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

younger boys trying to make a living, but I

I cared so much for their education, but because the late Fabio Garcia had planted in

values and 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

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

turned

had lowered her head.

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

must’ve been the

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

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

one with the attitude asked, placing her

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

had most likely heard great things about me and wished for an

my suit. “Well, yes,

case.” She

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

don’t!” She cried out as I

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

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 you would help him and not leave him with a debt

was

one of Garcia’s side businesses?

uncle’s doing?

the hell was going on

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

don’t have-but to threaten to kill a man’s daughters?” Livial shrugged herself out of her

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

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

fuck your people,

the last words to leave Livia’s mouth before she stormed off to the back. I’m glad she did because I was not