His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 366

Vincenzo

“Great, now I have to look for a tutor,” I mumbled, dragging my feet to Luis’ room.

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I found myself in front of a closed door. “Luis, we need to talk!” I knocked but got no answer in return.

“Lu-

“Don’t.” My brother yelled back. “I know what you’re going to say, and I don’t want to hear it. I don’t want to hear your apology.”

Where was Nic when you needed him? The same prick who had been so busy saying goodbye to friends was the only one who could handle Luis’ problematic behavior.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have yelled at you. Just tell me how I can fix it. “I tried getting ari’answer. “Come on. let’s talk about it!”

“I don’t want to talk because you don’t know how to talk-you only know how to yell,” Luis called back. “You can come and talk to me when I feel like talking to you.”

Although I wasn’t the only one at fault, I felt terrible for what I had done and wanted to put it behind us so we could find a solution.m

Luis changed a lot, and I wondered when I began losing control over him. Was it because I was not strict enough? Because I kept myself busy with women and parties instead of my brother?

“I’ll make it up to you.” I sighed. “I promise.”

“Good!” Luis snarled. “You can start by not camping in front of my door!” He said. “And get me something to cat…maybe?”

To end our feud, I called every bakery in the area, hoping to find Luis’ favorite pastry.

As expected, they were all sold out in all but one bakery, and I placed an order to pick them up straight

away.

Not even ten minutes later-I walked the streets of the rundown neighborhood. The city had always been noticeably divided, and it felt awful.

the walls, broken windows, and poorly built houses

younger boys trying to make

because the late Fabio Garcia had planted in my head that they were not trustworthy, immature, and easily persuaded by the authorities.

people from, as long as they did their jobs-and that was something I could already tell we were going to butt

my arrival was announced by the sound of a bell.

the counter turned to

I help you?” One of the women asked while the one beside her had lowered her head. Work was a terrible thing, to

strands of jet-black

been the suit.

I spoke in a friendly tone. “Pick

woman looked up, glaring at me. The stare in her light-brown eyes was

who almost seemed identical, figuring they must’ve been sisters. One was friendly and welcoming, and

Vincenzo Garcia?” The one with the attitude asked, placing her hand on her hip.

to be a monster; others claimed that despite being a carbon copy of that man-I was nothing like my late father.

most likely heard great things about me and wished for an

grew a proud smile on my lips and straightened my suit. “Well, yes,

“In that case.” She raised the

some nerve sending his people over to pick up some pastries!” The cake was still pressed against my face until the other woman pulled away her

as I froze in

I got a finger pointed in my face. Well, from what I could see-because

is the heart of our family and this neighborhood. It brings the people joy!” I got attacked for some reason. “When our dad went into business with you, you devils who have been leeching

dad? So this was indeed

this one of

uncle’s doing?

was going on

her from talking-but she wouldn’t stop, and maybe I didn’t want her to-because

we don’t have-but to threaten to kill a man’s daughters?”

so sorry!” Paloma bowed her head, ashamed. “Please tell Vincenzo Garcia

remembering they did not know who I was. I was scared to imagine what would’ve happened had she learned it was the real

your people,

off to the back. I’m glad she did because I was not in the mood for