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.

the walls, broken windows, and poorly built houses contrasted with my perfectly white suit.

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

but because the late Fabio Garcia had planted in my head that they were not trustworthy, immature, and easily persuaded

as long as they did their jobs-and that was something I could already tell we were going to

announced by the sound of

turned to me.

while the one beside her had lowered her head. Work was a terrible thing, to who

strands of jet-black hair

been

friendly tone. “Pick up for Vincenzo

The stare in her

they must’ve been sisters. One was friendly and welcoming, and the other

one with the attitude asked, placing her hand

Some made me out to be a monster; others claimed that despite being a carbon copy of that man-I was nothing like my late

heard great things about me and wished for an

my lips and straightened my suit.

grabbed a cake from the display, smirking. “In that case.” She raised the dessert. “You can tell him to kiss

nerve sending his people over to pick up some pastries!” The cake was still pressed against my face

as I

Paloma!” She sneered. “I’m doing this for the good of the family!” I got a finger pointed in my face. Well, from

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

was indeed

of Garcia’s side businesses?

uncle’s doing?

hell was going on

her from talking-but she wouldn’t

thing to demand 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

sorry!” Paloma bowed her head, ashamed. “Please tell Vincenzo

would’ve happened had she learned it was the real deal standing in front of her-the

you, fuck your people, and

words to leave Livia’s mouth before she stormed off to the back. I’m glad she did

“Here is your