His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 363

Aria

When I expressed my feelings of wanting to get married, I had not expected to sit back and watch without being allowed to do a single thing.

I trusted mom, always have-but watching her plan my dream wedding, choose my dream dress, and so much more while I could only sit back and watch tiring-

Not wanting to waste my day, I focused on the business which would soon be mine. Today was collector day.

A day where we would go through some of the small local businesses we had funded to collect our money.

We hadn’t been in the city for long, but we had been investing in some businesses for quite some time.

“And that is why you don’t send out men to take care of your issues.” Dad ranted as we were walking to our first target. “Seeing the big boss in person scares them, and that’s what we want. We don’t even want them to think about screwing us over.”

I typed all of his words on my phone. “Yes, daddy.”

If there were one thing I was serious about, it would be the fortune and the well-being of our family. I wasn’t even ashamed to admit that not being the center of attention in this city was a blow to my ego.

Still, Christian was someone I respected, and | appreciated his way of working. There could only be one winner, and as long as it was him- I had no issues with it.

“So I just ask for the money?” I asked. Dad twitched his nose, shaking his head. “No, absolutely not.”

“Then what?”

“You stand back with your arms folded while the guys take care of it-and only if they refuse to pay, it’s time to take your stage.

“Got it.”

Dad patted my head. “Make sure you do because a few days from now, all of this will be yours.”

Taking over the Morales’ sooner than expected was not what I had in mind as I had planned on spending some time as Vince’s wife-but the Garcias could do with some cleaning, so maybe it was a good thing.

From what I’d heard-their business was an unorganized mess. Commoners walked over them, didn’t pay their debts, and raised their voices at them. They were too soft.

Leading the family could also serve as a way for Vince to respect me. Despite everything, I had not forgotten about Beau’s words, and the thought of Vince disliking me had not left my mind.

Even then, I was still in love with him, and I still believed he would make a great husband.

Deep down, I knew he didn’t mean anything he said. Pince wasn’t like that.

“Pay attention!” Dad whispered, waking me from my thoughts.

“I’m here to pick up a special delivery!” One of the four men we were with announced as we entered a

small bakery. Flustered, I looked back only to see dad had stayed behind.

the empty bakery and stood at the back as the Morales’ men stepped

smile on his lips, and I grabbed my notebook to search for his information.

Corio, 56, married with three daughters. Took a loan of 500k,

is-“Joe brushed his hand through his thin brown hair, his

read out loud, frowning. “You don’t have it?”

face. “Stay out of it, little girl.” He snarled. “Men

I was prepared for this and knew I had to earn my respect. People saw me as young and inexperienced, and I

you have a wife and two daughters.” I squinted, reading through the notes. “Livia,

wait!” Joe stuttered, losing his balance. This man had ten daughters and didn’t even let

finish.

Morales.” I closed my notebook with a thin smile. I’m

you want to pay by cash, or should I find another

counter to grab an envelope before pushing

was in there. “See, why couldn’t you just give me it the first time?”

am I supposed to pay my taxes? My oldest daughter’s husband passed away. We need the

a chance to explain himself as it would only be a waste of time. What did his problems have to do with our business? “As long as you

quiet for a few seconds

let’s not waste each other time, and please just give me the money the next time.” I shrugged off his apology, not having the energy to stare at this pathetic man for much longer.

we’ll be merging with the Garcias so you might see

mean for us?” Joe asked.

raising your voice at me-I’ll send my husband, Vincenzo Garcia, to collect the cash. I made sure to mention the last name the

his body. That name strongly affected many people in this city, this neighborhood specifically-so

chuckled.

wide grin and kissed my head. “My daughter.” He overreacted, as always. “Because of this one right here—I know the business

a baby rushing inside the bakery, and my thoughts went back to Vince. Becoming a mother had been one

to the side so I could

with dad while I walked behind the two, and that’s how it

the money had been collected, and everything went well-but I had yet

home. Before dad could answer,

He introduced himself, sitting beside me in

Like I cared

even from the so-called main branch. He was

away from Angelo’s honey eyes and focused on

for you for the time

if this were his way of keeping Vince in

Angelo up and down, giving him a dirty look. One wrong word about Vince, and

worries. “He’ll be a good friend, advisor, and mentor to

my opinion on your fiancé, but I can assure you that I do not share the same views as

of protecting me from future threats-so be it.

the two of us didn’t agree with each other, but

of me and stuck out my hand to the guy who I already could tell

nice to

wedding dress

Vince’s reaction bel

I rested on my bed, waiting for the time to pass. Not having anyone to hang out with was a pity, but at the same time, that wasn’t my fault. These people in this city just weren’t on