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?”

informed him. “Because….whether you like it or not, I’m still your wife, and I’m just as much the boss as

argument, but that wouldn’t be necessary. “I’m having lunch with Serena

you also owe me dinner sometime this week.” I completed his schedule. “If you care about your family and want

“Ok.”

the people in this town were good at, it was gossip. I didn’t want word

true anyway-at least not from

of that in those sweats?” I breathed, thinking

“I was going to change

suit.” Since he didn’t want to be with me either way, there was no point in me trying to sugarcoat it. “People will take you more seriously wearing a suit.”

Vince didn’t argue, taking my

like a cheap aspirant.” There was no point in stopping

huff, disagreeing with my ways. “I don’t want to push him around like

his memory. “I know he’s getting a large sum of money because I’ve

you have.” Vince scoffed, a bored smile plastered on his lips.

to my husband. “Letting people get out of the business whenever they please-so they can do what?

A whisper left his

had gone through my heart. “What was that?”

a suit. You wait downstairs.” The door got

second time.

I wouldn’t know

Vince’s only error was the Garcia name. Others called him a gentleman, charming, ambitious-but I couldn’t see any of that.

been mistaken.

walked downstairs, past the maids, to the living area to show my presence which was a standard morning

routine,

smile and

a brother-in-law who made sure I knew I

a book in the garden. Intending to be

myself not to pet his

his lips into a

you

He kept his answer short.

of

“Math.”

help? You

was no point in finishing that sentence. “There’s no need. I’m already finished.” He stated, getting up from the chair with his book.

excuse me.” Luis left the garden, not meeting my gaze.

ignoring the sounds of the gossiping gardeners and maids. See,

were trembling, but I did not and could not allow myself to be weak. Smiling through my tears was something I had been doing for as long as I

and he knew that. The name princess’ wasn’t a compliment but

to care, though, because he had turned his back, refusing to take another

estate. Vince listening to my advice, changing his outfit, and giving his driver

be sunshine and rainbows. All the workers walked around with smiles.

all of this was pretend

perfect fantasy got interrupted by Vince, who had grabbed

Serena’s voice called out from a distance. Almost tripping, she ran down the flight of stairs and rushed to

his hand, allowing her to pull him into her embrace. “Oh my god-I can’t believe you’re wearing a suit

into a completely different person whenever he was around others. The Vince who had initially grabbed

behavior towards me was not the same as his behavior toward

who were caught up in their own

reunite.

are you dressed as

hands. “It’s so nice to finally really meet you!” She looked into my eyes with

desire to. She was the one Vince acknowledged, and she was