His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

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

my head. “You’re my husband.

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there were like endless containers!” I paced back and forth,

and like always, he was in my room to discuss my

full of those rare

“Yes!”

to tell anyone, but Angelo was a special case. I trusted him, and he was the one who had encouraged me to take a look at

got it from, obviously is trying to keep me out of it-but those

you think he doesn’t want to do anything

was no

“Lamberti?”

a polyamorous relationship.” Had I not known otherwise, I would’ve thought they were the ones married. “Vince doesn’t want to outdo that family.”

doesn’t have a

“Sorry?”

been here for a while-but if it weren’t for Christian, Vince would probably not even be alive.” He shared a part of Vince’s life he wouldn’t talk about.

tried to find every reason not to feel guilty about all of this. He wouldn’t have been alive? What the hell was that all

about the coma?” I wondered. “When

I was.” Angelo whispered. “Let’s just drop it. That’s not

Vince hurting and not being there to

there,

that close.”

him while he was in a coma, took care of him,

sigh left my lips. “So

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

told

they

“Keep talking.”

see if Christian won’t do anything.” Angelo worked out his plan. “He would have to because everyone depends

figured out-don’t you?” A

couldn’t I have thought about it myself?

to stop their friendship would be to involve the

them with wine before handing one to

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

is it?” Angelo asked, worried.

of this for me?” I took a step back. Worst-case scenario, I had taken it too far by telling him, and he would raid the basement as

“You’re wondering because I’m

him a nod, awaiting his explanation.

started rocky, but now

I didn’t doubt his words even once as

you don’t have to.”

next day I wasted no time and was already headed to Vince’s bedroom. “Vincey!” I knocked on his door, granting him a new nickname. “Vincey, Vince?”

No answer

“Vince-”

me with his presence, wearing nothing

checked

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 had moved to

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

nice of you, Aria. He waved me off, eager to get to the bathroom. “You’re a great

was once again one of his sarcastic

care.

I patiently sat on his bed, waiting for his return. I didn’t mind waiting, and back in the day, dad used to make me wait all the

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

to touch him. As expected, he looked as if he had just

I followed him to his

I get to see what’s underneath that?” My eyes moved

“When you finish high

“I’m twenty-one?”

shot me a strained smile.

the wall. Ever since that basement thing, it appeared as if he had become even colder. “I’m a woman, I have needs, and I know you don’t give a shit