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.

My hand moved to the insides of the woman’s bra, stuffing it with the money. It was time for her to get

woman scoffed, pursing her lips. “I’m not a prostitute!” She raised her voice to

as the woman put on her remaining clothes. “You can just tell my driver to take you back home,” I instructed her, receiving a grateful and

offer, but you don’t have

you here,

so

Nice?

I could not even remember her face. Nothing

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

would visit to talk about the

his plans to unite both of our families came as a shock to all the

men were quite at ease, knowing they would not suffer under

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

all puppets.

shit and had even missed Aria’s party. The

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

Aria’s name on my phone screen. She had been blowing up my phone with texts, asking me to meet up-and I kept making

Aria:

Five days

Vince:

Looking forward.

was professional and dry, just like our

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

an option after

we were to combine our

aware of the power she possessed and used it to her

cleaned the house, specifically the first floor, making sure not to leave

Bruno would not 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

his gaming device in his hands as usual. At times I missed the old days

I greeted him. “What are you up to?”

house a

“Just someone.”

do you even

smirked, raising my brow. I could’ve just lied to him and called out a random name, but Luis and I weren’t

clapped with a hint of sarcasm in his tone. “You’re setting such a good

could curl up on the floor and hide from my brother’s humiliation, I would’ve done it.

with his hands behind his back

you can also hire

the fun

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 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

“A well-behaved and toxic idea of a perfect housewife-just as she was taught

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 lifestyle, a sense of humor, and perhaps a

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

Luis said. “I’m not a