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.

on the walls, broken windows, and poorly built houses contrasted with my perfectly

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

their education, but because the late Fabio Garcia had planted in my head that they were not trustworthy, immature, and easily persuaded

people from, as long as they did their jobs-and that was something I could already tell

announced by the sound of a bell.

counter turned to me.

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

as the woman grew a blush on her cheeks, pushing her strands of jet-black hair behind her

been the

in a friendly

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

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

one with the

claimed that despite being a carbon copy of that man-I was nothing like my late

things about me and wished

lips and straightened my suit. “Well, yes, I’ve heard of him.” I played along.

the display, smirking. “In that case.”

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

as I froze in my spot.

“I’m doing this for the good of the family!” I got a finger pointed in my face. Well, from

our dad went into business with you, you devils who have been leeching and threatening all of us—he thought you would help

was indeed a family issue.

of Garcia’s side businesses?

uncle’s doing?

the hell was going on

waist, trying to stop her from talking-but she wouldn’t stop, and maybe I didn’t want her to-because I

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

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

I raised my 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

fuck your people, and

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