His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 367

Aria

Just two more days.

Forty-eight hours and I would officially become a married woman-a wife.

After my talk with Vince, all hope had returned, and I was still prepared to fight for his heart. According to him, I was not that bad, and I didn’t see that as a rejection.

I could only see it as a sign to change into the loving wife he wanted me to be.

“Quit dreaming.” Angelo pushed my shoulder.

“I wasn’t, I spoke, looking out the car window.

Angelo Marino had been following me around for hours, telling me what to do and what not to do, how to look and How not to look. Angelo was loud, talkative, curious, and anything but shy.

I couldn’t even take a shit without him guarding the door.

After persuading mom to at least let me take part in one activity, she agreed to let me do the cake testing. Despite the short timeline, mom had found someone who was up for the challenge and could create her dream wedding cake in days.

She was in charge of everything, including flying over my awful cousins and her friends’ daughters to be my bridesmaids.

“Thanks for joining me.” I ended up thanking Angelo. He was a bit annoying, but still-he didn’t have to be here. “I know it’s not that exciting, but..”

Angelo pulled a shocked expression. “Not exciting? Are you kidding me? I love cake!”

“You do?”

“I do.” He nodded. “I’m not here because of you-I’m here for the cake.”

I thought his words were a joke, but once we had started the tasting, I wasn’t that sure anymore. While I stuffed my mouth with small and innocent bites, Angelo stuffed his face with different cakes.

“Hmm, these people aren’t joking around with their recipes.” He burped loudly, making me bury my head in embarrassment.

Angelo frowned. “What?” He asked. “Have you never heard anyone burp before?”

I shot up my head. “Are you challenging me?”

“What if I am?”

Aria Morales was not the one to turn down a challenge. For a second, I forgot everything mom and dad taught me and released a loud burp.

Shocked by my actions, I covered my mouth and quickly looked around to ensure no one noticed. The room was filled with the sound of Angelo’s loud laughter.

“What was that?” He cackled. “Oscar said you’re supposedly this perfect, well-behaved lady.”

“I still am!”

I bet the expression on my face looked uncomfortable, but the feeling was otherwise. It was not that easy for me to be myself around people, let alone burp-but with Angelo, it just felt different.

a fool-so I didn’t care how he’d see me. I didn’t have to pretend around him.

to just

you say so.” Angelo picked up his spoon and scooped a big piece of cake. “You should

to taste the cake, trying to

lip and

stupidity and covered my face, embarrassed. “I knew that. I was just kidding.” I spoke. “Anyway, which one’s your favorite?”

“The last one.”

I said, just wanting to get it over with. I’ll

point of doing all this when I wasn’t even here with

how grateful I was for Angelo’s presence-he wasn’t

caught Angelo’s attention because he had

He asked as I automatically reached for a napkin to clean his dirty mouth. “You’ve got

mouth. The Marinos disliked the Garcias, but somehow I wanted to believe

Why Vince?

Just because.

told

would fight for his heart

side of

know what that means?” He raised his brow.

answer, but I could not find the

Love?

does it mean?

hadn’t thought about, and I could not explain it. All I knew was that I wanted Vince in my life, and

are you going

his lips and

living on Garcia territory, don’t worry.” I laughed nervously. “It’ll

mansion, so we wouldn’t be outnumbered. It served as another way for him to control our marriage, and although I disagreed, I was okay with

here with you?” Angelo

childish, or pushy, I was afraid of rejection and didn’t ask him to join me. He would’ve made up an

I snarled at Angelo, who

entering the house, crying-then, yes.” He raised his voice a little. “I’m

eyes, didn’t say a word. He shut his mouth, gave me a water bottle, wiped my tears,

wiped my tears, but only because he didn’t get the

favor.” Angelo gave me a lot to think about.

right. I was doing him a favor, but he was the one with all the complaints. Forcing him to marry me was wrong-but all the other stuff?

resting his hand in my

in this relationship. He needs you. You pull the strings-so don’t let him

handsome, charming, and honest—but I could also tell he was a natural-born leader who wanted everything to go

sources, he was too soft. He didn’t do anything for

beautiful women, and even after hearing all of

can fix

just rumors.”

with a

had he actually done for

really love, or was

want to

be more confident.” Angelo grabbed a piece of cake and pushed it in my face, leaving me

would do something

hair is ruined!” I complained, getting up from my chair. It was an excellent excuse to walk away from

need to clean this-and do not

It suits you.” Angelo spoke in the car. We were on our way back home.