His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 335

Elena

I held my phone in my hands-waiting for Victoria’s text. It had been days, but there was still no message about the stick.

“Lena.”

I flinched hearing the voice of the person I despised the most and almost jumped from my chair. “P- Panther?” I brushed my hair to the side, appearing as casual as possible. “I thought you were….out.

“Yes, out.” He slowly stepped closer and released a chuckle. “You would like that, wouldn’t you?”

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I held in my breath as Panther stood in front of me with only a few inches between us.

“Did I do something to make you feel uncomfortable?” Panther’s finger moved to a strand of my hair. “Elena, do I seem scary to you?”

“No, of course not!”

He shot me a strange look and knocked his fist on my forehead. “So all this time, I’ve been worrying over nothing? I’m glad to hear that.” He said. “Especially since I’ve had your back since the beginning and kept your secret for a long time.”

A shiver curled down my spine.

What was the meaning of his words?

Had all my plans not to act suspiciously been in vain?

Anxiously, I stared at him as I waited for his words.

Panther cackled loudly and pinched my check roughly. Why so serious?”

“S-serious?”

“Plans for today?”

I shook my head.

“So you’re not spending time with your friend today?” Panther said nonchalantly, eager for me to make a mistake.

That was enough confirmation that he was either following me around or at least felt a bit threatened to do something about the situation.

He didn’t know about the stick. He couldn’t-because if he did, he would’ve turned the house upside down. Other than my identity, which would also jeopardize him for lying to Marvin-he did not have a single thing on me.

“W-what friend?” I frowned, folding my arms. Panther, who had probably expected me to confess and cry for forgiveness, seemed startled that things were not going his way.

“Nothing.” He smiled with trembling lips. “Come on. I’ll take you out today-we’ll visit Marvin at work.”

I knew what he was thinking.

I’ll take the DEA agent’s daughter to his workplace and show her what kind of monster he is.

to the idea, knowing it could change my opinion on the love of my life. I was aware of what kind of work he did because he owed up to it-but I did not feel the

smirked. “If one day you’re planning to become the main woman of this house, you should know what he’s been up to.”

do was glare at him.

is not really an eventful day-so we can go.” Panther stated, not

If he did decide to kill me, he could try-but I could only promise one thing. He

ever experienced in my life. With neither of us saying a word, the tension

trust him anymore, just as I had sensed that he had been keeping an eye

suspected Tiago of opening his mouth and would end

he couldn’t-at least not

stopped the car,

of the car and felt my head spin at the

Castillo estate. If anything, this seemed like the

neighborhood before staring

me along with him. I felt so

about how he and Stevie took down these disgusting

breathe because he nearly gagged at my words and told me The Castillo’s would never be as pathetic to force anyone to work for them.

clear. It’s the same way my grandmother was dragged to the states, so it’s against our protocol.” He

all that better? They were still creating and selling drugs that ruined

Elena, stop it.

this

packhouse were, luckily adults, backing up Marvin’s statement.

shot me looks of curiosity

the house.

work,” Panther told them, pulling me

Panther opened a door leading to a garage. “I think Marvin should

voice

blood covering his face before receiving kick after kick. I almost yelped as a man lifted his leg to stomp on the

your lies!” The man called out. At that moment, I realized that it was Marvin’s voice. He was the one kicking the

men behind him let out laughter, encouraging him to

my bad, I was sure nothing was happening today.” Panther whispered, chuckling. “I completely forgot about the liar Marvin has to deal with.”

froze at his words.

Liar?

liars? This

up for me,” Marvin growled, his demanding voice almost unrecognizable. He had always been sweet, patient, and gentle with me. Was that all an act?

No, it wasn’t.

what Panther wants me

to the man’s level. “I gave you multiple opportunities to give us back the money while you looked me in the eyes

stood behind me, forcing his hands on my shoulders to ensure I got in every single word

The man looked up, pleading. Memories of Marvin’s past words crept

than someone you

ever again.” The man rubbed his hands together. “I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry!”

spare

me. I’ll