His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 370

“I’m right here.” I looked at the priest, pleading with him to begin the ceremony. My mind was put on saying ‘I do, and with Aria putting ideas in my head, it could go either way.

During the ceremony, I had to remind myself not to yawn and count the minutes. I was bored, tired-and at the same time didn’t want to go home with my new housemates.

Aria, Angelo, guards, maids, gardeners, drivers, and others.

Not that different from a robot, I followed along with everything until we had finally reached the crucial part.

“Vincenzo, do you take Aria to be your wife?”

I’d rather not.

“Do you promise to be faithful to her in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love her and to honor her all the days of your life?”

No, and I didn’t like betraying god either.

I turned to the crowd, looking straight into Serena’s eyes, who gave me a reassuring nod. always been one of my biggest nightmares, and marrying someone who could not reach Se a pity.

Aria was everything I despised in a person, and she was not to blame. This was Oscar Morales’ fault.

“V-Vince?” Aria’s voice trembled as if she had expected me to turn my back.

“I do.” My thoughts went to my family, who needed me the most. I wasn’t doing this for me. I was doing this for the Garcias.

Aria’s hands which had been shaking felt warm and calm at my answer. Her breathing was back to normal, and so was her voice. “Praise the lord.” I could sense her smile through her veil.

The words ‘I do’ came from her mouth as if she had been practicing them for weeks. There was no worry, no doubt only desperation. Yet I could still not help but wonder-why she would want to marry someone like me.

The priest gave us our blessings which I didn’t care for, and Nic came walking with the rings, smiling car to ear.

Nic didn’t have the right opportunity to meet my wife and was unaware of what kind of monster we would bring into the family.

I could give my oblivious brother the benefit of the doubt.

“Look at you all grown up!” He made a quick comment, in all likelihood waiting for all of this to be over so he could get on that plane and get out of here.

Placing a ring on Aria’s finger and being forced to say words that weren’t true was difficult. Making a promise to provide for our family while knowing I wouldn’t have any children with her in a million years felt even worse, and I felt delighted to get it over with.

Exhausted, I pushed through the final minutes and did everything that got expected of me until the ceremony was finally over.

Vincenzo Garcia, who had sworn not to get married, had a wife. A childish one, controlled by her family.

“It is with a great deal of joy and with honor that I to introduce to you this afternoon for the very first time. Mr. and Ms. Vincenzo Garcia-Morales husband and wife.”I listened to the priest’s words, followed by claps and cheers.

Overwhelmed, I stepped back only for Aria to step forward. Whatever the reason, she wouldn’t let go of my hand.

“You may kiss the bride.”

My hands moved to the end of the veil, pushing it over her head. At last, I could see her face; as usual, she looked more beautiful than her ugly heart.

Her dark eyes were glowing, the same as her skin. Her hair was curled to perfection, and I could tell she had put a lot of effort into all of this. More than I would put into this marriage, that’s for sure.

She could’ve fooled anyone else with that sweet smile, though I still believed for her to be the devil.

Aria threw her arms over my shoulder with a victorious grin and pressed her forehead against mine as I had no choice but to stare into those deep brown eyes.

“Can I?” She was kind enough to ask.

“Yes. "

was the only word to be said for Aria to close the small

kiss was desperate, hungry, like she needed

I felt nothing.

love, no

not even with all of the women I had going in and out of the mansion, and it kept me thinking. Just how much did I

away, giggling with her hand resting on my cheek. “I like

the sound of that?

being

I raised

reflection in the mirror. My hair which had always reached just above my shoulders, was cut and looked as ridiculous as the suit

turn back. It had to be done for the family’s good, and I was ready to

anxious and had no idea how to go from here-but I had no intentions of showing it. As the head of the Garcia, I could not crumble, especially

She was uncle Bruno’s

Lots of friends and cousins had gathered to support me as my groomsmen, which was something

you for doing the right thing.” Bruno slapped my chest,

Oscar Morales had not said a word. It wasn’t hard to figure out that my soon-to-be wife had vouched for me and protected me from her

feel

should I?

gone around using my name to scare our partners, I wouldn’t have

ever since and wished everything would go smoothly. Uncle knew what 1 wanted because I had made it clear. No traditions, no extra

I would just go

me would make me appear weak and incapable of

my name without thinking of any

things couldn’t get worse, one of dad’s old associates-Nico Flores, handed me a key to the

was strictly forbidden, and now I had one of dad’s old associates telling me to take the key because he was moving out of the country and didn’t want anything to do

was a twisted man. Who knew what

it be worse than me having to

friend, who disagreed with the marriage. His disliking of Aria was intense, but our friendship was stronger, and that’s why he was here to support me as

nodded, raising his brows.

Christian slammed his fist against Beau’s shoulder. “Don’t listen to him!” He said. “You’re doing the right thing, and I’m happy for you.”

this look like a happy day

stood behind the marriage and had many good things to say about Aria. Not

not care about the consequences and did whatever they desired. The only significant difference would be that Christian did have a mind of his own. As long as he wasn’t forced to listen to

about the words Aria had spoken about her. Telling him the truth could jeopardize our friendship and my

Christian Lamberti’s unpredictable reactions, it was

I had just received a text message from an

one of Aria’s

this is

and would love to be your brother’s tutor.

Great. When can you

Whenever you want me to.

a week

Livia: Yes.

in good hands calmed my nerves. Just imagining

she

to go, Vincenzo!” My brother, Nic, smiled brightly, leading us all out of the room. Out of everyone, he was definitely up there for

the family business, and

was recovering mentally and physically. He didn’t have to—but he did because he wanted to be there for his family.

sigh, I stopped in my steps and turned to hold Luis’ hands. Despite scolding him about his grades, our bond was still

do you say?” I said. “Are we going to do this? Because if you tell me

pressure. If my brother didn’t want me to get married-that would’ve been

would find another way to protect