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 had gotten any sleep. Her eye bags were visible,

I greeted her, taking the seat across from

then she leaped out of her chair to

caused, I didn’t know where she found

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

“Here you go.”

go.” I grabbed the necklace, making a thin line with

right choice of words last night when I thanked

all a misunderstanding.

regarding the necklace? I was pissed

sick to my stomach, yet I couldn’t help but

thing called compassion, and it wasn’t

enough people around me to know that was

way.

said, her voice filled with excitement. “And I think I have it all planned

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

to put together a

have plenty of people. Why would we need

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

this. She

own game, we’ll have

giving her

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

I nodded.

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

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

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

out or not,

seen her lead her people and was shocked

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 marrying me.

I pitied her.

I really did.

could divorce

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