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.

poorly built houses contrasted with

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

I cared so much for their education, but because the late Fabio Garcia had planted in my head that they were not trustworthy, immature, and easily persuaded by the

they did their jobs-and that was

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

the counter turned

while the one beside her had lowered her head. Work was

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

been

am,” I spoke in a friendly

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

seemed identical, figuring they must’ve been sisters. One was friendly and welcoming, and the other fearless and intimidating.

one with the attitude asked, placing her hand on her

made me out to be a monster; others claimed that despite

most likely heard great things about me and

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

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

to realize what was going on, the cake got pushed in my face. “No, but he’s got some nerve sending his people over to

as I froze

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

people joy!” I got attacked for some reason. “When our dad went into business with you, you devils who have been leeching and threatening

dad? So this was indeed a family issue.

this one of

this uncle’s

the hell was going on

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 to-because

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

I’m so so sorry!” Paloma bowed her head, ashamed. “Please tell Vincenzo

they did not know who I was. I was scared to imagine what would’ve happened had she learned it was the real

you, fuck your people, and fuck Vincenzo

she stormed off to the back.