His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 354

Aria

“So now that I’ve shown you the…consequences, we both ended up in a cage,” I spoke through gritted

teeth.

After the random girl challenged, we got into a fight-and guess what? No one ended up getting the dress. We got arrested and ended up in a cell instead.

I ended up lying to my driver, texting him I ran into a friend. That was a sad lie, considering other than Stella-I didn’t really have any around here.

Calling dad to bail me out would’ve been way to embarrassing, so I gave the officers Vince’s number instead. It was a good thing dad ended up texting his number.

Yes, my future husband would see what kind of loser his future wife was-but I had no other choice. I didn’t know anyone who would not run to my dad to rat me out.

“I hope you know this is all your fault.” I bothered the girl once again. She should’ve never dared me in the first place.

“Is it now?” She stared into space, hoping to avoid this conversation.

“Yes.” I nodded confidently. “Just so you know, I needed that dress for my birthday slash engagement party.”

“Just so you know, I needed that dress to impress my ex

“Oh well, ex and fiance are on two different levels!” I spoke, offended. “You won’t get him back anyway. Not with that personality.”

“You’re a terrible person.” The girl huffed after a few seconds. “You’re so terrible I’m sure no one’s bailing you out of this place.”

“My fiance will bail me out.” I corrected her. “You should worry about yourself.”

“Don’t worry about me, my sister will bail me out.”

“Good for you.

The minutes were passing by and in those minutes I could only think about the best way to explain myself to Vincenzo. How could I tell him that I ended up in a cell over a dress? Where would that leave me?

“Aria Morales?” The officer called out my name.

“Morales?” I heard the girl whisper.

“That’s me!” I got up from the cold bench and made my way to the bars, I slowed my pace as the male figure behind the officer slowly revealed himself.

Vincenzo Garcia.

He looked even more handsome than the last time I’d laid eyes on him. Different from the suit he rocked at the wedding, he was wearing a shirt with comfortable sweatpants underneath.

I probably dragged this man out of his house, but that was not the only thing on my mind.

Why was someone like Vince not working on a weekday? Shouldn’t he be leading his family?

For some reason, I had expected a different reaction but was met with a comforting smile. That’s her.” Vince raised his brows, sighing.

“So, I know you must be thinking about what I’m doing here,” I spoke, fiddling my hands. “And I-I know how all of this looks…”

“C-Carmen.” Vince squinted his eyes, interrupting me. Great, so he couldn’t even give me the time of day. “What are you doing here?”

“Vince?” The dress thief, supposedly Carmen-made her way beside me. “Vince, thank God!” She breathed. “Did my sister send you?”

So those two knew each other?

Vince asked flustered. “Where is she,

get yourself into this time?” A warm and familiar voice

that voice belonged

My rival, Serena.

did at her wedding. Her thick and healthy dark curls were in a high ponytail, the pink gloss on her lips was to die for, and her beautiful black catsuit

she

many children was this woman

connection to the dress thief? “Hey,

Sissy?

Wait, Carmen. Alfonzo?

hi sissy, me!” Serena wrapped her hands around the bars, glaring at her sister. “Oh, hey-Vince.” She blushed, facing

was she

as well. What was going on between these two? Serena was a married woman, right? And by the looks of

as clear as day he was into her. Anyone could see that, including Serena and possibly her husband.

it!” Serena clapped her hands, understanding the situation. “Wait, is this the girl you fought over

Morales, isn’t

avoided all eye contact. “Yep, that’s

brightly. After a forced apology, we had settled our issues and were outside of

thief-/ mean Carmen,

rubbed my

to care much anymore and

more. She seemed so perfect, that I felt the need to confirm whether she truly didn’t

made her out to be, or was it

your fiance?” Carmen nudged my shoulder. I thought we’d left everything behind us, but she was

I responded dryly, hoping she would get off my back.

sang. “Poor Vince

Excuse me, babysitting?

Vince’s shoulder. “Carmen, stop bothering the girl, and

me, the girl?

my cue!” Carmen slapped my back. “I’ll see you at your party, bye!” She walked off with her sister, leaving me behind startled. I didn’t know what was worse. Her coming to my

took my chances, and turned to sneak off so I didn’t have to explain myself to Vince. At least, not before 1 could make up a perfect excuse. All I

“Hey, dress felon!”

eyes and took

How would I even survive that hideous

“Y-yeah?”

and stepped closer until he was right in front of me, with only a few inches between

my heart melted at his minimal gesture. I looked up to focus

his warm hand came in contact with my cheek. “That eye of yours.” Vince clicked his tongue. “Yeah, we should probably

“S-should we?”

was not going to lie, Carmen gave me a good punch. I should’ve known she was not someone

you to my home or our home…or whatever you want to call it.”

lips. “I like the

his priorities straight. I was his

followed Vince as he opened the car door for me and waited like a true gentleman.

my seatbelt and fixed

but I didn’t care. I liked him and I had no desire to keep it a secret. Many claimed

I laid eyes on Vince, I just knew he was the person I wanted to spend the rest

no one

arrested, huh?” Vince asked during our peaceful drive. “Is that something you do

of course not!” I almost exclaimed. “I’m sorry, it won’t

to be the perfect wife for years and 1

don’t mind-I was just

the size to my parents’ house. Everyone was

was not to extravagant. I bet someone like Vince

for guards or maids to welcome me-but there weren’t any present. As the future head lady of the Garcias, it was not the welcome I had wished for, but I could give it a pass because my

guards and maids

you coming?” Vince chuckled, walking to the

keep up with his pace and followed