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

younger boys trying to make a living, but I

the late Fabio Garcia had planted in

they got people from, as long as they did their jobs-and that was

my arrival was announced by the sound of

the counter turned to

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

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

must’ve been

a friendly tone. “Pick

The stare in her light-brown

looking back and forth between the two women who almost seemed identical, figuring they

the attitude asked, placing her hand on her

to be a monster; others claimed that despite being a

things about me and

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

“In that case.” She raised

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

don’t!” She cried out as I

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

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

this was

of

this uncle’s doing?

hell was

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

threaten to kill a man’s

Paloma bowed her head, ashamed. “Please tell

my brow, remembering they did not know who I was. I was scared to imagine what would’ve happened had she learned it

people, and fuck

before she stormed off to the back. I’m glad she did because I was not