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

Chapter 367

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.”

scooped a big

opened my mouth to taste the cake, trying to

stupid.” Angelo tapped his spoon on my lip

laughed at my stupidity and covered my face, embarrassed. “I knew that. I was just kidding.” I spoke. “Anyway,

“The last one.”

to get it over

point of doing all this when I wasn’t even here with my

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

on my face must’ve caught Angelo’s attention because he had dropped everything

to clean his dirty mouth. “You’ve got such a nice future ahead. Why

question, 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

Why Vince?

Just because.

didn’t stutter. He didn’t love me. He told

for his heart

The side of Angelo’s lips curled.

even know what that means?” He raised his

mouth to give him an answer, but I could not find the words.

Love?

does it mean?

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

“Why, are you going to start advising that he isn’t

his lips

on Garcia

served as another way for him to control our marriage, and although I disagreed, I was okay

you?” Angelo finally dropped

as annoying, immature, childish, or pushy, I was afraid of rejection and didn’t ask him

your business?” I snarled

yes.” He raised his voice a little. “I’m making it

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

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

doing him a favor.” Angelo

right. I was doing him a favor, but he was the one with all the complaints. Forcing

resting his hand in my

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

was handsome, charming, and honest—but I could also tell he was a natural-born leader who wanted everything to go

was too soft. He didn’t do anything for the Garcia business. He didn’t know who was working for him, wether they

was a party animal, surrounded by the most beautiful women, and even after hearing all

can fix him.’

just rumors.”

good person with a

had he actually done for

really love, or was it

even want to marry

a piece

something stupid like that.

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

to clean this-and

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