His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 357

Vincenzo

“So.” I sat down, rubbing my hands. She would be living here with us, whether we liked it or not-sol didn’t want to create an awkward atmosphere. “Looking good.”

Aria, who seemed to have forgotten all about Luis’ behavior, nodded her head. “It tastes even better. Dig in!” She spoke proudly.

Luis lifted his head to look at Aria. “We usually say grace-

“Hmm, that’s delicious!” Aria spoke over him, munching her homemade pasta.

Luis wasn’t wrong. We did have a tradition of thanking God and Jesus for not only the food on our table but our lives as well.

“Or never mind, just continue whatever you were doing.” Luis mumbled, annoyed. His response surprised me. Everyone knew Luis as a kind kid who could even get along with a fly.

Whatever it toas, he clearly wasn’t feeling Aria.

Luis and I shared a look as we took a bite of our pasta.

Judging by the way Aria stuffed her face, I could tell the girl felt no shame whatsoever. She was an overly confident person who lived her life pretending to be all high and mighty.

It seemed like the rumors were true after all.

“So you’re the computer nerd?” Aria spoke after a while.

Luis swallowed his food. “I’m sorry?”

“You like playing games, don’t you?”

He grew a big smile. “Yes, I do. Do you play-

“Do you still got time left for your schoolwork?”

“Yes, I do. Thanks for your concerns.” Luis spoke sarcastically as the previous smile had vanished from his lips. So now she wanted to involve herself in his education as well?

“No problem. That’s what I’m here for.” Aria spoke, failing to hear the sarcasm. “My family and I are here to fix the mess your dad left you in.” She shrugged. “Fabio Garcia, isn’t it?”

That name….

his name slide so

did my heart. I felt the hair rise on the back of my neck as shivers went through my body, but I

to the table and stared straight ahead as Aria, who didn’t know the impact

Fabio Garcia.

mentioned his name in

man who tried to take my life. The man who destroyed all of our lives.

not even Luis, Nie,

how could this random woman walk into our home and

fork to my brother. “I suppose you’re also part of

did not give her an answer as he was still trying to catch his breath. He was close to having a panic attack, and she didn’t even

your spare time?” I smiled through my frustrations. Perhaps a change of subject would do us good.

to talk about herself. “I enjoy making money–and I love going to shooting ranges, staying fit-going

the market, and when I see the numbers

she’s something else.

about going to the movies or

mid- sentence.

up from his seat and pushed back the chair. I knew what he was thinking, and

just like our father.

entertain your brother when you can show

his words.

his head. As if growing up with our father wasn’t traumatic enough, she just had to throw

a

be excused?” He struggled to finish

felt the need to get permission to leave the table. That was the kind of person he

lips together. “But you only

That was it.

not be

would continue to do so