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.

thick graffiti on the walls, broken windows, and poorly

where many acquaintances recruited the younger boys trying to make a living, but I was

Fabio Garcia had planted in my head that they were not trustworthy, immature, and easily persuaded by

they did their jobs-and that was something I could already tell

by the sound

counter turned to me.

had lowered her head. Work was a terrible thing, to who would

blush on her cheeks, pushing her strands of jet-black hair behind her

must’ve been

in a friendly

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

they must’ve been sisters. One

the attitude asked, placing her hand on

claimed that despite being a carbon copy of that man-I

likely heard great things about me and wished for an

straightened my suit. “Well, yes, I’ve

case.” She raised the dessert. “You can tell him to kiss this ass.”

“No, but he’s got some nerve sending his people over to pick up some pastries!” The cake was still pressed against my face until

as I froze in my spot.

She sneered. “I’m doing this for the good of the family!” I got a finger pointed in my face. Well, from what I could see-because my eyes

“When our dad went into business with you, you devils who have been leeching and threatening all of us—he

this was indeed a family

one of Garcia’s

uncle’s doing?

hell was

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

to demand the money we don’t have-but to threaten to kill a man’s daughters?” Livial shrugged herself out of her sister’s grip. “How

I’m so so sorry!” Paloma bowed her head, ashamed.

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

fuck your people, and fuck Vincenzo Garcia!”

leave Livia’s mouth before she stormed off to the back. I’m glad she did because I was not in the mood for