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

Chapter 371

Aria

It had been three days since the wedding, and Vince had yet to say a word to me. Ever since the ceremony he had ignored me like the plague, and I knew I deserved it

What the hell was wrong with me?

Why did I have to open my big mouth and call him Vincenz Morales?

Sleeping in separate rooms was not what I had in mind for marriage, nor was Vincent’s coming home late every night, making sure he didn’t have to see me.

Lais, who rolled his eyes at me whenever he got the chance, locked himself in the room because he didn’t want to be in the same space as me. The only ones keeping me company were Angelo, who had gone away on a family trip, and the maids.

Mom and dad, who had finally retired, had treated themselves to a nice vacation and were out of sight.

I felt lonely, broken, neglected, and regretted ever marrying Vince-but it was too late to turn back.

Due to dad’s latest request, I sent Vince a text, telling him it was time to work on our family’s future.

That was why he needed me to marry him-right? So I could fix his meu? Because it had been days, but he had still not opened his mouth about the business.

Angelo was kind enough to tell me that Vince had visited some warehouses and businesses with his men, leaving out the Morales,

I was only good enough for him to use my name, and that was it.

Our people were trying to deal with these changes, Vince owned half of the Morales, and still, he didn’t want anything to do with us. What a leader.

Pacing back and forth, I waited outside of his bedroom, determined not to let him escape this time. There was no point in merging our families if we were going to do everything separately.

My heart stopped in my chest as the door opened, revealing a half-naked Vince with only a towel wrapped around his lower body.

“Yes?” He leaned against the door. “Is there something I can do for you?”

With a dry mouth. I lowered my eyes to his sculptured abs, fresh water dripping down his body. Why was I here again?

-1-1__1-I’m here because-

“Yes, this is not working.” Vince smacked the door in my face. “I’m putting on some clothes-stay there!”

My jaw dropped at his rudeness. I knew he didn’t like me-but smacking a door in my face?

Hot abs or not, Vincenzo Garcia was a prick, and I was done trying to make him fall for me.

I had a lot to offer, and if he didn’t want me-that was his problem. For now, my only focus was strengthening our families and creating a household name in the city.

“So, that’s better.”“ Vincenzo exhaled, opening the door again.

Biting my lip, I took a peek at his gray sweatpants. I wasn’t trying to be creepy, but it was difficult to ignore the obvious bulge through his sweatpants. Didn’t guys get the memo they were banned from wearing those?

“Congratulations, lucky bird.” One of my cousins said to me at my wedding. Rumor has it Vincenzo Garcia is packing.”

He sure was-but how much exactly?

“Arial” Vince furrowed, locking his hands in front of him to cover the damage.

“Jesus, I’m sorry!” Looking like a creep was the last thing I wanted-but I guess it was too late. Trying to pretend like I hadn’t just pictured him naked, I rolled my shoulders and held my head high. “I’m going wherever you’re going today.”

Vince blinked. “Says who?”

I informed him. “Because….whether you like it or not, I’m still

want to.” He surprised me as I had already prepared my following argument, but that wouldn’t be necessary.

week.” I completed his schedule. “If you care about your family

“Ok.”

I didn’t want word to get out about how Vince and I despised each other. That

least not from my side.

to do all of that in those

Vince said. “I was

was no point in me trying to sugarcoat it. “People

Vince didn’t argue, taking my

don’t drive yourself. It makes you look like a cheap aspirant.” There was no

disagreeing with my ways. “I don’t want

he’s getting a large sum

Vince scoffed, a bored

as Angelo, who told me to address the issue to my husband. “Letting people get out of the business whenever they please-so they can do what? Run to the FBI

A whisper left his mouth, which wasn’t

as if a thousand daggers had gone through my heart. “What was that?” My voice cracked, daring him to repeat

wear a suit. You wait downstairs.” The door got

second time.

me, Aria. I

error was the Garcia name. Others called him a gentleman, charming, ambitious-but I

been

area to show my presence which was a standard

routine,

that I should always appear with a smile and reassure the maids that everything is well and

a brother-in-law who made sure

noticed Luis sitting at the table as he read a book in the garden. Intending to be talkative for

him, reminding myself not to pet his

mumbled, pressing his lips into a

are you

his

of homework?”

“Math.”

You know,

in finishing that sentence. “There’s

me.” Luis left the garden, not

I tried hiding by plastering a smile on my face, ignoring the sounds of the gossiping gardeners and maids. See, that was the

be weak. Smiling through my tears was something I had been doing for as long as I could remember, and it had always

princess’ wasn’t a compliment but a mocking term he and his friend Beau had made up for me.

I could tell he knew I was on the verge of crying. He didn’t seem to care, though, because he had turned his back, refusing to take another look at me. “It’s time

the driver drove us to the Lamberti estate. Vince listening to my advice, changing his outfit, and giving his driver an actual

caught my attention was that it all seemed to be sunshine and rainbows. All the workers walked around with smiles. The grass was bright and green, and flowers

the car, it made me wonder whether all of this was pretend or if the two really lived the life I had in

grabbed my

distance. Almost tripping, she ran

her embrace. “Oh my god-I can’t believe you’re wearing a suit

a completely different person whenever

the same as his behavior toward

own little world and

reunite.

the door to greet his friend. “Why are you dressed as if you care?” He pointed

another step back, Serena surprised me by grabbing both of my hands. “It’s so nice

had no desire to. She was the one Vince acknowledged, and she was the reason why he wouldn’t open his