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.

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

taking the

she leaped out of her chair to pull me into a warm hug. “How did you sleep?”

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

the warehouse and grabbed the necklace first thing in the morning.” She pointed out, reaching for the small object in

“Here you go.”

making a thin line with my

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

was all a

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

stomach, yet I couldn’t help but

compassion, and it wasn’t her.

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

way.

said, her voice filled with excitement. “And I

watching her walk back to her seat. “So, what’s

put together a new team.”

have plenty of people. Why would we need to

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

she was the one saying this. She was

game, we’ll have to recruit people who aren’t afraid of him,” she continued.

giving her my

on the black market. No one, especially Christian, should know we are the ones selling

I nodded.

team, we should sell the weapons at the weekly

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

under your feet, do you?” I chuckled, admiring her work ethic. Aria was dense when she wanted to be, and smart when

worried about whether it would work out or not, because

people and was shocked by her

had to admit that she genuinely seemed to care about me. She knew I had nothing, I had nothing

I pitied her.

I really did.

the subject, curious about her reason. “I could divorce you after

Vince.” She raised her head again. “I want to show you that you are just as