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

Chapter 366

Vincenzo

“Great, now I have to look for a tutor,” I mumbled, dragging my feet to Luis’ room.

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I found myself in front of a closed door. “Luis, we need to talk!” I knocked but got no answer in return.

“Lu-

“Don’t.” My brother yelled back. “I know what you’re going to say, and I don’t want to hear it. I don’t want to hear your apology.”

Where was Nic when you needed him? The same prick who had been so busy saying goodbye to friends was the only one who could handle Luis’ problematic behavior.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have yelled at you. Just tell me how I can fix it. “I tried getting ari’answer. “Come on. let’s talk about it!”

“I don’t want to talk because you don’t know how to talk-you only know how to yell,” Luis called back. “You can come and talk to me when I feel like talking to you.”

Although I wasn’t the only one at fault, I felt terrible for what I had done and wanted to put it behind us so we could find a solution.m

Luis changed a lot, and I wondered when I began losing control over him. Was it because I was not strict enough? Because I kept myself busy with women and parties instead of my brother?

“I’ll make it up to you.” I sighed. “I promise.”

“Good!” Luis snarled. “You can start by not camping in front of my door!” He said. “And get me something to cat…maybe?”

To end our feud, I called every bakery in the area, hoping to find Luis’ favorite pastry.

As expected, they were all sold out in all but one bakery, and I placed an order to pick them up straight

away.

Not even ten minutes later-I walked the streets of the rundown neighborhood. The city had always been noticeably divided, and it felt awful.

windows, and poorly built houses contrasted with my

the younger boys trying to make a living, but I was heavily against it.

late Fabio Garcia had planted in my head that they were not trustworthy, immature,

they got people from, as long as they did their

the bakery, my arrival was announced by the sound of a

the counter turned to me.

of the women asked while the one beside her had lowered her head. Work was a terrible thing, to who would blame

woman grew a blush on her cheeks, pushing her strands of jet-black hair behind

been the suit.

spoke in a friendly tone. “Pick up

stare in her light-brown eyes was anything but friendly, but her beauty left

seemed identical, figuring they must’ve been sisters. One was friendly and welcoming, and the other fearless and intimidating.

Vincenzo Garcia?” The one with the attitude asked, placing her hand on

here. Some made me out to be a monster; others claimed that despite being a carbon copy of that man-I was

things about me and wished for an introduction.

a proud smile on my lips and straightened my suit. “Well, yes, I’ve heard

from the display, smirking. “In that case.” She raised the dessert. “You can tell him

was going on, the cake got pushed in my face. “No, but he’s got some nerve sending his people over to pick up some pastries!” The cake was still pressed against my face until

don’t!” She cried out as

family!” I got a finger pointed in my face. Well, from what I could see-because my eyes were covered with

of our family and this neighborhood. It brings the people joy!” I got attacked for some reason. “When our dad went into business with you, you devils who have been leeching and threatening all of us—he thought you would help him and not leave him with

dad? So this was indeed

this one of

this uncle’s

was going

trying to stop her from talking-but she wouldn’t stop, and maybe I didn’t want her

the money we don’t have-but to threaten to kill a man’s daughters?” Livial shrugged herself out of her sister’s grip. “How dares

bowed her head, ashamed. “Please tell Vincenzo Garcia that it won’t happen again.”

to imagine what would’ve happened had she learned it was

people, and

back. I’m glad she did because I

“Here is your