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,

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

that

My rival, Serena.

today than she 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 showed off her small…belly?

she

children was this woman planning on

most importantly, what was her connection to the dress thief? “Hey, sissy!”

Sissy?

Wait, Carmen. Alfonzo?

around the bars, glaring at her sister. “Oh, hey-Vince.” She

she

going on between these two? Serena was a married woman, right?

keep his balance. It was as clear as day he was into her. Anyone could

is this the girl you fought over a dress?” She

Morales, isn’t

avoided all eye contact.

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

dress thief-/ mean

I rubbed my eyes.

seem to care much anymore and

communicated made me hate her even more. She seemed so perfect, that I felt the need to confirm whether she truly didn’t

as kind as everyone made her out to be, or was it all

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

dryly, hoping she

Carmen sang. “Poor Vince will have his hands full,

Excuse me, babysitting?

“Carmen, stop bothering the girl, and let’s

the girl?

at your party, bye!” She walked off with her sister, leaving me behind startled. I didn’t know what was worse. Her coming 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 had to do

“Hey, dress felon!”

my eyes and took baby

How would I even survive

“Y-yeah?”

head and stepped closer until he was right in front of me, with only a few inches between us. He bent down, to meet

to focus on his perfectly parted hair and lowered

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

“S-should we?”

looked in the mirror. I was not going to lie, Carmen gave me a good

my home or our home…or whatever

A giggle escaped my lips. “I like the sound

least he got his priorities straight. I was his fiancee

door for me and waited like a true gentleman. I could get used to

me to fasten my seatbelt and fixed my seat.

care. I liked him and I had no desire to keep it a secret. Many claimed love, at first sight, wasn’t real and at one point I almost believed

laid eyes on Vince, I just knew he was the person

one else for

during our peaceful drive. “Is that something you do

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

prepared me to be the perfect wife for years and 1 would not mess

“Oh, I don’t mind-I was just

arrived at the mansion. I couldn’t help but compare the size to my parents’ house. Everyone was aware of the Garcia’s wealth, whether their

to his fortune, the mansion was not to extravagant. I bet

I stepped out and searched 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 visit

the guards and maids anyway?

to the door

with my tiny legs to keep