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

Garcia had planted in my head that

and didn’t care where they got people from, as long as they did

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

the counter turned to

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

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

been the suit.

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

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

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

with the

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

heard great things about me and wished for an

on my lips and straightened my suit. “Well, yes,

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

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 the other woman pulled away her

as I

for the good of the family!” I got a finger pointed in my face. Well, from what

with you,

this was indeed a family

of Garcia’s side businesses?

uncle’s

hell was going on here?

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

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

bowed her head, ashamed.

what would’ve happened had she

your people, and fuck Vincenzo

stormed off to the back. I’m glad she did because I was not in