His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 379

Chapter 379

When Vince told me I was allowed to join him, I thought it would just be the two of us. Funny enough, that was not the case. He was driving a large truck, and we were stuck in a small space in the front with two other guys.

“I’ll need someone to help me unload these boxes, and I can’t possibly put my wife to work.” Vince came up with the perfect solution to his problem. Yes, I was his problem, and he didn’t want to be alone with me.

At least, that’s what I thought-but strangely enough, he appeared to be in a good mood and smiled a lot.

“I’m really glad you could join us, boss.” One of the boys who had practically been hanging over my shoulders said for the tenth time.

“I told you to call me Aria.” I reminded him. “I’m not much older than you, so don’t make me look old.”

“In that case, you can call me AJ.”

“Yes, I know.” It felt like our conversations were going in a loop, and I didn’t know how to end it. A reminder that after today, I would not tag along anymore.

The two of you look good together.” The other boy opened his mouth. “I’m CJ, by the way.”

AJ and CJ.

What are the odds?

J brothers. That would be my new nickname for them.

From the corner of my eyes, I noticed the unbothered expression on Vince’s face.

A few days ago, he would’ve been disgusted by that comment.

Either that, or he was just focusing on the road.

“So Luis’s teacher and the baby aren’t present today?” I didn’t want to get home to any surprises, including the girl who obviously had a crush on him and her annoyingly adorable baby.

Vince snorted. “What does it matter to you?”

“It’s also my house,” I said defensively. “I’m just asking.

“I know the Morales love to overwork people, but we’re not like that,” Vince told me. “So no. She won’t tutor today.”

The two in the back cleared their throats and covered their mouths, probably laughing.

“I must be getting on your nerves?” I smiled through the humiliation. Overwork people? How the hell did he come up

with that one?

The Morales’ were kind people.

“I’ve heard great things about you. How nice, kind, and warm you are-but I guess they must’ve been talking about some other Vince.” I spoke my mind in the kindest way possible. It would be a pity for the J

brothers to tell everyone that we didn’t get along.

“Vince.” I pouted, looking at him.

“Yes?”

“If you’d have to grade my looks and Luis’ teacher’s looks, one to ten, what would you give us?”

Vince shook his head. “First of all, I don’t grade women based on their looks.” He stated. “It’s quite disrespectful, and since you’re one as well, you should know that.”

“Wow, boss.” AJ and CJ were impressed by his cringe-worthy answer. It wasn’t as if the world was going to end because of a ranking unless he’d put her above me, of course.

“Look at you being the perfect gentleman.” I nudged him, earning a small smile.

“We’re here.” He stopped the truck at the Lamberti warehouse. I waited for Vince to open the door for me, which he did. By now, he must’ve known that I was allergic to car doors.

The ] brothers worked quickly and had already begun unloading boxes from the back.

Amazed, I took in my surroundings. The warehouse didn’t look like the typical sketchy garbage. Had I not known, I would’ve thought it was any other legal business.

Vince looked the other way, openly ignoring my words.

“You know, I bet he doesn’t even give any of you a quarter of the cut-especially you, because he believes you owe him your life.”

“What did you say?” Vince turned and softly wrapped his hand around my wrist. The look in his eyes had changed. He looked embarrassed, angry, and ashamed all at once.

It wasn’t my conclusion, it was Angelo’s, and seeing Vince’s reaction—it was so far off.

He didn’t believe he owed Christian his life, and that was a good thing because that meant it wouldn’t be that difficult to execute my plan.

II heard a loud whistle.

“Vince!”

Vince let go of me, and our eyes towards the same direction. Gio Lamberti waved from a distance with a clipboard in his hands.

1 heard Christian’s oldest brother was a rough person to get along with, but when it came to Christian— also he knew how to keep his mouth shut.

That man controlled the other families, all of their business-and even his own family.

It gave me chills.

They treated him like some sort of god and it was all because of what his father had build.

“Stay here, Aria.” Vince patted my shoulder. “I’ll be right back.”

“Okay!” I yelled after him, but he was already gone. “I wouldn’t know where to go anyway!”

That was clearly a lie.

“Stay here, Aria.” I mimicked him. “Screw you.”

If there would be a right opportunity to steal something valuable from the Lambertis, now would be the right time.