His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 378

Chapter 378

Aria

“I’m the problem in this marriage?” His words made me chuckle. Last I remembered, he had not instructed me to stay put.

“Where did you get these things?” I reached out to touch his shoulder, but Vince stepped back.

“We have to go.”

“No, wait!” I called out, making him stop in his steps. “D-do you know how much money we can make selling those?”

“As well as put a target on our backs,” Vince said. “It wouldn’t be that much different from suicide.”

“Oh, my god.” I squealed. “This is like heaven!”

Vince wrapped his hand around my wrist. “Aria, let’s go.”

“Does your uncle know about this?” I placed my hands on top of his, my eyes begging him to give me an

answer.

No.

“I figured. If he did, you wouldn’t have to marry me.” I said my thoughts out loud. “If it’s respect and power you’re after, here’s your key.” My hands reached for one of the weapons.

“I’m not-

“Boom.” I winked, pointing it at him. “Enough to blow up a household.”

Bothered, Vince placed his hand on top of the trigger as he lowered my hand and took away the weapon. “That’s why I’m trying to keep them away from people like you.”

“People like me?” I pointed to myself. “Right, because the Garcias are model citizens.” He was one to talk.

Vince huffed, probably knowing there was nothing else for him to add.

“Come on. We’re going.” He roughly grabbed my hand, only for me to free myself from his grip.

“Why would you want to live in Christian’s shadow-when all of this is enough to surpass the Lambertis?”

“I don’t want to surpass anyone,” Vince spoke humbly, shaking his head. “Certainly not, my friend.”

“I know he would’ve.”

“Aria_please.”

It was the truth. Christian Lamberti did not seem like the type to back down from doing anything to please his friend.

“Arial” Vince squeezed my hand, staring into my eyes. Not going to lie. He looked pretty hot-but I was convinced his head was empty.

Why would he not want to be on top?

“You can’t tell anyone about this-do you understand?”

I grinned at his seriousness. “Yes, Vince, daddy.”

“Stop.” Vince sighed, frustrated. “Aria, I’m not kidding. I’m serious.” He spoke. “It’d be better to keep something like this to ourselves.”

“Good.”

“These weapons are dangerous.”

“I know.”

“They can’t fall into the wrong hands

I nodded my head. “You’re my husband. I respect you-and I won’t tell

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paced back and forth, telling Anthony about

discuss my day. He sat on the end of

full of those rare weapons?” He asked.

“Yes!”

but Angelo was a special case. I trusted him, and he was the one who had encouraged me

trying to keep me out of it-but those things can make us

want to

was no doubt about

“Lamberti?”

together with Serena’s brother, are like in a polyamorous relationship.” Had I not known

he doesn’t have a reason

“Sorry?”

Vince’s life he wouldn’t talk about. “When everything went down, and all families turned their back on anyone having to do something with

not to feel guilty about all of this. He wouldn’t

about the coma?” I wondered.

whispered. “Let’s just drop it. That’s not for me

uncomfortable feeling down my stomach. The thought of Vince

not there, but Christian was

that

was in a coma, took care of him,

left my lips.

Angelo shook his head. “You just have to convince him enough to look

told

sure they don’t get

“Keep talking.”

won’t do anything.” Angelo worked out his plan. “He

got it all figured out-don’t you?” A delighted smile appeared.

couldn’t I have thought about it

friendship

with wine before handing

but then it suddenly hit me. Why would someone like him, who should

is it?” Angelo asked,

me?” I took a step back. Worst-case scenario, I had

because I’m a

him a nod, awaiting his explanation.

you.” He looked at me. “We’ve started rocky, but now I

words even

don’t

Vince’s bedroom. “Vincey!” I knocked on his door, granting

No answer

“Vince-”

presence, wearing

checked him

just amazes me how you keep on knocking until you get a response.” He spoke sarcastically, but I was already happy enough to see him crack jokes. That meant we

and finish your shower.” I looked past him and focused on the sound of the running water. “I’ll just wait for you.” I

waved me off, eager to get to the bathroom. “You’re

was once again one of his sarcastic

care.

for his return. I didn’t mind waiting, and back in the

stepped out in his boxers. “Still here?” He glared, drying

I said loudly, having the sudden urge to touch him. As expected, he looked as if he had

followed

get to see what’s underneath

eyes. “When you

“I’m twenty-one?”

He shot me

“I’m a woman, I have needs, and I know you don’t give a shit about

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