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.

overwork people, but we’re not like that,” Vince

cleared their throats

getting on your nerves?” I smiled through the humiliation. Overwork people? How

with that one?

Morales’ were

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

everyone that we didn’t get along.

pouted, looking at him.

“Yes?”

teacher’s looks, one to ten, what would

He stated. “It’s quite disrespectful, and since you’re one as well, you should know

by his cringe-worthy answer. It wasn’t as if the world was going to end because of a ranking unless he’d put

gentleman.” I nudged him, earning

warehouse. I waited for Vince to open the door for me, which he

had already

sketchy garbage. Had

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 unloaded in broad

clean without taking risks, so he

I wondered, observing every step along the way as the boxes from the truck were being brought

baking soda, and some sugar to bake cookies. As usual,

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 our own business to

wonder everything here looks so clean.” A frown appeared on my face. “Everything gets delivered to other families, so in case anything

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

I was right, and that’s why he

you think he’s just using you? Letting you do this while you

He shushed

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

around here. It’s a safe route, and

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

feared him and his power and why he

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