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.

but we’re not like that,” Vince told me. “So

their throats and covered their mouths, probably

on your nerves?” I smiled through the humiliation. Overwork people? How the hell did he come

with that one?

Morales’ were kind people.

warm you are-but I guess they must’ve been talking about some other Vince.” I spoke my mind in the kindest way possible. It would be a pity for the J

tell everyone that we didn’t get along.

I pouted, looking at

“Yes?”

and Luis’ teacher’s

I don’t grade women based on their looks.” He stated. “It’s quite disrespectful, and since you’re one as well,

answer. It wasn’t as if the world

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

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

] brothers worked quickly and had already begun unloading boxes

took in my surroundings. The warehouse didn’t look like the typical sketchy garbage. Had I not known, I would’ve thought it

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

taking risks, so he

in those boxes?” I wondered, observing every step along the way as the boxes from the truck were being

cookies. As usual, Vince blessed me with his short answer filled with

was in awe, but not in a good way. Seeing my husband delivering boxes to someone who seemed to have everything under control-while we had

“Everything gets delivered to other families, so in case

my eyes, Christian Lamberti was a

I was right, and that’s why he

he’s just using you? Letting you do this while you have your own business to

loud.” He shushed

road, huh?” The thought occurred to me. “Would Christian have your back?”

like that doesn’t happen around here. It’s a safe route, and

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

he felt the need to control everything and

taken