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

Chapter 376

Vincenzo

Fabio High School Diary 1-

Donny and I stole father’s Mustang and drove it around town to show off.

Unfortunately, father came home early and was livid. Dotard got in trouble, and I didn’t, so it’s all good.

There’s also a new transfer student in our class, and she scares the shit out of me. She won’t stop staring at me with those beautiful demonic black eyes, and I don’t know how to stop her.

She’s been following me all week, and Donny heard rumors that she’s been telling the entire school that she’ll marry

A handsome man like me doesn’t have the urge to be tied to one woman for the rest of his life.

“What’s wrong with that man.” An embarrassed and guilty chuckle escaped from my lips. I wasn’t supposed to laugh at him, better yet-I wasn’t supposed to laugh at his words, but I couldn’t help myself

Who was this Donny guy and why had I never met him?

Too ashamed to read further, I folded the paper and stared ahead. It turned out Fabio had also left me some diary from his teenage years, which now I used as an excuse in order not to read the letters which

were meant for me.

The thought of that man once being a teenager, pulling mischief, and stealing cars all seemed so strange to me, mainly since he used to scold me for doing the same.

Was it really that surprising, though? The man in the diary was the same man who left behind many dangerous weapons and left me to deal with them.

I was still not over the shock and had yet to come up with a safe plan to get rid of the weapons.

The Morales’ took our union very seriously, so who knew? Maybe one day, I would return to a renovated factory and an empty basement.

A knock on the door made me hide the papers in a rush. “Come in?” I called out, expecting it to be my nosy wife. Instead, a maid opened the door.

“Sir, there’s a woman at the gate.” She avoided my eyes, placing her hands behind her back. “She says she’s Luis’ new teacher?”.

Dazed. I got up from my chair. I had been so occupied with the marriage, the business, and Fabio’s letters that I had forgotten all about Livia.

“Ah yes, let her in!”

As soon as the maid left the room, I rushed to the mirror to look at my outfit. Being all dressed up for no reason made me look stupid, and Luis thought the same. Although, I did have to admit-just as Aria had told me, many did take me more seriously.

I brushed my hair with my hands and a dumb smile on my lips, unable to remember the last time I had put such an effort into anything. It was probably because I knew Livia wouldn’t hide from pointing out every flaw, so I wanted to look appropriate. That must’ve been it.

As I walked down the stairs, I already noticed Livia at the door. Her hands were on her hips, her hair with even more volume, and a sarcastic smile across her sculptured face.

“Hi.” I greeted, standing right in front of her. Livia was not taller than 5’2, stood on her tippy toes, and smiled at me daringly.

“What’s up, tall guy?” She raised her head before stumbling, but I grabbed her arm just in time. Any other person would’ve been embarrassed, but not Livia.

Since the first time she had attacked me, she showed me just how much she didn’t care.

“You cut your hair.”

“I did.” I froze as the woman stared deep into my eyes. “So, where’s the baby?” She stepped closer, standing on her tippy-toes to look behind my shoulder.

The baby?

Of course! Luis.

“He’ll be here soon,” I spoke. With my hands in my pockets, I stepped back and widened the space between us.

My mind went to her seven-month-old child as I had made it clear the baby was more than

is not an it. His name is Dace.” Livia pushed her hand against my

to change the subject. The smile

going on in her personal life was none of my business-as long as she could tutor Luis and get him back on top again.

you look into the information I sent

“There’s no good reason for someone who’s used to get straight A’s to fail his classes

what I thought-”

shutting me up.

“What?”

single word, I grabbed her arm and led her to the backyard so we could get

sat down, I beckoned one of the maids to get her something to drink,

your job requires a tight work schedule, but I strongly believe this could’ve

Tight work schedule?

Hearing I was the cause for Luis’ behavior from someone other than myself hurt

whenever he does his homework and ensured he finishes it

“And since I’m paying you-you’ll do it for

crossed. “Taking care of your brother is the

snickered. “Are you

really learn a bit more

Sarcasm?

always had his game device in one hand, but this time he had his

start.

is the tutor

down on the chair. “Yo.” He

I smacked his head and pulled his hair to lower his ear to my lips.”Yo? Since when did we start greeting ladies saying ‘yo, are

Livia eavesdropped, smiling at Luis. “Just ignore your brother. He’s too old-fashioned, isn’t

Luis’s eyes lit

you unless he feels like it.” She earned herself another nod

like where this is going!”

understanding, thinks he’s fun-but

I think he gets

was I spot

hand to her. “Nice to meet you, miss. I’m Luis.”

before

if you don’t mind, I would love to have a private talk with

either way. There was no point

down, and seeing the smile on Luis’ lips, I could tell he would

wanting to look out for my brother, I waited inside and peeked at the two through the windows. Well, I was trying to do that-but all I could really

personality, that was for sure. Interesting

said to him.

is that?” Aria’s voice startled me, and I didn’t look back.

“Luis’ tutor.”

begging me to look at her, so I did. “You could’ve asked me. It’s not too late to fire her.” Aria spoke, whispering the

didn’t matter who it was, how old the person was-Aria would most likely always see any other woman as a threat, rightfully so. I didn’t love her. I didn’t care for her-but starting today, I had made a

down at her twitching plump lips. “I’m not firing anyone,” I told her. “Besides, being Luis’ tutor is not your job, princess.”

sorry.” Aria removed her hand from my shoulder, lowering her head. “I’m so

jealous.” A chuckle left my mouth. It was only a natural reaction for someone as immature

Aria gasped in a

“I’m not jealous!”

you, princess.” I shrugged her off. “So,

was talking to Angelo-”

course.” I cut her off, shaking my head. Those

way.

had hired a Marino to be her advisor, I felt threatened, fearful-but soon

the same house, we walked past each other. Aria and Angelo did their thing while I did mine-even when his thing revolved around running behind