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?”

still your wife, and I’m just as

me as I had already prepared my following argument, but that wouldn’t be necessary. “I’m having lunch with Serena and Christian. After that, I’ll be heading over to the Garcia factory for some business-

“If you care

“Ok.”

this town were good at, it was gossip. I didn’t want word to get

anyway-at least not from my side.

in those sweats?” I breathed, thinking about ‘the’ distraction.

“I was going to

way, there was no point in me trying to sugarcoat it. “People will take you more seriously wearing

will.” Vince didn’t argue, taking

cheap aspirant.” There was no point in stopping now. “You have a driver-use

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

“I know he’s getting a large sum of money because I’ve seen the

scoffed, a bored smile plastered

exact words as Angelo, who told me to address the issue to my

this marriage.” A whisper left his mouth, which wasn’t for

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

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

second time.

looking out for me, Aria. I

to everyone, Vince’s only error was the

must’ve been

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

routine,

should always appear with a smile and reassure the maids

husband and a brother-in-law who made sure I

book in the

reminding myself not to

mumbled, pressing his lips into

are you doing?”

He kept his

of homework?”

“Math.”

You know, I

sentence. “There’s no need. I’m already

left the garden, not meeting my

felt a sharp pain in my chest which I tried hiding by plastering a smile on my face, ignoring the sounds of the gossiping gardeners and maids. See, that was

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

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

seem to care, though, because he

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

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

made me wonder whether all of this was pretend or

Vince, who had grabbed my

tripping, she

her embrace. “Oh my god-I can’t believe you’re wearing a suit to lunch!” She leaned her head against his chest. “I thought

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

me was not the

their own little world and stepped back to give them the time

reunite.

“Why are you dressed as if you care?” He pointed out Vince’s suit, hugging him.

both of my hands. “It’s so nice to

hadn’t gotten the opportunity to hang out, and I had no desire to. She was the one Vince acknowledged, and