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….

let his name

back of my neck as shivers went through my body,

and watched as the color slowly drained from his face. He dropped the gaming device to the table and stared straight ahead as

Fabio Garcia.

mentioned his name in this house.

The

topic not even Luis, Nie, and

could this random woman walk into our

or gold tomorrow!” Aria pointed her fork to my brother. “I suppose you’re

close to having a panic attack, and she didn’t even notice. All she

like to do in your spare time?” I smiled through my frustrations. Perhaps a change of

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

to bring our product to the market, and when I see the

she’s something else.

going to the movies or something like-

and watch him blow people’s brains out. She cut me off mid- sentence. “Why should I waste my time going to

seat and pushed back the chair. I

just like our father.

entertain your brother when you can show him the

were his words.

but Luis trembled, shaking his head. As if growing up with our father wasn’t traumatic enough,

a breath. “Luis-”

I please be excused?” He struggled to

good kid that he still felt the need to get permission to leave the table. That

her lips together. “But you only took a few bites—”

That was it.

It was not and would not be her place to raise my brother. I had

continue to do so in