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.

at the state she was in, I was unsure whether she had gotten

taking the seat across from her.

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

I didn’t know where she found the courage to wrap

necklace first thing in the morning.”

“Here you go.”

making a thin line with my lips.

last night when I thanked

all

was glad she opened my eyes about Christian but regarding the necklace? I

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

called compassion, and it wasn’t

I had enough people around me

way.

through the journals, just like you’ve instructed me to,” Aria said, her voice filled with excitement. “And I think I

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

to put together a new team.”

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

people nowadays,” Aria huffed, pretending to

this. She

at his own game, we’ll have to recruit people who

talking,” I said, giving her my full attention.

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

I nodded.

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

thought of some potential candidates, as well

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

would work out or not, because I knew

lead her people and was shocked by her ability to do so.

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

I pitied her.

I really did.

subject, curious about her reason. “I could divorce you after all of this, you know that-and

know,” Aria blushed, looking down. “I’ve thought about that many times, but then I came to the realization that I just want you to be happy, Vince.” She raised her head again. “I