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.

graffiti on the walls, broken windows, and poorly built houses contrasted

recruited the 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 my head

long as they did their jobs-and that was something I could already tell we were going to butt

my arrival was announced by the sound

counter turned to

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

as the woman grew a blush on her cheeks, pushing her strands of jet-black hair behind her ears. “I-I mean,

must’ve been the suit.

in a friendly tone. “Pick

glaring at me. The stare in her

seemed identical, figuring they must’ve been sisters. One was friendly and welcoming, and the other fearless and

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

made me out to be a monster; others claimed that despite being a carbon copy of that man-I was nothing like

had most likely heard great things about

proud smile 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. “You can tell him

nerve sending his people over to pick

out as

for the good of the family!” I got a finger pointed in my face. Well, from what I could

is the heart of our family and this neighborhood. It brings the people joy!” I got attacked for some reason. “When our dad went into business with

dad? So this was indeed a family issue.

this one of Garcia’s side businesses?

uncle’s doing?

the hell was going on here?

waist, trying to stop her from

to threaten to kill a man’s daughters?” Livial shrugged herself out of her sister’s grip. “How

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

to imagine what would’ve happened had she learned

fuck your people, and fuck Vincenzo Garcia!”

to the back. I’m glad she did because