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

Chapter 385

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Fabio High School Diary 3-

I said it would happen, and it did.

Yesterday, father told me that after graduation, I was to marry the transfer student-Snooper.

I had no say in any of this, and all of it has already been decided. She’s not a good person.

Now I don’t feel like writing anymore…

I let out an unexpected sound of laughter, reading through Fabio’s old journal. To think that he had once been just like any other teen, dealing with parental pressure and decision he didn’t want to make, was quite amusing.

To think that the same man who hadn’t cracked a laugh with me before his passing, turned out to be such a comedian, made it all even funner.

The woman he had mentioned, Snooper, somehow intrigued me, as she reminded me of Aria.

Someone who would stop at the cost of nothing, to get her way.

As far as I was concerned, Mom was Fabio’s first wife, which made me curious about how that woman was doing at the moment. She had surely dodged a bullet.

One I couldn’t avoid.

Literally.

I closed the diary, leaning back in my chair, and let my mind wander back to the events of that day.

The day Fabio shot me because I chose Christian over him, only to get stabbed in the back by him-just like he had warned me.

Even back then, I learned that Christian only went back to save me because Serena told him so. Had it not been for her, he would’ve let me die-just like that.

He didn’t value our friendship.

He never had, and the altercation at the warehouse proved my point.

my thoughts, I headed downstairs when I saw Aria sitting at the kitchen table as if she had been waiting for

I was unsure whether she had gotten any sleep. Her eye bags were visible, but so was her signature

greeted her, taking the seat

enthusiastically, then she leaped out of her chair to pull me into a warm hug. “How did you sleep?”

slightly pushing her away. After all the trouble she had caused, I didn’t know where she found the courage

the morning.” She pointed out, reaching

“Here you go.”

the necklace, making a thin line

didn’t choose the right choice of words last night when I thanked her’

all a misunderstanding.

necklace? I was pissed as it

stomach, yet I couldn’t help but pity her because I

compassion, and it

me the same way, but luckily I had enough people around me to know that

Aria said, her voice filled with excitement. “And I think I have it all

replied, watching her walk back to her seat. “So,

to put together a new

shrugged. “We have plenty of people. Why would we need to put together a

huffed, pretending to wipe the sweat from her

the one saying this. She was

game, we’ll have to recruit people who aren’t

I said, giving her my

want to remain anonymous on the black market. No one, especially Christian, should know we are

I nodded.

this team, we should sell the weapons at the weekly auction, just like

a bag, scattering them on the table. “I have thought of some potential candidates, as well as trying to come up

do you?” I chuckled, admiring her work ethic. Aria was dense when

it would work out or not, because

had seen her lead her people and was

genuinely seemed to care about me. She knew I had nothing, I had

I pitied her.

I really did.

could divorce you after all