His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 385

Vincenzo

Fabio High School Diary 3-

I said it would happen, and it did.

Yesterday, father told me that after graduation, I was to marry the transfer student-Snooper.

I had no say in any of this, and all of it has already been decided. She’s not a good person.

Now I don’t feel like writing anymore…

I let out an unexpected sound of laughter, reading through Fabio’s old journal. To think that he had once been just like any other teen, dealing with parental pressure and decision he didn’t want to make, was quite amusing.

To think that the same man who hadn’t cracked a laugh with me before his passing, turned out to be such a comedian, made it all even funner.

The woman he had mentioned, Snooper, somehow intrigued me, as she reminded me of Aria.

Someone who would stop at the cost of nothing, to get her way.

As far as I was concerned, Mom was Fabio’s first wife, which made me curious about how that woman was doing at the moment. She had surely dodged a bullet.

One I couldn’t avoid.

Literally.

I closed the diary, leaning back in my chair, and let my mind wander back to the events of that day.

The day Fabio shot me because I chose Christian over him, only to get stabbed in the back by him-just like he had warned me.

Even back then, I learned that Christian only went back to save me because Serena told him so. Had it not been for her, he would’ve let me die-just like that.

He didn’t value our friendship.

He never had, and the altercation at the warehouse proved my point.

After gathering my thoughts, I headed downstairs when I saw Aria sitting at the kitchen table as if she had been waiting for me.

was unsure whether she had gotten any sleep. Her eye bags were visible, but so was

the seat

leaped out of her chair to pull me

slightly pushing her away. After all the trouble she had caused, I didn’t know where she found the courage

the morning.” She pointed out,

“Here you go.”

necklace, making a

I didn’t choose the right choice of words last night when I thanked her’ for

was all a

glad she opened my eyes about Christian but regarding the necklace? I was pissed as it was once again proof of her immature

yet I couldn’t help but pity her because I knew she didn’t know

lacked that small thing called compassion, and it wasn’t her.

the same way, but luckily I had enough people

way.

said, her voice filled with excitement. “And I think I have it all planned

her walk back to her seat. “So, what’s this big plan of

to put together

have plenty of people. Why would we need to put together a new

Aria huffed, pretending to wipe the sweat

the one saying this. She

own game, we’ll have to recruit people

I said, giving her my full

we are

I nodded.

weapons at the weekly auction, just like it’s written in

a collection of notes from a bag, scattering them on the table. “I have thought of some potential candidates, as well as trying to come up with the right idea

the grass grow under your feet, do you?” I chuckled, admiring her work ethic. Aria was dense when

it would work out or

her lead her people and was shocked

about me. She knew I had nothing, I had nothing to offer, and wouldn’t make the best husband-but she was

I pitied her.

I really did.

you doing this?” I changed the subject, curious about her reason. “I could divorce you after all of this, you know that-and you’re still doing all of this.”

that many times, but then I came to the realization that I just want you to be happy, Vince.” She raised her head again. “I want to show you