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?”

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

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

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

“Ok.”

it was gossip. I didn’t want

true anyway-at least

that in

Vince said. “I was going to change

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

didn’t argue,

a cheap aspirant.” There

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

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

Vince scoffed, a bored smile plastered on

I used the exact words 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 and bring us all down

that’ll be my escape from this marriage.” A whisper left his mouth, which

my heart. “What was that?” My voice cracked, daring him to repeat

wear a suit. You wait downstairs.” The

second time.

you for looking out for me, Aria. I wouldn’t know what

only error was the

must’ve been mistaken.

the living area to show my presence which was a

routine,

up in the Morales household, I learned that I should always appear with a smile and reassure the maids that everything is well

a brother-in-law who made

Luis sitting at the table as he read a book in the garden. Intending to be talkative for once, I made my way outside and joined Luis.

not to pet his head like a puppy.

lips into a thin

are you

his answer short.

kind of homework?”

“Math.”

need help? You know,

loudly, and I knew there was no point in finishing that sentence. “There’s no need. I’m already finished.” He

left the garden,

a smile on my face, ignoring the sounds

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

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

I was on the verge of crying. He didn’t seem to care, though, because

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

all seemed to be sunshine and rainbows.

all of this was pretend or if the two really lived the life I had in mind

fantasy got interrupted by Vince, who had grabbed my hand to

a distance. Almost tripping, she ran down

let go of his hand, 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 his chest. “I

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

behavior towards me was not the same as his behavior toward

who were caught up in their own little world and stepped back to

reunite.

friend. “Why are you dressed as if you care?” He pointed out

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

the opportunity to hang out, and I had no desire to. She was the one Vince acknowledged, and she was the reason why he wouldn’t open his heart to me.