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

an area where many acquaintances recruited the younger boys trying to make a living, but I was heavily against it.

for their education, but because the late Fabio Garcia had planted in my head that they were not

where they got people from, as long as they did their jobs-and that was something

bakery, my arrival was announced by the sound of a

counter turned to

of the women asked while the one beside her had lowered her head. Work

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

been

a friendly tone. “Pick up for Vincenzo Garcia-”

The stare in her light-brown eyes was anything but friendly, but

they must’ve been sisters. One was friendly and welcoming, and the other

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

wasn’t unknown around here. Some made me out to be a monster; others claimed that despite being a carbon copy

things about me and wished

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

display, smirking. “In that case.” She raised the dessert. “You can tell him to

got some nerve sending his people over to pick

cried out as I froze in

for the good of the family!” I got a finger pointed

business with you, you devils who have been leeching and threatening

was

one of Garcia’s side businesses?

uncle’s

was going on

her waist, trying to stop her from talking-but she wouldn’t stop,

threaten to kill a man’s daughters?” Livial shrugged

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

was. I was scared to imagine what would’ve happened had she learned it was the real deal standing in front of her-the one and only

people,

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