knew she would never love me the same way she loved Christian or the way I loved her-but that was okay. I enjoyed loving her from a distance because

to sulk over something

wasn’t supposed to be out yet, but my fiancee? Let’s just say she has a very loose tongue.”

of the announcement if she’d just run off and tell the

be a threat to the

hurt him or his family

Serena continued complimenting my fiancee, who

she was pretty-pretty manipulating if you’d ask me.

“I like her.”

could always see the good in people, no matter how terrible

she

my brow. “When have I

of perfect laughter. “I just meant to say, arranged

“You think so?”

best friend, so I know so.” Serena friend-zoned me without even giving it a thought. Anyone could see I felt attracted to her, so sometimes I failed to understand why Christian would just let it

love

Was that it?

working out

“So am I.

I asked.

“Amazing.”