His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 278

Elena

“Stupid, stupid, stupid!” I bumped my forehead against the sink in the restroom. After seeing him, I freaked out and made a run for it—and now I was too afraid to face him.

The cold expression on his face was enough to prove that he was not that happy to see me either. I mean, it was understandable-after I had walked out on him for a second time.

Marvin was Tiago’s brother?

Tiago was Marvin’s brother?

Marvin and Tiago were brothers?

It was all so obvious, and the signs were literally there, but I couldn’t see it. I was aware of Tiago’s last name, but I couldn’t make the connection because it didn’t make sense. How could someone as sweet and soft as Tiago, who could not even look someone in the eye, be part of a cartel family?

What about Linda and Karina? One was way too kind, and the other one way too stupid.

“Oh my god, I’m at a cartel wedding.”

The realization had finally kicked in, and so did the fact that my dad and Alex were probably nearby, and if they would’ve seen me inside-they would’ve dragged me by the hair to get me the hell out of here.

“I should leave!” I spoke as I stared at my reflection. That was the only thing going through my mind. I should leave. I couldn’t be here, and neither could Rona or anyone else for that matter. How could she, of all people, not recognize him at the cocktail bar after I showed her a picture of him?

I took a deep breath and replayed the past few weeks in my head. Dad and Alex were so invested in the case where this Danny Hernandez dude got arrested in our bar, and right after that, Rona had told me about Tiago’s brother. I should’ve known back then, but I was too stupid and missed the signs.

Was I really a DEA agent daughter? Did I had the right to call myself Elena Torres?

What would Victoria think? Someone like her would’ve been judging me, especially now that they were representing the guy the Castillo’s had reportedly set up for murder.

“Guys, it’s the time!” Tiffany called out. I panicked and grabbed my phone to call my dad, but my mind went back to Anya. “I am not a bad person. I am not a bad person.” I whispered with closed eyes. What would H even tell my dad?

I’m at the wedding of my prison pen pal’s brother, who also happened to have murdered your best friend and partner. His name is Marvin Castillo, and if looks could kill-I would’ve been dead by now because I left him behind on our

date.

No, that would’ve been embarrassing on my part, and I wasn’t ready for that. I also wasn’t prepared to ruin Anya’s day. I could tell that she was a kind girl who just wanted to marry her high school sweetheart. Running away just wasn’t an option because that also meant I had to bail on Rona-and I did not want the cocktail bar to receive a bad review.

good girl, finish your job and leave,” I spoke to myself. I looked crazy, but it didn’t really matter anymore. My hands were shaking as I reached for the handle to open the door. I didn’t have to could just

kidding? He was

my eyes as an impatient guy stood in front of me. “Finally, I really have to pee!”

groomsmen, who was probably unaware of what kind of

could cry any minute, but he was not the

patted his shoulder before I walked off

the room, and the only thing which stopped me from bumping into.

pushed a bouquet in my hands. “It’s

presence struck a chill in me, and I

was the person in the world who my dad hated the most: his biggest enemy and the one

better, I would’ve said you are the one getting married.” Marvin spoke

believe

he talking to

raised my head after hearing his voice and turned to look at him while he still carried the same stoned expression on his face. Was he flirting with me? He had some nerve. “M-me, m-married? W-with

chuckled as he shook his head in disbelief. “To

closed, he was not

at his lame joke-but I couldn’t, because his behavior got on my nerves. Why was he pretending like this was our first meeting? Was I so irrelevant that he didn’t remember me, or did

wouldn’t come after me to kill me, so why was it bothering me? He wasn’t asking

profile. Behind that face of an angel was a personality of a demon. What if he was plotting my murder at this very moment and was just waiting

me?

two little girls who attached themselves to Marvin’s legs. “Spin me around!” The younger one of the pair ordered as she

“Next time, okay?”

loved grown-ups who looked like princes and did not know who they were dealing with. Being kind to children was just part of his act. A younger boy rushed towards Marvin and looked up at him.

The boy complained. Marvin released the little girl from his arm and knelt to face the children. “Cisco, do you know that the three of you are very important?” He ruffled his hand through the boy’s hair.

the two of you…. Anya will turn

two girls looked at him in awe. “Wow.” They spoke in unison. He even got me fooled for a second, but I quickly realized that this was all part of his nice guy act, and this time I wouldn’t be

my

behind with the biggest con artist of the century. What bothered me even more

seemed as if I lost control over my eyes as I once again stared at Marvin. I knew he could see me, but he didn’t seem to mind, and I was wondering

a comment, but it never came-and the look

eyes

grabbed my hand, and I once again looked at

and looked down at our intertwined hands. “Right,” I mumbled. My hands were warm and sweaty, while his hands were the opposite. His touch felt cold and calm, meaning he did not felt as