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

Chapter 369

Chapter 369

Vincenzo

The three of us sat silently around the table: me, Joe Coreo, and his tempered daughter, who had thrown a

cake at me.

I had invited them over to talk, but it was really bothering Morales. Showing family they were not the boss over me was a priority, especially after that stunt Aria had pulled yesterday.

The second she mentioned my father, something inside me snapped, yet I remained calm. Making a fuss would make me look like the crazy one, and the Garcias desperately tried to remove that image.

Unlike Aria, I was willing to fight my battles and did not need guidance from someone like Angelo Marino.

All that crap about how I should be grateful to receive her hand in marriage was bull that had undoubtedly come from his mouth. It sounded like something a Marino would say, and all of them were the same. There was no exception.

I should’ve punched him yesterday, something to show him not to cross me-but I didnt to lose control and become like my father.

Angelo and I were playing two different leagues. He was just ‘one of many grand

who held no power-while I was about to become the head of two families.

Fighting the weak would make me look pathetic.

Instead, I would use my voice to fight for the weak and ensure these innocent families-such Correos-would not get bullied under my watch.

As for Aria?

I had visited her home, feeling nothing but hatred, and left, feeling sorry for her. She was a string puppet who did not know any better. It was as clear as crystal that whenever someone fed her their wrong opinion, she would do a right-click, save’ and wait for the right moment to use it.

Luckily, it was not too late to fix her, and I would be the one to do that for her.

“I want to apologize for my daughter’s actions.” Joe spoke for the first time, clearing his throat.

He nudged the angry-looking woman next to him, encouraging her to apologize. An apology wouldn’t fix anything; a cake in my face was the least of my concerns.

At the moment, it was Aria and our marriage. Repairing her malfunctioning brain would take some time.

“I’m sorry,” Livia’s eyes bored into mine.

I had not forgotten her name. How could I?

herself had managed to bring

and I

a warm person, tired and stressed-but still looking out for her family. If anyone could relate to her, it had

urge to tell her to watch herself. Not everyone would be as unbothered as me, and

her eyes. “I’m sorry that you’re an idiot and that you’re so full of yourself

called out his daughter’s name.

time or energy to get into it. “I must admit, I am an

the envelope filled with the cash Joe Coreo owed the Morales and gently placed it on the table. “But I didn’t invite you over to make you apologize,” I explained. “I should be the one apologizing, and

envelope from the table and opened it to look at the cash. “I-I can’t believe

her head. “Dad, don’t

These people?

cash back into my

badly as

He needed it.

“It’s yours.”

“We said we

“Take it!”

would she stick

“It’s an order.”

does he

back the words, which sounded like something my friend, Christian Lamberti, would say. “A

blink, the envelope was

was able to accept the money must’ve

fiancée.” I lowered my head, too ashamed to look them in the eyes. “But I do have one

tutor?” After collecting information about

wealthy families, capable of getting anyone accepted to the

universities.

was only in middle school, but after seeing his horrendous grades, I knew he was in need of a tutor,

and brains.” Joe smiled proudly, praising his daughter.

she is.” I agreed. “I’ve been thinking about homeschooling my brother, and I have yet to

a tutor

her fingers. “It’s not going to work, and I’m fully booked-I’m

the path I did not want to take. It wasn’t my meaning to scare people away. “Don’t worry about it.” I

daughter. “From what I’ve seen, Vincenzo is indeed not

was my

compared to that man, and I sure didn’t want to be like

change your mind- please give me a

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