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.

relevance to me, a fool-so I didn’t care how he’d see me. I didn’t have

to just focus on the

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

to taste the cake, trying to figure out the taste. “Strawberry?”

spoon on my lip and leaned in

“I knew that.

“The last one.”

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

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

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

look on my face must’ve caught Angelo’s attention because he had dropped everything he

as I automatically reached for a napkin to clean his dirty

a second but did not stop wiping his mouth. The Marinos disliked the Garcias, but

Why Vince?

Just because.

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

fight for

him?” The side of Angelo’s

know what that means?”

him an answer, but I could not find the

Love?

it

could not explain it. All I knew was that I wanted Vince in my

be with him,” I whispered. “Why, are you going to

a stupid smirk on his

uncomfortable living on Garcia territory, don’t worry.” I laughed nervously.

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

here with you?” Angelo finally dropped

my talk with Vince, I feared coming off as annoying, immature, childish, or pushy, I was afraid of rejection and didn’t ask him to join me. He

your business?” I snarled at Angelo,

yes.” He raised his voice a little. “I’m

night Vince took me back home. Angelo, who had noticed the tears in my eyes, didn’t say a word.

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

Angelo gave me a

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

sighed, resting his hand in my hair.

He needs you. You pull the

charming, and honest—but I could also tell he was

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 who was working

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

fix

are just

good person with a good

had he actually

love, or was

I even want to

to be more confident.” Angelo grabbed a piece of cake and pushed

would do something stupid like that.

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

need to clean this-and do

Angelo spoke in the car. We were on our way back