His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 355

Chapter 355

Vincenzo

I couldn’t wait to get rid of her.

I didn’t think it was possible to hate someone this much.

No, really-I couldn’t stand her.

Days had passed, but I was still not able to forget about her, and trust me-that wasn’t a good thing.

I was supposed to be the nice guy-Vincenzo Garcia, who everyone loved and adored. But there was something about her that left a bad taste in my mouth.

Was it how she had forced her parents into marrying me or was it the dirty look on her face when she mentioned Luis?

How on earth could I marry someone with the same level of intelligence as Carmen? It almost felt like I was about to admit a crime-and might I remind you, I’ve committed a lot of those.

After offending her right to her face, she called me an angel. She was sick and twisted. That was the only explanation.

I took a deep breath as I sank onto a park bench and buried my face in my hands. Today would be my last day with Serena before I would officially be an engaged man.

It was against my will, but uncle Bruno had for once not compared me to my late father and told me I made the family proud, while Nic and his family were excited to finally go back home.

I had already decided that the marriage would just be for a while, and after letting the Morales fix our mess-I would divorce her.

Crazily enough, I didn’t even feel bad. I couldn’t. It was that spoiled, obsessed brat who so desperately wanted to marry me in the first place.

“Uncle Vince!”

I raised my head, hearing the voice of my little angel, and watched as the cute toddler with bouncing pigtails made her way over to me. Behind her stood Serena.

“Siena!” I opened my arms, embracing the girl. Serena’s daughter was a three-year-old bundle of joy with a cute personality.

“Do you like my dress?” She jumped up and down.

I smiled, patting her head. “Yes, you look beautiful.”

Like Christian, she loved showing off her new things and would always fish for a compliment. Serena, on the other hand, had always been simple and didn’t know how to handle praise.

I looked over the three-year-old’s shoulder and searched for Serena. As always, I was lost for words as I stared at the breathtaking woman in front of me.

Serena stretched her hands to hold mine. “Looking good as always!” She smiled brightly, lowering her head right after. Cute.

She was perfect-and knowing Christian, he must’ve told her about a hundred times. She was amazing. but she still didn’t know it yet.

“Daddy got it for me!” Siena moved her head in front of my eyes, forcing me to look at her. “Hey, I’m talking!” She tapped my shoulders with an angry expression on her face.

“Oh, I’m sorry!” I apologized. “My bad!”

A giggle left Serena’s lip as she turned over to sit beside me. “Hey, be nice to uncle!” She told Siena, who had pushed her backpack into my hands.

“But daddy told me everyone should listen to me!” She spoke dramatically, throwing her tiny hands to the sky, “Because I’m a princess!”

“Daddy is not always right—”

“I’m gonna draw now!” Siena announced, not letting her mom speak. She lowered herself to the ground and grabbed her drawings and crayons.

“She’s starting to behave more like Christian day by day, Serena nervously tapped her teeth with her fingers. “And it worries me.”

“Well, at least you know the family will be in good hands.”

“I mean-I guess,” Serena said. “Anyway, Christian told me about your engagement…so did Carmen.”

Why did she have to bring that up?

“And what was your reaction?

“Good for Vince.” Serena nodded. “If anyone knows how to treat a woman with respect, it’s him.” She said. “I think you’ll make a perfect husband, better than Christian even.”

Her words brought a smile to my lips. I knew she would never love me the same way she loved Christian or the way I loved her-but that was okay. I enjoyed loving her from a distance because that meant I couldn’t get my heartbroken.

There was no reason to sulk over something which wasn’t mine in the first place.

“The news wasn’t supposed to be out yet, but my fiancee? Let’s just say she has a very loose tongue.”

What was the point of the announcement if she’d just run off and tell the first person? Okay-I told Christian as well, but that was different.