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

to a high-pitched tone but ended up

can just tell my driver to take you back

appreciate the offer, but you don’t have

you here, and I’ll

that’s so

Nice?

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

presentable, I waited until the woman had left and

would visit to talk about the wedding and

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

Morales men were quite at ease, knowing they would

not to worry. 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

all puppets.

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

how nice it would’ve been to be my brother right now. I wasn’t even the oldest, so I could not understand why this had to

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

Aria:

Five days

Vince:

Looking forward.

professional and dry, just like

her, I would divorce her after restoring the Garcia name-but would

an option after the wedding

do that if we were to combine

of the power she possessed

things, I cleaned the house, specifically

would not get any further than the living room, so there was no reason to. He would only stop by once

times I missed the old days when he would call out

“What

the house a while back?”

“Just someone.”

even know

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

a hint of sarcasm in

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

his hands

also hire

be the

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 pass my brothers

her personality. “A well-behaved and toxic idea of a perfect

Luis joke. Aria 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

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

Luis said. “I’m not a