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.”

his spoon and scooped a big piece of cake. “You should taste this

cake, trying to figure out the taste. “Strawberry?”

lip and leaned in closer.

my face, embarrassed. “I knew that. I

“The last one.”

wanting to get it over with. I’ll take this one.”

the point of doing all this when I wasn’t even here with my so-called

was for Angelo’s presence-he wasn’t supposed to

sulky look on my face must’ve caught Angelo’s attention because he had dropped everything he was doing and turned his

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

I closed 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 was different from his family.

Why Vince?

Just because.

He didn’t love me. He told me

and I would fight for his

him?” The side

know what that means?” He raised his

my mouth to give him an answer, but I could not

Love?

it mean?

I hadn’t thought about, and I could not explain it. All I knew was that I wanted Vince in my

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

smirk on his lips and

about you being uncomfortable living on Garcia territory, don’t worry.” I laughed nervously. “It’ll be Garcia-Morales.”

transfer to Vince’s mansion, so we wouldn’t be outnumbered. It served as another way for him to control our marriage, and although I disagreed, I

Vince here with you?” Angelo finally dropped

coming off as annoying, immature, childish, or pushy, I was afraid of rejection and

your business?” I snarled at Angelo, who

the house, crying-then, yes.” He raised his voice a little. “I’m making it my

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

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

a favor.” Angelo gave me a lot to think

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

sighed, resting his hand in my hair.

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

I asked to make sure I wasn’t going crazy. Vince was handsome, charming, and honest—but I could also tell he

back and watch how he did absolutely nothing. According to several sources, he was too soft. He didn’t do anything

and even after hearing all of that-I had still defended

can fix

just

good person with

had he actually done for

love, or was it desire?

even want to marry him?

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

something stupid

complained, getting up from my chair. It was an excellent excuse to

this-and do not