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. "

to be said for Aria to close the small gap

she needed to prove something-and maybe she

I felt nothing.

love, no desire-nothing.

before, not even with all of the women I had going in and out of the mansion, and it kept me

giggling with her hand resting

sound of that?

being serious?

forget—it’s Garcia-Morales.” I raised my brows,

my own reflection in the mirror. My hair which had always reached just

turn back. It had to be done

nervous and 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 not the with merge happening. Being there for my family and not letting the Morales

look handsome.” Aunt Nora stood behind me, holding me by my shoulders. She was uncle Bruno’s wife,

pushed away his wife to fix my tie. Lots of friends and cousins had gathered to support me as my groomsmen, which was something my uncle had pushed for, and all everyone kept telling me was how brave I was for saving

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

the business, but 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

I feel

should

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

smoothly. Uncle knew what 1 wanted because I had made it clear. No traditions, no extra stuff-just the vows.

whatever the Morales had planned for me and told them I would just go along with it–but giving

me appear weak and

ultimately pushed her to use my

associates-Nico Flores, handed me a key to the secret

associates telling me to take the

a twisted man. Who knew what he was hiding back

worse than me

tell me I’m making a mistake.” I beckoned my friend, who disagreed with the marriage. His disliking of Aria

making a mistake.” Beau nodded, raising

Christian slammed his fist against Beau’s shoulder. “Don’t listen to him!” He said. “You’re doing the right

like a happy day

marriage and had many good things to say about Aria. Not surprising because, in a way,

be that Christian did have a mind of

the words Aria had spoken about her. Telling him the truth could jeopardize our friendship and my marriage, but at the same

reactions, it was hard to

I had just

of

this is

offer and would love to be your brother’s

Great. When can you start?

you want

a week

Livia: Yes.

would be in good hands calmed my nerves. Just imagining Aria and co

she had indeed become a

to go, Vincenzo!” My brother, Nic, smiled brightly, leading us all out of the room.

to move back home, distance himself from the family business, and live his

worked very hard to keep everything in place while I was recovering mentally and physically. He didn’t have to—but he did because he wanted to be there for his

hold Luis’ hands. Despite scolding him about his grades, our bond was still unbreakable, and he was still the

to do this? Because if you

to the pressure. If my brother didn’t want me to get married-that

way to protect the Garcias.