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.

care

to just focus on the tasting.”

up his spoon and scooped a big piece of

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

tapped his spoon on my lip and leaned in closer.

stupidity and covered my face, embarrassed. “I knew that. I was just kidding.” I

“The last one.”

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

this when I wasn’t even here with my

Angelo’s presence-he wasn’t supposed to be

must’ve caught Angelo’s attention because he had dropped everything

napkin to clean his dirty mouth. “You’ve got such a nice future ahead. Why Vince?”

my eyes for a second but did not stop wiping his mouth. The Marinos disliked the Garcias, but somehow I wanted to believe Angelo had nothing against

Why Vince?

Just because.

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

and I would fight for his heart

The side of Angelo’s

that means?” He raised

answer, but I could not find the

Love?

it mean?

was a question I hadn’t thought about, and I could not explain it. All I

with him,” I whispered. “Why, are you going to start advising that he isn’t good enough for

a stupid smirk on his lips and shrugged his

being uncomfortable living on Garcia

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

Vince here with you?” Angelo finally dropped the

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

snarled at Angelo,

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

head. That night Vince took me back home. Angelo, who had noticed the tears in my eyes, didn’t say a word. He shut his mouth, gave me a water bottle,

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

a favor.” Angelo gave me a lot to

I was doing him a favor, but he was the one with all the complaints. Forcing him

his hand

needs you. You pull the strings-so don’t

going crazy. Vince was handsome, charming, and honest—but I could also tell

sources, he was too soft. He didn’t do anything for the Garcia business. He didn’t know

women, and even after hearing all of that-I had still defended

can fix him.’

just

good person with a good

he actually

it really love, or was it

even want

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

idiots would do something stupid like

from my chair. It was an excellent

to clean this-and do not follow

spoke in the car. We were