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.

gotten any sleep. Her eye bags were visible, but

taking the

to pull me into a warm hug. “How did you sleep?”

caused, I didn’t know where she found the

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

“Here you go.”

I grabbed the necklace, making a thin line with

words last night when I thanked her’

all a

about Christian but regarding the necklace? I was pissed as it was

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

thing called compassion, and it wasn’t her. It was her upbringing.

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

way.

instructed me to,” Aria said, her voice filled with excitement. “And I think I have it all

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

have to put together a new

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

people nowadays,” Aria huffed, pretending to wipe

the one saying this. She was one

his own game, we’ll have

talking,” I said, giving her

to remain anonymous on the black market. No one, especially Christian, should know we are the ones

I nodded.

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

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

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

whether it would work out

people and was shocked by her ability to do so.

I had nothing, I had nothing to offer, and wouldn’t make the best husband-but she was so set on marrying

I pitied her.

I really did.

divorce you after all of this, you know that-and you’re

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 that you are just