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 with my

acquaintances recruited the younger boys trying to make a

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

care where they got people from, as long as they did their jobs-and that was something I

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

turned to me.

you?” One of the women asked while the one beside her had

of jet-black hair behind her ears. “I-I mean,

must’ve been the suit.

a friendly tone. “Pick up for

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

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

you know Vincenzo Garcia?” The one with the attitude asked, placing her

to be a monster; others claimed that despite being a carbon copy of that man-I

great things

my suit. “Well, yes, I’ve

the display, smirking. “In that case.” She raised the dessert. “You can tell him to kiss

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

She cried out as

I got a finger pointed in my face. Well, from what I

joy!” I got attacked for some reason. “When our dad went into business with

this was indeed a family issue.

one of Garcia’s

uncle’s doing?

was going on

grabbed her sister by her waist, trying to stop her from talking-but she wouldn’t stop, and maybe I didn’t

have-but to threaten to kill a man’s daughters?” Livial shrugged herself

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

what would’ve happened had she learned it was the real deal standing in front of her-the one and only

fuck your people, and

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