His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 379

When Vince told me I was allowed to join him, I thought it would just be the two of us. Funny enough, that was not the case. He was driving a large truck, and we were stuck in a small space in the front with two other guys.

“I’ll need someone to help me unload these boxes, and I can’t possibly put my wife to work.” Vince came up with the perfect solution to his problem. Yes, I was his problem, and he didn’t want to be alone with me.

At least, that’s what I thought-but strangely enough, he appeared to be in a good mood and smiled a lot.

“I’m really glad you could join us, boss.” One of the boys who had practically been hanging over my shoulders said for the tenth time.

“I told you to call me Aria.” I reminded him. “I’m not much older than you, so don’t make me look old.”

“In that case, you can call me AJ.”

“Yes, I know.” It felt like our conversations were going in a loop, and I didn’t know how to end it. A reminder that after today, I would not tag along anymore.

The two of you look good together.” The other boy opened his mouth. “I’m CJ, by the way.”

AJ and CJ.

What are the odds?

J brothers. That would be my new nickname for them.

From the corner of my eyes, I noticed the unbothered expression on Vince’s face.

A few days ago, he would’ve been disgusted by that comment.

Either that, or he was just focusing on the road.

“So Luis’s teacher and the baby aren’t present today?” I didn’t want to get home to any surprises, including the girl who obviously had a crush on him and her annoyingly adorable baby.

Vince snorted. “What does it matter to you?”

house,” I said defensively. “I’m just asking.

Morales love to overwork people, but we’re not like that,” Vince told me. “So no. She won’t tutor today.”

two in the back cleared their throats and

be getting on your nerves?” I smiled through the humiliation. Overwork people? How the hell

with that one?

were

and warm you are-but I guess they must’ve been talking about some other Vince.” I spoke my mind in the kindest way possible.

that we didn’t get along.

looking

“Yes?”

teacher’s looks, one to ten, what would you give

grade women based on their looks.” He stated. “It’s quite disrespectful, and since you’re one as

It wasn’t as if the world was going to end because of a ranking unless he’d put her above me, of course.

being the perfect gentleman.” I nudged him, earning a small smile.

Vince to open the door for me,

already begun unloading boxes

didn’t look like the typical sketchy garbage. Had I not known,

people do they have working here?” My jaw dropped at the number of workers, all doing something, and no one stood still. Containers

so he must’ve

boxes?” I wondered, observing every step along the way as the boxes from the

some sugar to bake cookies. As usual, Vince blessed me with his short

but not in a good way. Seeing my husband delivering boxes to someone who seemed to have

appeared on my face. “Everything gets delivered to

it,” Vince whispered in my car. Well, I didn’t care, in my eyes, Christian Lamberti was a selfish prick, and everyone was allowed to hear my opinion.

and that’s why he

Letting you do

He shushed me.

road, huh?” The thought occurred

like that doesn’t happen around here. It’s a

I cut him off. It was still difficult to