His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 354

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?

asked flustered. “Where is she, is

what the hell did you get yourself into this time?” A

that voice belonged to.

My rival, Serena.

I stared at the woman running toward us. For some reason, she looked even hotter today than she did at her wedding. Her thick and healthy dark

she

was this

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

Sissy?

Wait, Carmen. Alfonzo?

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

she blushing?

Vince blushed as well. What was going on between these two? Serena was a married

uh…” Vince stammered, failing to keep his balance. It was as clear as day he was into her. Anyone could see that, including Serena

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

isn’t

contact. “Yep, that’s

all apologized, it’s all good right?” Serena laughed brightly. After a forced apology, we had

dress thief-/ mean Carmen,

my eyes.

care much anymore

me hate her even more. She seemed so perfect, that I felt

as everyone made her out

nudged my shoulder. I thought we’d left everything

dryly, hoping she would get off my back.

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

Excuse me, babysitting?

stop bothering

the girl?

She walked off with her sister, leaving me behind startled. I didn’t know what

explain myself to Vince. At least, not before 1 could make up a perfect excuse. All I had to do was walk

“Hey, dress felon!”

my eyes and took baby

would I even survive that hideous

“Y-yeah?”

me, with only a few inches between us. He bent down, to meet my

looked up to focus on his perfectly parted hair and lowered my

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

“S-should we?”

looked in the mirror. I was not going to lie, Carmen gave me a good punch. I should’ve known she was

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

A giggle escaped my lips. “I like the sound

straight. I was his fiancee

and waited like

leaned over me to fasten my seatbelt and fixed my seat. There you go.” He smiled warmly.

unnoticeable, but I didn’t 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 I

no one else

dresses and getting arrested, huh?” Vince asked during our peaceful drive. “Is that

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

to view me as incapable. Mom had prepared me to be the perfect wife for years and 1 would not mess it

don’t mind-I was just

we arrived at the mansion. I couldn’t help but compare the size to my parents’ house. Everyone was aware of the

not to extravagant. I bet someone

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 came as

were the guards

coming?” Vince chuckled, walking to the

with my tiny legs to keep up with his pace and followed him inside.

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