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

Chapter 384

Aria

I got what I wanted, didn’t I? Then why did I feel so guilty?

I stirred the pot as Angelo told me to, I wedged myself between Christian and Vince’s friendship, as Angelo had instructed. He agreed to sell the weapons, which was great-but I never wished to see him in pain.

The look in his eyes upon hearing about Christian’s words devastated me, and it took me back to reality.

Vince was a real person with feelings.

But regardless of his feelings, I did what was best for the family. So no matter how difficult it was, I tried pushing my guilt aside.

It was late at night when I returned the necklace to the empty warehouse, to the spot Vince had requested.

Once I arrived back home, it was already past midnight. I walked into the kitchen to clear my head, in the mood for a late-night snack. After all I had been through, I definitely deserved that.

“What has the privilege of going into my mouth,” I sang, opening the fridge. Just as I was about to reach for something, a voice startled me.

“Why are you home so late?”

I let out a yelp and turned around, noticing Vince sitting at the table with his hands flat on the surface. He had been waiting for me. I could tell. I could also tell that it wasn’t a good thing.

Would he have found out the truth about the necklace?

“What are you doing up so late?” I retorted, taking a seat at the table. “Aren’t you supposed to be asleep?”

“Aria, where were you?” I noticed the cold and doubtful look in his eyes. It was the same expression he had shown me when he scolded me about my behavior before our wedding.

“I-I was out… I needed some fresh air. I wasn’t doing anything special.”

“You were out?” He furrowed his brow as he spoke in a doubtful tone. “Aria, do you think I’m stupid because

of course, you’re not

on the table, raising his voice. “Do you think I haven’t been aware of what you’ve been doing all this

been

I go back to the warehouse right now, I

only trying to prove a point. I wanted to

yell at me-but he didn’t. “And you did. The point

as I felt grateful we could at least agree on

Angelo’s

I panicked. “Yes…no.”

“Yes or no?”

feeling the need to protect Angelo. “Everything I do, every decision I make-is for you. I know you don’t care about me, but I care about you, and that’s why I had to show you the

my mouth, but hopefully, it was a reasonable explanation for why I had stolen

next words, and I was ready to hear

Vince surprised me with his answer.

“W-What?”

a stunt like that again, I won’t be able to protect

“Yes”

you.” He had a sharp look in his eyes. Siena probably meant a lot to

not with a toddler,” I said. “But I admit, taking the necklace

but if we do-I need to know that I can trust you,” Vince stated. “Angelo is not your husband. I am. So

couldn’t hide the big smile. “Oh, so now you want to

the way, while you’ve been plotting to return the stolen necklace-

rolled my

how he sold the products on the black market.” Vince scattered several

were a bunch of small, old-looking journals. I reached out to grab one.

Vince instructed. “It’d be nice if you could

gasped, seeing my life flash before my eyes. Was he