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.

the walls, broken windows, and poorly built houses contrasted

an area where many acquaintances recruited the younger boys trying to make a living,

their education, but because the late Fabio Garcia had planted in my head that

didn’t care where they got people from, as long as they did their jobs-and that was something I could already tell we were going to butt

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

counter turned

One of the women asked while the one beside her had lowered her head.

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

been the suit.

I am,” I spoke in a friendly

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

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

The one with the attitude asked, placing her hand on her

here. Some made me out to be a monster; others claimed that despite being a carbon copy of that man-I was

great things about

straightened my suit. “Well, yes,

case.” She raised the dessert.

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

as I froze in my

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

went into business with you, you devils who have

So this was indeed a family

this one of

this uncle’s

hell was going on here?

stop her from talking-but she wouldn’t stop, and maybe

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

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

I was. I was scared to imagine what would’ve happened had she learned it was the real deal standing in front

people, and fuck

before she stormed off to the back. I’m glad