His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 320

“No, mom. I promise you-I’m fine!” Amelia spoke through the phone. I sat on the sofa, eavesdropping on her conversation, and couldn’t help but feel jealous.

She appeared to be having some kind of discussion with her mom, which almost reminded me of my dad How would he be doing?

Unfortunately, those were not my concerns anymore. It was the price I had to pay for being with Marvin, and I was willing to pay that price. When I got with Marvin, I knew what I signed up for.

When would Marvin be home?

He had been working since early in the morning, and I would lie if I said that I didn’t miss him. Although I wasn’t alone, the lack of company in this house was slowly getting to me.

“I’m so sorry you had to hear all of that,” Amy spoke, ending her phone call. “It was my mom, and you know how moms get.”

No, I don’t-because I don’t have a mom.

“Yes, don’t worry about it.” I faked a smile. “But she seems to be worried, is everything okay?”

“Amazing!” Amy nodded. “Because of Marvin, I get to take care of my family-and all of that while he actually meant to kill me.”

“What?”

“T-that’s clearly a joke.” Amy stammered, surprised. So he was supposed to kill her? I didn’t know whether to feel relieved that he didn’t or concerned because he was actually capable of doing so.

Relax, Elena. You knew this all along

I had promised myself to stay away from all that cartel crap because it was probably for the best. I had to

move on.

“What’s with the look on your face? “I heard Marvin’s voice.

With a big smile, I turned around to face him, but that smile had quickly vanished as he covered his cheek. “Oh my god!” I stepped closer.

Curious, I grabbed Marvin’s hand to pull it away from his cheek, revealing a noticeable red bruise. “Who did this to you? What happened?” I asked as Marvin released a chuckle.

nothing. He probably had worse, and here I was-acting all concerned. “Actually,

to hold back her laughter. “Marvin, it’s like you have blush on your cheek.” She

Marvin folded his arms.

shot each other a look, rolling our eyes. “He

of you some space-so if you

of course not,” Marvin spoke. “You worked hard today, so you can go home if you want.”

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and I got manicures today, so I don’t know about that.” She nudged his shoulder. “But I’ll see you

safely

ignored his words and moved my hand to the red bruise on his cheek. “Ow-ow, it hurts so much!” Marvin joked before pressing a kiss on my forehead.

thought you were supposed to be this strong and amazing guy.” I pouted. There was definitely more to it. I could see it in

did this.” Marvin suddenly spoke.I never asked. I was very cautious with my questions because Marvin promised not to lie anymore-but

into a fight…with your

to the bruise because he didn’t get me, of course.

Victor?

your brother? I wondered. “You shouldn’t fight your brother,” I spoke, remembering Alex. Growing up, we fought a lot, but somehow he ended up being the person I missed the

most.

questions, and I really had to stay out of

eyes as he brushed his fingers through my hair and looked at me with a sarcastic smile on his lips. “He’s not my brother…and he called you a whore, Elena.”

Okay, Screw Victor.

disbelief. The thing which worried me the most was probably his family. I knew all of this didn’t look good and that it looked like I was after

Marvin asked,

just don’t want

about.” Marvin cut me off. “I’m not

“Okay.”

Marvin changed the subject. “Other

I didn’t have anyone

waiting

his face made my day because that

accidentally wiped some chocolate on our white bedroom

“No problem.”