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

Chapter 357

Vincenzo

“So.” I sat down, rubbing my hands. She would be living here with us, whether we liked it or not-sol didn’t want to create an awkward atmosphere. “Looking good.”

Aria, who seemed to have forgotten all about Luis’ behavior, nodded her head. “It tastes even better. Dig in!” She spoke proudly.

Luis lifted his head to look at Aria. “We usually say grace-

“Hmm, that’s delicious!” Aria spoke over him, munching her homemade pasta.

Luis wasn’t wrong. We did have a tradition of thanking God and Jesus for not only the food on our table but our lives as well.

“Or never mind, just continue whatever you were doing.” Luis mumbled, annoyed. His response surprised me. Everyone knew Luis as a kind kid who could even get along with a fly.

Whatever it toas, he clearly wasn’t feeling Aria.

Luis and I shared a look as we took a bite of our pasta.

Judging by the way Aria stuffed her face, I could tell the girl felt no shame whatsoever. She was an overly confident person who lived her life pretending to be all high and mighty.

It seemed like the rumors were true after all.

“So you’re the computer nerd?” Aria spoke after a while.

Luis swallowed his food. “I’m sorry?”

“You like playing games, don’t you?”

He grew a big smile. “Yes, I do. Do you play-

“Do you still got time left for your schoolwork?”

“Yes, I do. Thanks for your concerns.” Luis spoke sarcastically as the previous smile had vanished from his lips. So now she wanted to involve herself in his education as well?

“My family and I are here to fix the mess your dad left you in.” She shrugged. “Fabio Garcia, isn’t

That name….

could she let his name slide so

on the back of my neck as shivers went through

and watched as the color slowly drained from his face. He dropped the gaming device to the table and stared straight ahead

Fabio Garcia.

his name in this

tried to take my life. The man

a sensitive topic not even Luis,

say his name, so how could this random woman walk

Luis-you should also wear white or gold tomorrow!” Aria pointed her fork to my brother. “I suppose you’re also part of

not give her an answer as he was still trying to catch his breath. He was close to having a

smiled through my frustrations. Perhaps a change of subject

opportunity to talk about herself. “I enjoy making money–and I love going to shooting ranges, staying fit-going to the gym. Her

to bring our product to the market, and when I see

she’s something else.

see. I frowned. “But how about going

cut me off mid- sentence. “Why should I waste my

chair. I knew what he

just like our father.

can show him the proper

his

if growing up with our father wasn’t traumatic enough, she just had to throw fuel on

took a breath.

struggled to

to leave

you only took a few

That was it.

It was not and would not be her place to raise my

continue to do so in my

his heel and stormed off, failing