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 built houses contrasted

boys trying to make a living, but I was heavily against

their education, but because the late Fabio Garcia had planted in my head that they were not trustworthy, immature, and easily persuaded

values and didn’t care where they got people from, as long as they did

by the sound of a

counter turned

beside her had lowered her head. Work was a terrible thing,

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

been the suit.

friendly tone.

her light-brown eyes was anything but friendly, but her beauty left me

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

one with the attitude asked, placing her hand on her

name wasn’t unknown around here. Some made me out to be a monster; others claimed that despite

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

my suit. “Well, yes, I’ve heard

display, smirking. “In that case.” She raised the dessert.

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

cried out as I froze in my spot.

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

this neighborhood. It brings the people joy!” I got attacked for some reason. “When our dad went into business with you, you

dad? So this was

this one of Garcia’s

this uncle’s doing?

was going on

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

to kill a man’s daughters?”

her head, ashamed. “Please tell Vincenzo Garcia

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

people, and fuck Vincenzo

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