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.

fool-so I didn’t care how he’d see

think it’s better to just focus on the

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

I opened my mouth to taste the cake, trying to figure out the

his spoon on my lip and

my face, embarrassed. “I knew that. I

“The last one.”

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

of doing all this when I wasn’t even here with my so-called fiancé?

was for Angelo’s presence-he wasn’t supposed

caught Angelo’s attention because he had dropped everything he was doing and turned his

reached for a napkin to clean his dirty

with the question, I closed my eyes for a second but did not stop wiping his mouth. The Marinos disliked the Garcias,

Why Vince?

Just because.

love me. He told me he would never fall for me-but I didn’t

loved him, and I would fight for his heart until he felt the same.

him?” The side of Angelo’s lips curled.

that

to give him an answer,

Love?

does it mean?

about, and I could not explain it. All I knew was that I wanted Vince in

with him,” I whispered. “Why, are you going to start advising that

smirk on his lips and

Garcia territory,

to Vince’s 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

isn’t Vince here with you?” Angelo finally

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

I snarled at Angelo, who was taken aback.

see you entering the house, crying-then, yes.” He raised his voice

Angelo, who had noticed the tears in my eyes, didn’t say a word. He shut his mouth, gave me a water bottle,

wiped my tears, but only because he didn’t get the chance to say everything

doing him a favor.” Angelo gave

I was doing him a favor, but he was the one with

his hand in my hair.

this relationship. He needs you. You

think so?” I asked to make sure I wasn’t going crazy. Vince was handsome, charming, and honest—but I could also tell he was a natural-born leader who wanted everything to

me to sit back and watch how he did absolutely nothing. According to several sources, he was too soft. He didn’t do anything for the Garcia business. He didn’t know

surrounded by the most beautiful women, and even after hearing all of that-I had still defended him.

can fix him.’

are just rumors.”

with a good heart.”

he actually done for

love, or

even want to

more confident.” Angelo grabbed a piece

do something stupid like

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

to clean this-and

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