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.

walls, broken windows, and poorly built houses contrasted with my perfectly white suit.

an area where many acquaintances recruited the younger boys trying to make a

Garcia had planted in

shared different values and didn’t care where they got people from, as long as they did their jobs-and that was something I could already tell

bakery, my arrival was announced by the sound of a

the counter turned to

women asked while the one beside her had lowered her

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

must’ve been the suit.

friendly tone. “Pick up for Vincenzo

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

who almost seemed identical, figuring they must’ve been

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

unknown around here. Some made me out to be a monster; others claimed that despite being a carbon copy of that man-I was

most likely heard great things about me and

a proud smile on my lips and straightened my suit. “Well, yes, I’ve heard

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

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

don’t!” She cried out as I

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

went into business with you, you devils who have been leeching and threatening all of us—he thought you would help

this was indeed a family issue.

one of Garcia’s side

uncle’s doing?

the hell was going on here?

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

a man’s daughters?” Livial shrugged herself out of

so sorry!” Paloma bowed her head, ashamed. “Please tell Vincenzo Garcia that it won’t happen again.”

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 one and

fuck your people, and

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