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.

broken windows, and poorly

an area where many acquaintances recruited the younger boys trying to make

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

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

was announced by the sound of

turned to

asked while the one beside her had lowered

her strands of jet-black hair behind her ears. “I-I mean, a-are

must’ve been the

friendly tone. “Pick up for Vincenzo Garcia-”

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

seemed identical, figuring they must’ve been sisters.

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

others claimed that despite being a carbon copy of

things about me and wished for an

a proud smile on my lips and straightened my suit. “Well, yes, I’ve

display, smirking. “In that case.” She raised the dessert. “You

but he’s got some nerve sending his people over to pick up some pastries!” The cake was still pressed against my face until the other

as I froze in

good of the family!” I got a finger pointed in my face. Well, from what I could see-because

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

was indeed a

one of

this uncle’s

the hell was going

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

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

sorry!” Paloma bowed her head, ashamed. “Please tell Vincenzo Garcia that it won’t happen

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

your people, and fuck

mouth before she stormed off to the back. I’m