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

Chapter 367

Aria

Just two more days.

Forty-eight hours and I would officially become a married woman-a wife.

After my talk with Vince, all hope had returned, and I was still prepared to fight for his heart. According to him, I was not that bad, and I didn’t see that as a rejection.

I could only see it as a sign to change into the loving wife he wanted me to be.

“Quit dreaming.” Angelo pushed my shoulder.

“I wasn’t, I spoke, looking out the car window.

Angelo Marino had been following me around for hours, telling me what to do and what not to do, how to look and How not to look. Angelo was loud, talkative, curious, and anything but shy.

I couldn’t even take a shit without him guarding the door.

After persuading mom to at least let me take part in one activity, she agreed to let me do the cake testing. Despite the short timeline, mom had found someone who was up for the challenge and could create her dream wedding cake in days.

She was in charge of everything, including flying over my awful cousins and her friends’ daughters to be my bridesmaids.

“Thanks for joining me.” I ended up thanking Angelo. He was a bit annoying, but still-he didn’t have to be here. “I know it’s not that exciting, but..”

Angelo pulled a shocked expression. “Not exciting? Are you kidding me? I love cake!”

“You do?”

“I do.” He nodded. “I’m not here because of you-I’m here for the cake.”

I thought his words were a joke, but once we had started the tasting, I wasn’t that sure anymore. While I stuffed my mouth with small and innocent bites, Angelo stuffed his face with different cakes.

“Hmm, these people aren’t joking around with their recipes.” He burped loudly, making me bury my head in embarrassment.

Angelo frowned. “What?” He asked. “Have you never heard anyone burp before?”

I shot up my head. “Are you challenging me?”

“What if I am?”

Aria Morales was not the one to turn down a challenge. For a second, I forgot everything mom and dad taught me and released a loud burp.

Shocked by my actions, I covered my mouth and quickly looked around to ensure no one noticed. The room was filled with the sound of Angelo’s loud laughter.

“What was that?” He cackled. “Oscar said you’re supposedly this perfect, well-behaved lady.”

“I still am!”

I bet the expression on my face looked uncomfortable, but the feeling was otherwise. It was not that easy for me to be myself around people, let alone burp-but with Angelo, it just felt different.

He was of no relevance to me, a fool-so I didn’t care how he’d see me. I didn’t have to pretend around him.

“I think it’s better to just focus on the tasting.”

picked up his spoon and scooped a big piece of cake.

the cake,

stupid.” Angelo tapped his spoon on my lip and leaned in closer.

laughed at my stupidity and covered my face, embarrassed. “I knew that. I was

“The last one.”

said, just wanting to get it over with. I’ll take this

doing all this when I wasn’t even here with

how grateful I was for Angelo’s presence-he wasn’t supposed to be the one sitting

because he had dropped everything he was

for a napkin to clean his dirty mouth. “You’ve got

my eyes for a second but did not stop wiping his mouth. The Marinos disliked the Garcias, but somehow I wanted to believe Angelo had nothing against Vince. I wanted to believe that he

Why Vince?

Just because.

told me

I would fight for his heart until

The side

even know what that means?” He raised

answer, but I could

Love?

it

about, and I could not explain it. All I knew was that I wanted Vince

with him,” I whispered. “Why, are you going to start

smirk on his lips and shrugged

on Garcia territory, don’t worry.”

so we wouldn’t be outnumbered. It served as another way for him to

you?” Angelo finally dropped

pushy, I was afraid of rejection and didn’t ask him to join me. He would’ve made up an excuse anyway.

really your business?” I snarled at Angelo,

raised

my eyes, didn’t say a word. He shut his mouth, gave me

only because he didn’t get the chance to say everything he had to

Angelo gave me a lot to think about.

he was the one with all the complaints. Forcing him to marry me was wrong-but all the other stuff?

resting his hand in my hair.

charge in this relationship. He needs you. You pull the strings-so don’t let him get away with

to make sure I wasn’t going crazy. Vince was handsome, charming, and honest—but I could also tell he was a natural-born leader who

me to sit back and watch how he did absolutely nothing. According to several sources, he was too soft. He didn’t do anything for the Garcia business.

most beautiful women, and even after hearing all of that-I had still defended

fix

just rumors.”

person with a good

had he actually done for me?

it really love, or was it desire?

want

believe you have to be more confident.” Angelo grabbed a piece of cake and pushed it in my face, leaving

do something stupid

now my hair is ruined!” I complained, getting up from my chair. It was an excellent excuse to walk away from

to clean this-and