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 my perfectly white suit.

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

because the late Fabio Garcia had planted in my head that they were not trustworthy, immature, and easily persuaded by the authorities.

where they got people from, as long as they did

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

counter turned

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

cheeks, pushing her strands of

must’ve been

friendly tone. “Pick up

me. The stare in her light-brown eyes was anything

the two women who almost seemed identical, figuring they must’ve been sisters.

Vincenzo Garcia?” The one with the

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

great things about me and wished for an introduction.

on my lips and straightened my

case.” She raised the dessert. “You can tell him to

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 pick up some pastries!” The cake was still pressed against my face until the other woman pulled

She cried out as I froze in

a finger pointed in my face. Well, from what

reason. “When our dad went into business with you, you devils who have been leeching and threatening all of us—he thought you would help him and not leave

dad? So this was indeed a family issue.

one of Garcia’s side businesses?

this uncle’s

the hell was going

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

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

her head, ashamed. “Please

was scared to imagine what would’ve happened had she learned

your people, and fuck

the back. I’m glad she