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 told me. “So no. She

in the back cleared their throats and covered their mouths,

through the humiliation. Overwork people? How the hell did he come up

with that one?

were

you are-but I guess they must’ve been talking about some other Vince.” I spoke my mind in the

everyone that we didn’t get along.

looking at him.

“Yes?”

teacher’s

shook his head. “First of all, I don’t grade women based on their looks.” He stated. “It’s quite disrespectful, and since you’re one as well, you should know

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

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

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

brothers worked quickly and had already begun unloading boxes

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

the number of workers, all doing something,

taking risks, so

way as

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

way. Seeing my husband delivering boxes to someone who seemed to have everything under control-while we

so clean.” A frown appeared on my face. “Everything gets delivered to other families, so

stop it,” Vince whispered in my car. Well, I didn’t care, in my eyes, Christian Lamberti was a selfish prick, and

he told me to

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

He shushed

the road, huh?” The

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

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

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

the most powerful man back home-had taken a