His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 384

Aria

I got what I wanted, didn’t I? Then why did I feel so guilty?

1 stirred the pot as Angelo told me to, I wedged myself between Christian and Vince’s friendship, as Angelo had instructed. He agreed to sell the weapons, which was great-but I never wished to see him in pain.

The look in his eyes upon hearing about Christian’s words devastated me, and it took me back to reality.

Vince was a real person with feelings.

But regardless of his feelings, I did what was best for the family. So no matter how difficult it was, I tried pushing my guilt aside.

It was late at night when I returned the necklace to the empty warehouse, to the spot Vince had requested.

Once I arrived back home, it was already past midnight. I walked into the kitchen to clear my head, in the mood for a late-night snack. After all I had been through, I definitely deserved that.

“What has the privilege of going into my mouth,” I sang, opening the fridge. Just as I was about to reach for something, a voice startled me.

“Why are you home so late?”

I let out a yelp and turned around, noticing Vince sitting at the table with his hands flat on the surface. He had been waiting for me. I could tell. I could also tell that it wasn’t a good thing.

Would he have found out the truth about the necklace?

“What are you doing up so late?” I retorted, taking a seat at the table. “Aren’t you supposed to be asleep?”

“Aria, where were you?” I noticed the cold and doubtful look in his eyes. It was the same expression he had shown me when he scolded me about my behavior before our wedding.

“I-I was out… I needed some fresh air. I wasn’t doing anything special.”

in a doubtful tone. “Aria, do you think I’m stupid because

you’re not

you think!” He slammed his hand on the table, raising his voice. “Do you think

been

me that if I go back to the warehouse

would’ve only made it worse, so I shook my head in response, owning up to my actions. “I was only trying to prove a point. I wanted to show you that those people

he

my lips as I felt grateful we could at

were following Angelo’s instructions,

I panicked. “Yes…no.”

“Yes or no?”

own decisions,” I told him, feeling the need to protect Angelo. “Everything I do, every decision I make-is for you. I know you don’t care about me, but I care about you, and that’s why I had to show you the truth.”

words left my mouth, but hopefully, it was a reasonable explanation for why I had stolen the

I was ready to hear all of it. I was reckless,

me with

“W-What?”

ever pull a stunt like that again, I won’t be able

“Yes”

He had a sharp look

not with a toddler,” I said. “But I admit, taking the

move.”

selling those weapons, but if we do-I need to know that I can trust you,” Vince stated. “Angelo is not your husband. I am. So if there’s something that’s bothering you, or something I should

tone, I couldn’t hide the big smile. “Oh, so now

silently judging me. “By the way, while you’ve been plotting to

my eyes.

sold the products on the black market.” Vince scattered several

old-looking journals. I reached out

should read them too,” Vince instructed. “It’d be nice if you could

flash before my eyes. Was he