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.

people, but we’re not like that,” Vince told me. “So no. She

two in the back cleared their throats and covered their mouths, probably

nerves?” I smiled through the humiliation. Overwork people? How the hell did

with that one?

Morales’ were

you. How nice, kind, and warm you are-but I guess they must’ve been talking about some other Vince.” I spoke

everyone that we didn’t

I pouted, looking

“Yes?”

grade my looks and Luis’ teacher’s looks, one to ten, what would you give

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

by his cringe-worthy answer. It wasn’t as if the world was going to end

being the perfect gentleman.” I nudged him, earning a small smile.

the Lamberti warehouse. I waited for Vince to open the door for me, which he did. By now, he must’ve known

had already

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

many people do they have working here?” My jaw dropped at the number of workers, all doing something, and no one stood still. Containers were getting

risks, so he must’ve had his reasons.

wondered, observing every step along the way as the boxes

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

not in a good way. Seeing my husband delivering boxes to someone who seemed to have everything under control-while we had our own business to run, bothered

clean.” A frown appeared on my face. “Everything gets delivered to

Vince whispered in my car. Well, I didn’t care, in my eyes,

I was right, and that’s why he told me to keep my mouth shut.

just using you? Letting you do this while you have your own

that loud.” He

huh?” The thought occurred to me. “Would Christian have

here. It’s a safe

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

feared him and his power and why he felt the need to control everything

man back home-had taken a step back to remain in Christian’s