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 contrasted

the younger boys trying to make a living, but I was

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

they did their jobs-and

by the sound of a

turned to me.

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

on her cheeks, pushing her strands of jet-black hair behind her ears. “I-I mean, a-are

must’ve been the suit.

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

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

who almost seemed identical, figuring they must’ve been

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

others claimed that despite being a carbon copy of that man-I was nothing

most likely heard great things about me

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

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

sending his people over to pick up some pastries!” The cake was still pressed against my face until the other

out as I froze in

of the family!” I got a finger pointed in my

neighborhood. It brings the people joy!” I got attacked for some reason. “When our dad went into business with you, you devils who have been leeching and threatening all of us—he thought

was indeed a family

this one of Garcia’s

this uncle’s doing?

the hell was

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

a man’s daughters?” Livial shrugged herself out of her

sorry!” Paloma bowed her head, ashamed. “Please tell Vincenzo Garcia that it won’t

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

people, and fuck Vincenzo

stormed off to the back.