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.

windows, and poorly built

where many acquaintances recruited the younger boys trying to make

planted in my head that they were not trustworthy, immature, and easily persuaded by the

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

the bakery, my arrival was announced by the sound of a bell. Immediately

the counter turned to me.

the one beside her had lowered her head. Work was a terrible thing,

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

must’ve been

spoke in a friendly tone. “Pick up for

me. The stare in her light-brown eyes was anything but friendly, but her beauty left me

looking back and forth between the two women who almost seemed identical, figuring they must’ve been sisters. One was friendly and welcoming, and the other fearless and

one with the attitude asked, placing her hand on her

around here. Some made me out to be a monster; others claimed that despite being a carbon copy

heard great things about me and wished for an

a proud smile on my lips and straightened my suit. “Well, yes, I’ve heard of him.” I played along.

smirking. “In that case.”

“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

out of it, Paloma!” She sneered. “I’m doing this for the good of the family!” I got a finger

joy!” I got attacked for some reason. “When our dad went into business with you, you devils who have been leeching and threatening all of us—he thought you would help him and not leave him with a debt he can’t pay!”

dad? So this was

this one of

uncle’s

was

enough!” Paloma grabbed her sister by her waist, trying to stop her from talking-but she wouldn’t stop, and maybe I didn’t want her

money we don’t have-but to threaten to kill a man’s

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

to imagine what would’ve happened had she learned it was the real deal

your people,

to leave Livia’s mouth before she stormed off to the back. I’m glad