His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

hapter 302

Elena

After a long day of work, I was finally on my way back home.

How was I going to find a way to talk to Tiago?That was the only thing going through my mind.

Getting the name of Maddens real killer was one way to kill two birds with one stone. I could clear Marvin’s name, and I could save my dad’s career.

Several minutes later, I arrived home and made my way inside. Surprisingly enough, all the lights were turned off, which possibly meant my dad was probably in one of his weird moods.

“Dad?”

“Alex?”

I called out their names but got no answer in return. A small part of me was starting to get worried, especially after seeing the suitcases at the staircase. Would he be okay?

“Dad?”

dad looked up from the

Curious, I made my way to the living room and watched as my couch. The half-empty bottle beside him was enough proof that something was bothering him. He was drunk.

“Oh, here you are!” I smiled. Perhaps my cheerful mood could take away his worries. The expression on his face had not changed as he looked at me with his sharp eyes. “Here I am.” He slurred his words.

“What are those suitcases? Are you going on a trip?”

My dad grabbed the bottle beside him and took a long sip. “No, they are yours.”

“Mine?”

He slammed the bottle to the table and tapped the glass with his fingernails. “Elena, I’m going to ask you a question-and you have to tell me the truth.” He spoke with closed eyes. It was probably about one of his crazy theories, and he needed my opinion.

“Sure, what is it?”

I stumbled back and grabbed the door for support as my dad stood up from the sofa. No words could leave my mouth, as all I could think about what his unexpected question.I was so careful.

“What?”

“Are the two of you together?” He closed his eyes in annoyance.

“No-”

“Elena!”

“No, I promise!”

He grabbed a pile of papers and made his way to me as I held in my breath. The smell of alcohol was too much for me to handle. “Then what is this?”

My dad pushed pictures in my face as I was forced to take in his evidence. Not just pictures, they were pictures of all the times Marvin and I had met.What was the meaning of this?

didn’t know was that both of us had the same goal. I wanted to find Stevie’s killer just as much, but he was so obsessed with Marvin that

I can

want to

this

He yelled in my face. I flinched at his tone and kept my mouth shut.

your shit and

him? Who was going to make sure he was alright,

“Dad-”

He shouted. “I don’t want any liars, gangsters, or mob wives

His own daughter?

else, my dad grabbed me by my arm and dragged me to the hallway while I yelped in pain. “You’re

shit and

He pulled me away from my father’s grip and covered

kicking me out.”

startled. “Dad,

us this entire time, and

to face me, and all I could see in his eyes were disappointment. “Elena,

know it looks bad, but I

hallway was filled with my dad’s laughter, causing me to turn around again. What was so funny? Ganging up

attention whore like your mother, there’s nothing more to explain!” My dad pointed his finger in my face. “Now get

of us said a word, and the tension was high

because you can’t find your own,” I told him. “Let’s face it, you’ve already

slap me, Alex held his arm to stop him. My dad and I had gone through a lot of stuff, but this was as far as I could go. Calling me names was one thing, but getting physically abusive

would put his hands on me without me putting up a fight, including my dad. I was not in the mood for the ambulance to take him away, and I didn’t want to get locked up for

the door. “I hate you.

you either!” My dad yelled back. “And you’re not taking the

you’re not paying for shit around

tried his best. I looked at my pitiful brother one last time and could only

my brother be able

couldn’t let Alex choose, and I still cared for my dad’s safety. I did not want him to do anything

suitcases and started walking. I had no further plans, but I did know one thing-and that was that I could not stay in that house any longer. The suitcases felt heavy, but I didn’t have that

it felt as if my legs were going numb. “Elena?” A car pulled

was he doing

it even

nice timing,” I spoke as he stopped the car and walked to the trunk to put in my suitcases. Panther seemed confused but did not react as I sat down

are you doing here?” I wondered. The panther

in my car?” He turned around the conversation.

seriously-Panther, what are

I didn’t mind at all. I had no complaints whatsoever about

an informant?” Panther

“Huh?”

my life had ended. It seemed like today was not my day as yet again, another secret of mine was exposed.He

had quite the connection with the Castillo’s, and Marvin in particular…” Panther continued.

this?” Panther chuckled. “That’s