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.

unsure whether she had gotten any sleep. Her

greeted her, taking the

of her chair to pull

caused, I didn’t know where she found the

necklace first thing in the morning.” She pointed out, reaching for

“Here you go.”

I grabbed the necklace, making a thin line with my

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

all a misunderstanding.

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

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

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

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

way.

instructed me to,” Aria said, her voice filled with excitement.

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

put together a

new team?” I shrugged. “We have plenty of people. Why would we need to put together a new

you can’t trust people nowadays,” Aria huffed, pretending to

she was the one saying this. She was

Christian at his own game, we’ll have to recruit people who aren’t afraid of him,”

said, giving

know we are

I nodded.

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

out 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 to launder the money-”

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

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

her people and was shocked

her impulsive behavior, I 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 make the

I pitied her.

I really did.

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

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 that you are just as good, if not better than the Lambertis-and I