His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 361

Vincenzo

I felt like jumping from a bridge. No, I was not exaggerating.

Two days had passed since that hideous birthday party, and there were only five more days left until I would be a married man.

Aria Morales had humiliated me, manipulated me, and would stop at the cost of nothing to get what she wanted.

Several hours before the party, I had texted Beau for his assistance. I gave him straightforward instructions to somehow manipulate the engagement, and he couldn’t do it.

Whatever he had done had backfired entirely and made the situation even worse.

I tensed at the feeling of a soft touch stroking up and down my arm. “You’re finally awake.” A female voice spoke. “What’s on your mind, babe?”

Babe?

Completely baffled, I turned to the half-naked brunette beside me as yesterday’s events slowly returned to my brains.

I didn’t know her name, couldn’t recognize or remember her. I just knew she was there when I was at my most vulnerable.

Just as the one before her and the one before that and so on.

“Looks like it, babe.” I narrowed my eyes, trying to imagine my married life-but I couldn’t. As charming as others made me, I was just not a passionate lover and could not see myself in a long-term relationship.

This one is worse than Isobel.”

All I have to say is I’ll keep you in my prayers.”

Those were Beau’s words after he had sabotaged my perfect plan to end the engagement. His ex-fiancee, Isobel Sala, wasn’t a saint in anyone’s books, so that statement only added to my worries.

Christian claimed Aria was a polite girl with a good heart, but he wasn’t exactly a saint either. One might say the old Christian was the male version of the current Aria.

Besides, he had only said those words because Beau refused to tell him how she dared disrespect Serena.

I admit, Christian would’ve probably started a war with the Morales and the Garcias, but I didn’t care.

She should’ve never brought up Serena, and I would never forgive her for that.

I would rather cat shit than show any kind of affection to Aria and especially not after she brought up Serena’s past. The one thing she’s most insecure about.

“Just tell me what’s on your mind, babe?” The brunette leaned her elbows on my chest to face me, allowing me to smell the strong scent of liquor that left her breath.

I cringed at the word, babe-and slightly pushed her off to grab my wallet from my nightstand. “So.” I

sighed, opening the brown billfold as I pulled out several 100-dollar bills.

it with the money. It was time for her to get

not a prostitute!” She raised her voice to a high-pitched tone but ended up stuffing the bills

“You can just tell my driver

but you don’t have to-”

you here, and I’ll make sure you’re getting home

that’s so

Nice?

my name while I could not even remember

a bit presentable, I waited until the woman had left and rushed to the bathroom to take a shower.

visit to talk about the

and his plans to unite both of our families came as

ease, knowing they would

According to him, I should be grateful as it would help us gain respect, but he was so far up the Morales’ asses that he couldn’t see the issue.

were all

down, didn’t give a shit and had even missed Aria’s party. The reason? He

I wasn’t even the

blowing up my phone

Aria:

Five days

Vince:

Looking forward.

reply was professional and dry,

myself if I did have to marry her, I would divorce her after

really be an option after

do that if we were to combine our families? I was

power she possessed and used it to her advantage. She

things, I cleaned the house, specifically the first floor, making sure not to leave any dust behind.

get any further than the living room, so there was no reason to. He would only stop by once in a while to check if the strings of

as usual. At times I missed the old days when he would call out my name

“What are you up to?”

who left the house a while back?” Luis asked,

“Just someone.”

do you even

called out a random name, but Luis and I weren’t like that. We had always been honest

in his tone. “You’re setting such a

floor and hide from my brother’s humiliation, I would’ve done it. “Can’t argue with that.” I opened

room with his hands behind his back and an

know, you can also hire a

the fun in that?”

father, who abused his power in any way he could. If his personality was some kind of curse in the family, all I could hope for was for it to pass my brothers and me.

to clean the house.” Luis broke down her personality. “A well-behaved and toxic idea of a perfect housewife-just as she was taught in the Morales’ factory,”

did seem like the toxic idea of a perfect housewife, and women like that weren’t even my type. I was into regular women whose father was not controlling them-someone with an easy

hand through his hair. “That thing

Luis said. “I’m