His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 371

Aria

It had been three days since the wedding, and Vince had yet to say a word to me. Ever since the ceremony he had ignored me like the plague, and I knew I deserved it

What the hell was wrong with me?

Why did I have to open my big mouth and call him Vincenz Morales?

Sleeping in separate rooms was not what I had in mind for marriage, nor was Vincent’s coming home late every night, making sure he didn’t have to see me.

Lais, who rolled his eyes at me whenever he got the chance, locked himself in the room because he didn’t want to be in the same space as me. The only ones keeping me company were Angelo, who had gone away on a family trip, and the maids.

Mom and dad, who had finally retired, had treated themselves to a nice vacation and were out of sight.

I felt lonely, broken, neglected, and regretted ever marrying Vince-but it was too late to turn back.

Due to dad’s latest request, I sent Vince a text, telling him it was time to work on our family’s future.

That was why he needed me to marry him-right? So I could fix his meu? Because it had been days, but he had still not opened his mouth about the business.

Angelo was kind enough to tell me that Vince had visited some warehouses and businesses with his men, leaving out the Morales,

I was only good enough for him to use my name, and that was it.

Our people were trying to deal with these changes, Vince owned half of the Morales, and still, he didn’t want anything to do with us. What a leader.

Pacing back and forth, I waited outside of his bedroom, determined not to let him escape this time. There was no point in merging our families if we were going to do everything separately.

My heart stopped in my chest as the door opened, revealing a half-naked Vince with only a towel wrapped around his lower body.

“Yes?” He leaned against the door. “Is there something I can do for you?”

With a dry mouth. I lowered my eyes to his sculptured abs, fresh water dripping down his body. Why was I here again?

-1-1__1-I’m here because-

“Yes, this is not working.” Vince smacked the door in my face. “I’m putting on some clothes-stay there!”

My jaw dropped at his rudeness. I knew he didn’t like me-but smacking a door in my face?

Hot abs or not, Vincenzo Garcia was a prick, and I was done trying to make him fall for me.

I had a lot to offer, and if he didn’t want me-that was his problem. For now, my only focus was strengthening our families and creating a household name in the city.

“So, that’s better.”“ Vincenzo exhaled, opening the door again.

Biting my lip, I took a peek at his gray sweatpants. I wasn’t trying to be creepy, but it was difficult to ignore the obvious bulge through his sweatpants. Didn’t guys get the memo they were banned from wearing those?

“Congratulations, lucky bird.” One of my cousins said to me at my wedding. Rumor has it Vincenzo Garcia is packing.”

He sure was-but how much exactly?

“Arial” Vince furrowed, locking his hands in front of him to cover the damage.

“Jesus, I’m sorry!” Looking like a creep was the last thing I wanted-but I guess it was too late. Trying to pretend like I hadn’t just pictured him naked, I rolled my shoulders and held my head high. “I’m going wherever you’re going today.”

“Says

like it or not, I’m still your wife, and I’m just as

as I had already prepared my following argument, but that wouldn’t be necessary. “I’m having lunch

I completed his schedule. “If you care about your family

“Ok.”

was one thing the people in this town were good at, it was gossip. I didn’t want word to get out about how Vince

wasn’t true anyway-at least not from

going to do all of that in those sweats?” I breathed, thinking about

said. “I was

there was no point in me trying to sugarcoat it. “People will take you more seriously

will.” Vince didn’t argue, taking my advice.

don’t drive yourself. It makes you look like a cheap aspirant.” There was no point in stopping now. “You have a driver-use him.”

let out an unimpressed huff, disagreeing with my ways.

he’s getting paid.” I refreshed his memory. “I know he’s getting

scoffed, a

to my husband. “Letting people get out of the business whenever they please-so they can do what? Run

be my escape from this marriage.” A whisper left his

felt as if a thousand daggers had gone through my heart. “What was that?” My voice

You wait downstairs.” The door got smacked in

second time.

for looking out for me, Aria. I wouldn’t know what to do without you.”

I just have a husband like that? According to everyone, Vince’s only error was the Garcia name. Others called

must’ve been

to the living area to show my presence which was a

routine,

household, I learned that I should always appear with a smile and reassure the maids that everything is

husband and a brother-in-law who made

sitting at the table as he read a book in the

I greeted him, reminding myself not to pet his head like a puppy.

lips into a thin

you doing?”

kept his answer short.

of

“Math.”

you need help? You know, I

point in finishing that sentence. “There’s no need. I’m already finished.” He stated, getting up from

me.” Luis left the garden, not meeting

in my chest which I tried hiding by plastering a smile on my face, ignoring the sounds of the gossiping gardeners and maids. See, that was the exact thing I had been trying to avoid.

spill from my eyes, and my lips were trembling, but I did not and could not allow myself to be weak. Smiling through

princess’ wasn’t a compliment but a mocking term he and his friend Beau had made up for me.

I was on the verge of crying. He didn’t seem to care, though, because he had turned

listening to my advice,

and rainbows.

all of this was pretend or

who had grabbed my hand

she ran down

into her embrace. “Oh my god-I can’t believe you’re wearing a suit to lunch!” She leaned her head against his chest. “I thought you were on

Vince opened his arms, showing himself off. He would turn into a completely different person

the same as his behavior toward Serena.

the two who were caught up in their own little world and stepped back to give them

reunite.

his friend. “Why are you dressed as if you care?” He pointed out Vince’s suit, hugging

grabbing both of my hands. “It’s so nice to finally

we hadn’t gotten the opportunity to hang out, and I had no desire to. She was the one Vince acknowledged, and she