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.

the woman’s bra, stuffing it with the money. It was time for her to get out of my

lips. “I’m not a prostitute!” She raised her voice to a high-pitched tone but ended up stuffing the

her remaining clothes. “You can just

offer, but you don’t

brought you here, and I’ll make sure you’re

that’s so nice

Nice?

remembered my name while I could not even remember her face. Nothing nice

least a bit presentable, I waited until the woman had left and rushed to the bathroom to

visit to talk about the

both of our families came as a shock to all

knowing

it would help us gain respect, but he was so far up the Morales’ asses that he couldn’t

were all

who could not wait to step down, didn’t give a shit and had even missed Aria’s party. The reason? He was already packing

how nice it would’ve been to be my brother right now. I wasn’t even the oldest, so I

Aria’s name on my phone screen. She had been blowing up my phone with texts,

Aria:

Five days

Vince:

Looking forward.

professional and dry,

did have to marry her, I would divorce her after restoring the

really be an option after

could I even do that if we were to

aware of the power she possessed and used it

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

would only stop by once in a while to check if the strings

gaming device in his hands as usual. At times I missed the old days when he would call

him. “What are you up to?”

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

“Just someone.”

you even

smirked, raising my brow. I could’ve just lied to him and called out a random name, but

hint of sarcasm in his tone. “You’re setting such a good example!”

floor and hide from my brother’s humiliation, I would’ve done it.

his hands behind his

you can also hire a

the

of the Garcia men-anything was possible, but that was not how I wanted to run my business. It only brought back dark memories of my late father, who abused his power

broke down her personality. “A well-behaved and

housewife, and women like that weren’t even my type. I was

hair. “That thing she did at dinner? I’m

said. “I’m not a kid