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 houses contrasted with my perfectly white

acquaintances recruited the younger boys trying to make a living, but

Garcia had planted in my head that they were not trustworthy, immature,

and didn’t care where they got people from, as long as they did their jobs-and that was something I could already tell we

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

the counter turned to me.

women asked while the one beside her had lowered her head. Work was a terrible thing, to who would

pushing her strands of jet-black hair behind her ears. “I-I mean, a-are you in the right

must’ve been

friendly tone. “Pick up for

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

they must’ve been sisters. One was friendly and

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

made me out to be a monster; others claimed that despite being a carbon copy of

most likely heard great things

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

woman grabbed a cake from the display, smirking. “In that case.”

was going on, the cake got pushed in my face. “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

out as I froze in my spot.

it, Paloma!” 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

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

So this was indeed a family issue.

one of Garcia’s

uncle’s

was going

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

kill a man’s daughters?” Livial shrugged herself out

head, ashamed. “Please tell Vincenzo Garcia that it won’t happen

know who I was. I was scared to imagine what would’ve happened had she learned it was the real deal

your people, and fuck Vincenzo Garcia!”

were the last words to leave Livia’s mouth before she stormed off to the back. I’m glad she did because I was