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.

state she was in, I was unsure whether she had gotten any sleep. Her eye

the seat

out of her chair to pull me into a warm hug. “How

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

necklace first thing in the

“Here you go.”

I grabbed the necklace, making

choose the right choice of words last night when I thanked

all

was glad she opened my eyes about Christian but regarding the necklace? I was pissed as it was once

my stomach, yet I couldn’t help but pity her because I knew she didn’t know any

and it wasn’t her. It was her

the same way, but luckily I had enough people around me to know that

way.

read through the journals, just like you’ve instructed me to,” Aria said, her

her walk back to her seat.

have to put together a new team.”

Why would

Aria huffed, pretending to wipe the

was the one saying this.

have to recruit people who aren’t afraid of him,” she

giving her my

remain anonymous on the black market. No one, especially Christian, should know we are the ones selling the weapons, and we don’t want anyone who will

I nodded.

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

table. “I have thought of some potential candidates, as well as trying to come up

chuckled, admiring her work ethic. Aria was dense when she wanted to be, and smart when she needed to be.

wasn’t worried about whether it would work out or not, because I knew we

people and was

that she genuinely seemed to care about me. She knew I had nothing, I had nothing to offer, and wouldn’t make the best husband-but she was so set on

I pitied her.

I really did.

reason. “I could divorce you after all of this, you

happy, Vince.” She raised her head