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.

broken windows, and poorly

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

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

values and didn’t care where they got people from, as long as they did their jobs-and that was something

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

turned

beside her had lowered her head. Work

her cheeks, pushing her strands of jet-black hair behind her ears. “I-I

must’ve been

spoke in a friendly tone.

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

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

one with the attitude asked, placing her hand

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

likely heard great things

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

The woman grabbed a cake from the display, smirking. “In that 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

as I froze in my spot.

She sneered. “I’m doing this for the good of the family!” I got a finger pointed in my face. Well, from what I could see-because my eyes were covered with cream.

for some 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 him with a debt he can’t

was indeed a

one of

this uncle’s

the hell was going on here?

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

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

sorry!” Paloma bowed her head, ashamed.

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

people, and fuck

the back. I’m glad she did because I was not in the mood