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.

and poorly built houses contrasted with my perfectly white

where many acquaintances recruited the younger 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

as they did their jobs-and

by the sound

counter turned

the one beside her had lowered her head. Work was a terrible

of jet-black hair behind her ears.

must’ve been the suit.

a friendly tone. “Pick up

in her

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

one with the attitude asked, placing her hand on her hip.

here. Some made me out to be a monster; others claimed that despite being a

great things about me and wished for an introduction.

a proud smile on my lips and straightened my

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

the chance to realize what was 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 my face until the other woman pulled

don’t!” She cried out as I froze in

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

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?

trying to stop her from talking-but she

demand the money we don’t have-but to threaten to kill a

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

did not know who I was. I was scared to imagine what would’ve happened had she learned it was the real deal standing in front of her-the

your people, and

the back. I’m glad she did because I was not in