His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 350

Aria

“Daddy!”

Dad shot me an annoyed look and placed his finger over his lips, which was not surprising, considering 1 had burst through his office.

He seemed to be on an important phone call, so I sat down in front of him and looked into his eyes— forcing him to end his conversation.

“I’ll call you back later. Something important came up.” Dad spoke. “What’s up? My beautiful daughter needs me.” He said, ending the call.

Oscar Morales was a busy man, even to busy for his daughter-but whenever I really needed him, he was always there. As his only daughter and his heir, I was the hope of the Morales family.

“Muffin, what do you want?”

I ignored his cringy nickname and went straight to business. At times it seemed as if my dad still thought I was a teenager, but today I would show him otherwise. “What did you think about the wedding yesterday?” Dad continued. “Christian seems like a good family man, doesn’t he?”

I gave him a nod and reached for his hand across the table. “The wedding was nice, but dad-don’t you think it’s time for me to get married?”

Dad stared at me with big eyes before a wide smile appeared on his lips. He was an old-fashioned man who had devoted his time picking out a suitable suitor for me, and he had been doing so since my eighteenth birthday. “Do you have someone in mind?”

I bet he thought I was talking about one of the men he had introduced me to throughout the year. Although they were rich, handsome, and would be of value to the Morales family, they were not like Vincenzo. They did not have to face a single struggle in their lives and were weak-minded. They could not handle a boss bitch like me.

“Daddy, I want to marry Vincenzo Garcia.”

Dad blinked his eyes a few times before releasing my hand and burst out in complete laughter. “Princess, you have got to be kidding me?”

“N-no, dad.” I shook my head. It seemed like I had to fight for Vincenzo, but I was willing to do that. I had never experienced love at first sight before, so I would not let go of him. Ever.

“I want to marry Vincenzo Garcia-”

“No.” He spoke,

His answer was loud and clear. It was something I wasn’t used to. He never said ‘no’ to me. That word almost sounded foreign to my ears. “No? What do you mean, no?” I furrowed my brows, confused.

“Aria, I’ve introduced you to the finest men, and now you’re telling me you want me to hand you over to a -a-a.Garcia!” Dad spoke, disgusted. “You know they don’t have a good name around here—”

“Then we’ll make it good!” I got up from the chair. I turned my back to my father and took a deep breath to prepare myself for what I had to say. “I know you think they’re weak and useless, but Vincenzo is the

one I want.”

what he’s been through…he’s strong, determined, a

pumped my adrenaline. I was even more desperate to have him by my side, and I was going to marry him-even if I

make us stronger, so please, daddy.” I pleaded, turning around to

seemed to have worked because dad’s eyes slowly softened. “I’ll discuss it with your uncles, but I can’t

Wait a second….

It worked?

give him a tight hug. Who would’ve thought those sad puppy eyes would

are you serious?”

Aria if she’d ask meto,

Stella, who had an uncomfortable expression throughout the

her neck and smiled awkwardly. “And how does Vince

you mean?”

long dark bangs in front of her eyes. “Well, he’s expressed not wanting to get married many times-and now you’re kind

was stupid, insane even-but so what? Maybe I

was made for me, and I would marry him-one way or

good.” I tapped the table, leaning forward. “We’re a good match, and he’ll

reached for my hands. “Aria.” She tilted her head. “You’re gorgeous, intelligent-the Morales heir, and so

is a nice guy?”

friends

“Seel”

She said. “He blames himself for what happened to his family, and other than Serena, who

decision. Stella was the first one to tell me that Vince did absolutely not have feelings for Serena, so her words came as a surprise.

if she didn’t want me to marry him.

he’ll end up loving me-everyone

“Okay, if

same evening I sat on the sofa, thinking about Stella’s words. How could she possibly claim Vince would never fall for me? Were

rotten? I didn’t care one bit.

I wouldn’t allow myself to

had way too

with living a humble life, and moving to the big city has always been her dream. Growing up, I didn’t see my parents a lot which was something Vince and I would most likely have

common.

were just so perfect for each other.