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?”

it or not, I’m still your wife, and I’m

that wouldn’t be necessary. “I’m having lunch with Serena and

this week.” I completed his schedule. “If you care about your family and want our

“Ok.”

was gossip. I didn’t want word to get out about how Vince and I

anyway-at least

in those

said. “I was

either way, there was no point in

Vince didn’t argue, taking my advice.

It makes you look like a cheap aspirant.” There was no point in stopping

huff, disagreeing with my ways. “I don’t want

paid.” I refreshed his memory. “I know he’s getting a large sum of money

you have.” Vince scoffed, a bored smile

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

be my escape from this marriage.” A whisper left his mouth, which wasn’t for me to

“What was that?”

downstairs.” The door got smacked in my face for the

second time.

looking out for me, Aria. I wouldn’t know what to do without

Vince’s only error was the Garcia name. Others called

been mistaken.

living area to show my presence which was

routine,

a smile and reassure the maids that everything is well and

brother-in-law who made

a book in the garden. Intending to be talkative for once, I made my way outside and joined

morning!” I greeted him, reminding myself not to pet his head like a

Luis mumbled, pressing his lips into a

you doing?”

He kept his

of homework?”

“Math.”

You know,

his book loudly, and I knew there was no point in finishing that sentence. “There’s no need. I’m

excuse me.” Luis left the garden, not

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

but I did not and could not allow myself to be weak.

Vince’s voice made me turn my head. I hated that nickname, and he knew that. The name princess’ wasn’t a compliment but a mocking term he and his friend Beau

softened, and I could tell he knew I was on the verge of crying. He didn’t seem to care, though, because he

Lamberti estate. Vince listening to my advice, changing his

was that it all seemed to be sunshine and rainbows. All the workers walked around with smiles. The grass was bright

made me wonder whether all of this was pretend or if the two

got interrupted by Vince, who had grabbed my hand

out from a distance. Almost tripping, she ran down the flight of stairs and

allowing her to pull him into her embrace. “Oh my god-I can’t believe you’re wearing a suit to lunch!” She leaned her head against

He would turn into a completely different person whenever he was around others. The Vince who

me was not the

smiled at the two who were caught up in their own little world and stepped

reunite.

the door to greet his friend. “Why are you dressed as if

me by grabbing both of my hands. “It’s

to. She was