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.

whether she had gotten any sleep.

her, taking the

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

her away. After all the trouble she had caused, I didn’t know where she found the courage to wrap her arms

warehouse and grabbed the necklace first thing in the morning.” She

“Here you go.”

the necklace, making a thin line with

choose the right choice of words last night when I thanked her’

was all

regarding the necklace? I was pissed as it was once again proof of her immature behavior.

my stomach, yet I couldn’t help but pity her because I knew

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

but luckily I had enough people around me to know that was not the

way.

her voice filled with excitement. “And

to her seat. “So,

together

of people. Why would we need to put together a new team?”

trust people nowadays,” Aria huffed, pretending to wipe the sweat from

the one saying this. She was one

beat Christian at his own game, we’ll have to

I said, giving her

we are the ones selling the weapons, and we

I nodded.

this team, we should sell the weapons at the weekly auction, just like it’s

have thought of some potential candidates, as well as trying to come up with the right

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

out or not, because I knew we would

people and was shocked by her ability to

also had to admit that she genuinely seemed to care about me. She knew I had nothing, I had nothing to offer, and wouldn’t

I pitied her.

I really did.

her reason. “I could divorce you after all of this, you know that-and you’re still doing all of

you to be happy, Vince.” She raised her head again. “I want