His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 350

Chapter 350

Aria

“Daddy!”

Dad shot me an annoyed look and placed his finger over his lips, which was not surprising, considering 1 had burst through his office.

He seemed to be on an important phone call, so I sat down in front of him and looked into his eyes— forcing him to end his conversation.

“I’ll call you back later. Something important came up.” Dad spoke. “What’s up? My beautiful daughter needs me.” He said, ending the call.

Oscar Morales was a busy man, even to busy for his daughter-but whenever I really needed him, he was always there. As his only daughter and his heir, I was the hope of the Morales family.

“Muffin, what do you want?”

I ignored his cringy nickname and went straight to business. At times it seemed as if my dad still thought I was a teenager, but today I would show him otherwise. “What did you think about the wedding yesterday?” Dad continued. “Christian seems like a good family man, doesn’t he?”

I gave him a nod and reached for his hand across the table. “The wedding was nice, but dad-don’t you think it’s time for me to get married?”

Dad stared at me with big eyes before a wide smile appeared on his lips. He was an old-fashioned man who had devoted his time picking out a suitable suitor for me, and he had been doing so since my eighteenth birthday. “Do you have someone in mind?”

I bet he thought I was talking about one of the men he had introduced me to throughout the year. Although they were rich, handsome, and would be of value to the Morales family, they were not like Vincenzo. They did not have to face a single struggle in their lives and were weak-minded. They could not handle a boss bitch like me.

“Daddy, I want to marry Vincenzo Garcia.”

Dad blinked his eyes a few times before releasing my hand and burst out in complete laughter. “Princess, you have got to be kidding me?”

“N-no, dad.” I shook my head. It seemed like I had to fight for Vincenzo, but I was willing to do that. I had never experienced love at first sight before, so I would not let go of him. Ever.

“I want to marry Vincenzo Garcia-”

“No.” He spoke,

His answer was loud and clear. It was something I wasn’t used to. He never said ‘no’ to me. That word almost sounded foreign to my ears. “No? What do you mean, no?” I furrowed my brows, confused.

“Aria, I’ve introduced you to the finest men, and now you’re telling me you want me to hand you over to a -a-a.Garcia!” Dad spoke, disgusted. “You know they don’t have a good name around here—”

“Then we’ll make it good!” I got up from the chair. I turned my back to my father and took a deep breath to prepare myself for what I had to say. “I know you think they’re weak and useless, but Vincenzo is the

one I want.”

“I heard about what he’s been through…he’s strong, determined, a fighter, and worthy of becoming my husband.”

The way he turned me down yesterday had only pumped my adrenaline. I was even more desperate to have him by my side, and I was going to marry him-even if I had to hold him hostage.

“I’m pretty sure the Garcia’s need this alliance, and having Vince by my side will only make us stronger, so please, daddy.” I pleaded, turning around to stare at him with puppy eyes.

It seemed to have worked because dad’s eyes slowly softened. “I’ll discuss it with your uncles, but I can’t promise anything.”

Wait a second….

It worked?

I jumped up and down and flew into dad’s arms to give him a tight hug. Who would’ve thought those sad puppy eyes would actually work?

“Wait, dad, are you serious?”

Dad placed his hands on my shoulder and nodded. “I would buy the world for my Aria if she’d ask meto, so if you want to marry Vince Garcia-I’ll pull every string I possibly can to let you marry Vince Garcia.”

“And that’s what happened!” I summarized the conversation for Stella, who had an uncomfortable expression throughout the story.

She rubbed her neck and smiled awkwardly. “And how does Vince feel about this?”

“What do you mean?”

Stella cleared her throat as she covered her long dark bangs in front of her eyes. “Well, he’s expressed not wanting to get married many times-and now you’re kind of pushing him into an arranged marriage.” She forced a friendly tone.

I knew what she was thinking. She thought I was stupid, insane even-but so what? Maybe I was.

Vincenzo was made for me, and I would marry him-one way or another.

“It’s for his own good.” I tapped the table, leaning forward. “We’re a good match, and he’ll realize soon enough!”

Stella bit her lip and reached for my hands. “Aria.” She tilted her head. “You’re gorgeous, intelligent-the Morales heir, and so much more.” She spoke. “I think you need to think this through because you’re really rushing into things.”