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

Chapter 363

Aria

When I expressed my feelings of wanting to get married, I had not expected to sit back and watch without being allowed to do a single thing.

I trusted mom, always have-but watching her plan my dream wedding, choose my dream dress, and so much more while I could only sit back and watch tiring-

Not wanting to waste my day, I focused on the business which would soon be mine. Today was collector day.

A day where we would go through some of the small local businesses we had funded to collect our money.

We hadn’t been in the city for long, but we had been investing in some businesses for quite some time.

“And that is why you don’t send out men to take care of your issues.” Dad ranted as we were walking to our first target. “Seeing the big boss in person scares them, and that’s what we want. We don’t even want them to think about screwing us over.”

I typed all of his words on my phone. “Yes, daddy.”

If there were one thing I was serious about, it would be the fortune and the well-being of our family. I wasn’t even ashamed to admit that not being the center of attention in this city was a blow to my ego.

Still, Christian was someone I respected, and | appreciated his way of working. There could only be one winner, and as long as it was him- I had no issues with it.

“So I just ask for the money?” I asked. Dad twitched his nose, shaking his head. “No, absolutely not.”

“Then what?”

“You stand back with your arms folded while the guys take care of it-and only if they refuse to pay, it’s time to take your stage.

“Got it.”

Dad patted my head. “Make sure you do because a few days from now, all of this will be yours.”

Taking over the Morales’ sooner than expected was not what I had in mind as I had planned on spending some time as Vince’s wife-but the Garcias could do with some cleaning, so maybe it was a good thing.

From what I’d heard-their business was an unorganized mess. Commoners walked over them, didn’t pay their debts, and raised their voices at them. They were too soft.

Leading the family could also serve as a way for Vince to respect me. Despite everything, I had not forgotten about Beau’s words, and the thought of Vince disliking me had not left my mind.

Even then, I was still in love with him, and I still believed he would make a great husband.

Deep down, I knew he didn’t mean anything he said. Pince wasn’t like that.

“Pay attention!” Dad whispered, waking me from my thoughts.

“I’m here to pick up a special delivery!” One of the four men we were with announced as we entered a

small bakery. Flustered, I looked back only to see dad had stayed behind.

I scanned the empty bakery and stood at the back as the Morales’ men stepped forward.

on his lips, and

a loan of 500k, expected to pay 10k each month for four

brushed his hand through his thin brown hair,

loud, frowning. “You don’t have

cleared my throat, surprised as Joe pulled a disgusted face. “Stay out

didn’t faze me, and it never did. I was prepared for this and knew I had to earn my respect. People saw me

don’t have the money, but you have a wife and two daughters.” I squinted, reading through the notes. “Livia, 24-Paloma, 22-Anastasia,

losing his balance. This man had ten daughters and

finish.

with a thin smile. I’m in charge now.” Joe’s jaw

or

envelope before pushing it into my hands. “It’s here!” He

opened the envelope and counted every bill, ensuring the money was in there. “See, why couldn’t you

Morales has been taking everything from us, leaving us with crumbs, so I didn’t have a choice.” Joe stressed. “How am I supposed to

a waste of time. What did his problems have to do with our business? “As long as you haven’t paid off your debt,

seconds until

time, and please just give me the money the next time.” I shrugged off his

next week, we’ll be merging with the Garcias so you might see

for

my husband, Vincenzo Garcia, to collect the cash. I

people in this city, this

the one. I chuckled. “Come on, guys, let’s go.

and kissed my head. “My daughter.” He overreacted, as always. “Because of this one right here—I know the

my eyes, I could see a woman carrying a baby rushing inside the bakery, and my thoughts went back to Vince. Becoming a mother had been one of my biggest dreams, and I couldn’t wait to see a little Garcia-Morales

A guy I hadn’t noticed before tilted his head to the side so I could see him. He shot me a slight smile as

behind the two, and

I had yet to receive any

home. Before dad could answer, the guy removed his cap, showing me his chocolate brown, laid-back

He introduced himself, sitting beside me in the back. I’m older than you.”

Like I cared

so-called main branch. He was just

family?” I turned away from Angelo’s honey eyes

for you for

knew the Marinos and the Garcias were not on good terms, so if this were his way of keeping Vince in check to make sure he wouldn’t betray me-it was

looked Angelo up and down, giving him a dirty look. One wrong word about Vince, and I

worries. “He’ll be a good friend, advisor, and mentor to you. Very loyal, trustworthy, kind

some worries concerning my opinion on your fiancé, but I can assure you that I do not share the same views as my family.” Angelo gave me the explanation I had never asked

of protecting me

of us didn’t agree with each other, but I would never dare to

my hand to the guy who I already could tell was going to be a

nice to meet

wedding dress

would Vince’s reaction

to hang out with was a pity, but at the same time, that wasn’t my fault. These people