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

Chapter 382

Vincenzo

1 felt the cold breeze on my skin as Aria and I stepped into the warehouse, surrounded by several men.

At the center stood Christian, and behind him was a small group of his people, including Beau.

Christian’s face twisted with anger as he yelled at AJ and CJ, who were kneeling on the ground. No one interfered. Ever since my father and Christian’s crazy uncle had disappeared, things had returned to the way they were.

In the past, those two had been the biggest threats to the Lambertis.

Now, everyone felt threatened by the Lambertis again, and no one dared to disrespect them-rightfully so. The weight of the situation pressed down on me, making it hard to focus. I had come here hoping to find a peaceful solution with my long-time friend, but seeing the state he was in and the tension in the room made me doubt that possibility.

Aria broke the silence, adding fuel to the fire. I hadn’t expected anything less from her.

“Are you two insane? Kneeling for this guy?” she asked, her voice dripping with dismay.

Ishifted uncomfortably, knowing that her big mouth might force me to choose between my loyalty to my wife or to Christian, who was like my brother.

“Get up, both of you!”

AJ and CJ shared a look and carefully stood up from the floor, while Christian turned around to glare at both of us. His eyes were sharp, almost demanding that I do something about Aria’s temper-but I didn’t.

He chuckled, rolling his eyes to look away from me. “Little girl, I think it’s best if you stay out of it.” In that one sentence, it became clear what he really thought of Aria.

a loss for words. She searched for my eyes, but I lowered my head.

a coward. I was so intent on not being like Fabio that

Aria, was not something I should

Christian called my name, and my eyes shot open, while his searched for understanding. “I know it looks bad, but I have every reason to believe one of these

shoulder, pressuring me to answer. “Vince, tell

for a moment. No, I didn’t believe AJ or CJ would steal the necklace, and despite our relationship, I wouldn’t

from years ago that I didn’t like talking or thinking about, Christian and I had always had each other’s back. He didn’t bother me, I didn’t bother him, nothing got in between our friendship, and it had been like that for years.

thieves who helped you with the delivery last time?” He asked, well aware

they were no saints–but those two wouldn’t steal something

voice was filled with desperation. “Vince, I just want my daughter’s necklace back, that’s all.”

for help-but he turned away. Nowadays, Christian trusted him more than he trusted me. He had the privilege of being Serena’s brother. If anything, he had the power to make Christian walk away, as he could encourage him to let us discuss

others feared to approach him, known

it made me

loyalty had to lie

spoke up for himself as

“We unloaded the boxes, signed them

go to your office. The two went back

my office?” Christian questioned,

I think it’s time for you and your parasites to get out of here.” Her words were like a slap in the face to someone like Christian, and the tension in the room escalated even more as our men laughed and stomped their feet in

“Tell him, boss!”

as Christian turned back to me, his expression filled with hurt and anger. “Are you not going to do anything about it, Vince?” He asked. “It’s the necklace my father gave her when he took

but it was already too late. “Let’s take care of this some

in one go. “Vince?” He shrugged in disbelief. “What are you doing?”