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

Chapter 379

When Vince told me I was allowed to join him, I thought it would just be the two of us. Funny enough, that was not the case. He was driving a large truck, and we were stuck in a small space in the front with two other guys.

“I’ll need someone to help me unload these boxes, and I can’t possibly put my wife to work.” Vince came up with the perfect solution to his problem. Yes, I was his problem, and he didn’t want to be alone with me.

At least, that’s what I thought-but strangely enough, he appeared to be in a good mood and smiled a lot.

“I’m really glad you could join us, boss.” One of the boys who had practically been hanging over my shoulders said for the tenth time.

“I told you to call me Aria.” I reminded him. “I’m not much older than you, so don’t make me look old.”

“In that case, you can call me AJ.”

“Yes, I know.” It felt like our conversations were going in a loop, and I didn’t know how to end it. A reminder that after today, I would not tag along anymore.

The two of you look good together.” The other boy opened his mouth. “I’m CJ, by the way.”

AJ and CJ.

What are the odds?

J brothers. That would be my new nickname for them.

From the corner of my eyes, I noticed the unbothered expression on Vince’s face.

A few days ago, he would’ve been disgusted by that comment.

Either that, or he was just focusing on the road.

“So Luis’s teacher and the baby aren’t present today?” I didn’t want to get home to any surprises, including the girl who obviously had a crush on him and her annoyingly adorable baby.

Vince snorted. “What does it matter to you?”

“It’s also my house,” I said defensively. “I’m just asking.

like that,” Vince told me. “So no. She won’t tutor

throats and covered their

the humiliation. Overwork people?

with that one?

were kind

some other Vince.” I spoke my mind in the kindest way possible. It would be a pity for the J

to tell everyone that we didn’t get along.

looking at

“Yes?”

to grade my looks and Luis’ teacher’s looks,

all, I don’t grade women based on their looks.” He stated. “It’s quite disrespectful, and

world was going to end because of a ranking unless he’d put her above me,

I nudged him, earning

truck at the Lamberti warehouse. I waited for Vince to open the door for me,

] brothers worked quickly and had already begun unloading boxes from the

took in my surroundings. The warehouse didn’t look like the typical sketchy garbage. Had I not

dropped at the number of workers, all doing something, and no one stood still. Containers were

worked clean without taking risks, so he must’ve had his reasons.

the way as the boxes from

some sugar to bake cookies. As usual, Vince blessed me with

boxes to someone who seemed to have everything under control-while we had our

“Everything gets delivered to other families, so in case anything goes down-the Lambertis are not directly

my car. Well, I didn’t care, in my eyes, Christian Lamberti was a

he told

you do this while you have your own business

loud.” He

we were stopped on the road, huh?” The thought occurred to me. “Would

like that doesn’t happen around here.

wrapped around his finger?” I cut him off. It was still difficult to understand

power and why he

most powerful man back home-had taken a step back to remain in