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.

thick graffiti on the walls, broken windows, and poorly built houses

younger boys trying to make a living, but I was heavily against

much for their education, but because the late Fabio Garcia had planted in my head that they were

they did their jobs-and that was something I

I entered the bakery, my arrival was announced by the sound of

counter turned

one beside her had lowered her head. Work was a terrible thing, to who would blame her?

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

been the suit.

friendly tone. “Pick up

her light-brown eyes was

women who almost seemed identical, figuring they must’ve been sisters. One was friendly and welcoming, and

Vincenzo Garcia?” The one with the attitude asked, placing

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

heard great things

on my lips and straightened my suit. “Well,

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

got pushed in my face. “No, but he’s got some nerve sending his people over to pick up some pastries!” The cake

cried out as I froze in

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

joy!” I got attacked for some reason. “When our dad went into business with you,

So this was indeed a family issue.

one of Garcia’s side businesses?

uncle’s doing?

was going on here?

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

threaten to kill a man’s daughters?” Livial shrugged herself out of her sister’s grip.

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

brow, remembering they did not know who I 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

fuck your people, and

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