His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 356

Chapter 356

Vincenzo

“We should paint the walls red. I don’t like the white.” Aria walked through the halls with her notebook in

her hands.

“And I was thinking, how about we make the pool bigger as well?”

“If that’s what you desire.” I behaved like a perfect gentleman. Showing Aria around the house was not what I had planned for today, but going against Serena was not something I was capable of.

If anyone, she knew the feeling of walking into a stranger’s home, but the situation with Aria felt a bit different. She felt comfortable, maybe even a bit too comfortable.

“So, where is our bedroom?” The girl raised her head so that she could meet my eyes. She had a big grin, showing nothing could ruin her day.

Our bedroom?

Just the thought of sleeping next to her made my blood boil.

As far as I was concerned, this marriage would be an open marriage-and since she had forced me into it. she couldn’t possibly expect me to remain faithful.

“I actually thought it’d be best for us to sleep separately. I spoke, drawing the line hoping she would understand. She couldn’t be that stupid, could she?

Aria pouted. “S-sep-what?”

Shit

“Just for a while, until we get used to each other,” I reassured her. If she needed false hope, I would give it to her. She was the key to the Garcias fortune, so I had no choice but to keep her happy.

Uncle Bruno had made it clear.

She had to walk down that aisle by any means.

“But we’re about to be married?” Aria was almost close to tears. “Do you not want to sleep next to me, is that it? Have I done something to offend you-”

“No, of course not,” I spoke defensively. “We can sleep together if you want to!”

“Great!” Aria played with her hair. “Now, show me the way to our bedroom.”

Reluctantly, I showed her the way to the bedroom and opened the door. “So this is it.” I stepped aside so she could enter.

Aria stepped inside, smiling ear to ear before writing down a few notes in her book. She walked around the room and brushed her fingers against every interior piece, trying to find the slightest dust.

“Is this your closet?” She asked. “There’s not enough space for my stuff, so we’ll have to figure something

out.

“Or you could just take any other room to store your clothes.”

“Yeah..maybe.” Aria shrugged. “Or you could just move your stuff”

I clenched my fist, bottling up my emotions. Going against her wouldn’t do any good. I needed her. We needed her.

“Sure,” I gulped. “Come on. I’ll show you the rest.”

After going through all of the rooms, I walked downstairs, hoping to kick her out-but by the looks of 11. she had different plans.

“Where are the maids?” She asked, looking around.

Now she was really starting to get on my nerves.

I trapped her body between my hands, pushing her back against the wall. “No maids, princess.” I locked my eyes with hers.

“T-then who does the cooking and cleaning?”

The cooking and cleaning? I held back my laughter and gently moved my finger to her cheek. She was so stupid. It almost made me feel sorry for her.

“I do, princess. With the two hands God gave me.” I said. “Why? Is that a problem?”