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

Chapter 378

Aria

“I’m the problem in this marriage?” His words made me chuckle. Last I remembered, he had not instructed me to stay put.

“Where did you get these things?” I reached out to touch his shoulder, but Vince stepped back.

“We have to go.”

“No, wait!” I called out, making him stop in his steps. “D-do you know how much money we can make selling those?”

“As well as put a target on our backs,” Vince said. “It wouldn’t be that much different from suicide.”

“Oh, my god.” I squealed. “This is like heaven!”

Vince wrapped his hand around my wrist. “Aria, let’s go.”

“Does your uncle know about this?” I placed my hands on top of his, my eyes begging him to give me an

answer.

No.

“I figured. If he did, you wouldn’t have to marry me.” I said my thoughts out loud. “If it’s respect and power you’re after, here’s your key.” My hands reached for one of the weapons.

“I’m not-

“Boom.” I winked, pointing it at him. “Enough to blow up a household.”

Bothered, Vince placed his hand on top of the trigger as he lowered my hand and took away the weapon. “That’s why I’m trying to keep them away from people like you.”

“People like me?” I pointed to myself. “Right, because the Garcias are model citizens.” He was one to talk.

Vince huffed, probably knowing there was nothing else for him to add.

“Come on. We’re going.” He roughly grabbed my hand, only for me to free myself from his grip.

“Why would you want to live in Christian’s shadow-when all of this is enough to surpass the Lambertis?”

“I don’t want to surpass anyone,” Vince spoke humbly, shaking his head. “Certainly not, my friend.”

“I know he would’ve.”

“Aria_please.”

It was the truth. Christian Lamberti did not seem like the type to back down from doing anything to please his friend.

“Arial” Vince squeezed my hand, staring into my eyes. Not going to lie. He looked pretty hot-but I was convinced his head was empty.

Why would he not want to be on top?

“You can’t tell anyone about this-do you understand?”

I grinned at his seriousness. “Yes, Vince, daddy.”

“Stop.” Vince sighed, frustrated. “Aria, I’m not kidding. I’m serious.” He spoke. “It’d be better to keep something like this to ourselves.”

“Good.”

“These weapons are dangerous.”

“I know.”

“They can’t fall into the wrong hands

head. “You’re my husband.

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like endless containers!” I paced back

to discuss my day. He sat on the end of my bed, taking

those rare weapons?” He asked.

“Yes!”

and he was the one who had encouraged me to take

about where he got it from, obviously is trying to keep me out of it-but those things can make us a

you think he doesn’t want to

There was no

“Lamberti?”

a polyamorous relationship.” Had I not known otherwise, I would’ve thought they were the ones married. “Vince

he doesn’t have a reason to.” Angelo shrugged.

“Sorry?”

here for a while-but if it weren’t for Christian, Vince would probably not even be alive.” He shared a part of Vince’s life he wouldn’t talk about. “When everything went

I tried to find every reason not to feel guilty about all of this. He wouldn’t have been alive?

talking about the coma?” I wondered.

Angelo whispered. “Let’s just drop it. That’s not for

an uncomfortable feeling down my stomach. The thought of Vince hurting and not

there, but Christian was

that

he was in a coma, took care of him,

deep sigh left my lips. “So

Angelo shook his head. “You just have to convince him enough to look past Christian

“You just told me Vince believes he owes him

Make sure they don’t get along.”

“Keep talking.”

out his plan. “He would have

all figured out-don’t

I have thought about it

friendship would

grabbed two glasses and filled them with wine before handing

you?” We clicked our glasses, but then it suddenly hit me. Why would someone like him, who should care for his own family-go

it?” Angelo

you doing all of this for me?” I took a step back. Worst-case scenario, I had taken it too far by

because I’m

gave him a nod,

looked at me. “We’ve started rocky, but now I consider you my closest friend, and my loyalty lies

what to say.” I didn’t doubt his words even once as he

don’t have

and was already headed to Vince’s bedroom. “Vincey!” I knocked on his door, granting him a new nickname. “Vincey, Vince?”

No answer

“Vince-”

opened, and Vince blessed me with his presence, wearing

I checked him

you keep on knocking until you get a response.” He spoke sarcastically, but I was already happy enough to

I looked past him and focused on the sound of the running

forced a smile. “That’s very nice of you, Aria. He waved me off, eager to get to the bathroom. “You’re a great

yelled back, my volume at a ten. It was once again

care.

his shower, I patiently sat on his bed, waiting for his return. I didn’t mind waiting,

“Still here?” He glared, drying his drained hair with a towel.

I said loudly, having the sudden urge to touch him. As expected, he looked as if he had just jumped out of

I followed him

to see what’s underneath that?” My eyes moved to

eyes. “When

“I’m twenty-one?”

He shot me a strained

since that basement thing, it appeared as if he had become even colder. “I’m a woman, I have needs, and I know you don’t give a shit about this marriage and take care