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

my head. “You’re my husband. I respect

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like endless containers!” I paced back and forth, telling

at night, and like always, he was in my room to discuss my day. He sat on the end

containers are full of those rare weapons?” He asked. “Are you

“Yes!”

and he was the one

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

do you think he doesn’t want to do anything

was no doubt about

“Lamberti?”

about their brotherhood. “Those two, together with Serena’s brother, are like in a polyamorous relationship.” Had I not known otherwise, I would’ve thought they were the

doesn’t have a

“Sorry?”

Vince’s life he wouldn’t talk about. “When everything went down, and all families turned their back on anyone having to do something

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

the coma?” I

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

my stomach. The thought of Vince hurting and not being there to

was not there, but Christian

they’re that close.”

with him while he was in a coma, took care of him, dropped everything to

lips. “So it’s

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

“You just told me Vince believes he owes him his

Make sure they don’t

“Keep talking.”

Garcias-and see if Christian won’t do anything.” Angelo worked out his plan. “He would have to because everyone depends on him. Same

figured out-don’t you?” A delighted

thought

friendship

glasses and filled them with wine before

glasses, but then it suddenly hit me. Why would someone like him, who should care for his own family-go that far

Angelo asked,

a step back. Worst-case scenario, I had taken

chuckled. “You’re wondering because I’m

him a nod, awaiting

a lot, and I want the best for you.” He looked at me. “We’ve started rocky, but now I

I didn’t doubt his words even once as

because you don’t have to.”

bedroom. “Vincey!” I knocked

No answer

“Vince-”

the door opened, and Vince blessed me with his presence, wearing

checked

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

finish your shower.” I looked past him and focused on the sound of the running

Aria. He waved me

It was once again one of his sarcastic jokes, but

care.

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

in his boxers. “Still here?” He glared, drying his drained hair with

expected, he looked as if he had just jumped out of a

here.” I followed

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

eyes. “When you

“I’m twenty-one?”

shot me a

I leaned against the wall. Ever 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 of yours-so what