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.

windows, and poorly built houses contrasted

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

Garcia had planted in my head that they were not

Morales 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 we

bakery, my arrival was announced by the sound of a bell. Immediately the two faces

the counter turned to

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

strands of jet-black hair behind her

been

I spoke in a friendly tone. “Pick

her light-brown eyes was

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

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

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

one had most likely heard great things about me and wished

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

The woman grabbed a cake from the display, smirking. “In that case.”

he’s got some nerve sending his people over to pick up some pastries!” The

cried out as I froze in my spot.

of the family!” I got a finger pointed in my face. Well, from what I could see-because my eyes were covered

some reason. “When our dad went into business with you, you devils who have been leeching and threatening all of us—he thought

So this was indeed a family

one of Garcia’s side businesses?

uncle’s

hell was going

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

threaten to kill a man’s

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

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

your people, and

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