His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 336

Elena

Once I stepped outside, I could finally breathe. Relieved, I brushed my hands through my hair to calm myself down and closed my eyes to process everything.

“Elena, wait!” Marvin caught up with me as my eyes shot open. His hand reached to hold mine, only to stop when he had noticed the blood on his hands. “I-I can explain!” The shame was written on his face.

I didn’t need him to explain why he had just killed a liar. Trust me. It would only add to my nerves.

“You don’t have to,” I told Marvin, unable to meet his gaze. “I’m okay, so let’s just pretend none of this happened.”

“What-us?”

“No, not us!” I clarified. “T-that thing I saw just now.”

“Elena…” Marvin sighed, noticing I couldn’t even describe what had just happened. He killed a man. He had actually pulled the trigger, and I knew it wasn’t the first time.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” I cracked a laugh. “I’m not angry. Really, I’m not!” I said. “Trust me. I don’t have the right to be.”

Not after all my lies.

“So all those things you said about actually enjoying all of this…were serious?” I tried changing the subject, which wasn’t the smartest thing.

“I’m sorry.” Marvin looked down at his bloody hands. I’m sorry I brought you into this. I’m sorry you had to see this-I’m sorry.”

Sorry?

“You shouldn’t be apologizing to me. You should let your friend apologize to the both of us for bringing me here.” I called out Panther indirectly. I didn’t want to pick a fight with that man, but this was downright evil.

Marvin clenched his jaw, closing his eyes. If he let Panther’s behavior pass this time, I might as well drop my investigation and move on with my life. “I-if you wait for a bit, I’ll clean myself and take you home-

“No thanks, that won’t be necessary. I need a minute.” I cut him off. I still loved him, and I was still going to save him-but I just couldn’t get over that lifeless body on the ground. He shot him as if it was nothing.

“I’ll just take the bus or something.”

“In this neighborhood?”

I’m George Torres’ daughter, and I can hold my own. Trust me. I’ll manage

“I can take her home, boss.” A guy spoke, revealing himself as he removed a cigarette from his mouth.

Judging by his looks and courage to approach Marvin, I could tell this was probably someone ambitious trying to do good. A rookie who had yet to prove himself.

Marvin scoffed. “That’s not necessary-”

“I’d appreciate that, thank you.” I nodded, interrupting him.

shoulders. “I’ll see you

“Yes, definitely!”

+5 Bonus

the mansion-I took enough time

was angry at

to

have you been working for

he came out of prison.” The guy smiled brightly, turning his head for

how has he

time? That would make me look like

shrugged. “He even tells me to go

does sound like him,” I spoke, relieved, remembering he said the

Alex had no issue making me feel guilty about

had even praised me for doing what I was passionate about and told me being able to decide what I really wanted required lots of strength.

about Panther?” I

around the steering wheel. “Yeah, yeah-also nice!” He spoke in

Panther was a dangerous person one would not want

here-I need some fresh air, thank you. I excused myself as we reached the community gate. “Thanks for

“No problem.”

a lot to think about.

I told

late for him to spare me, or would he at least give me the chance to

knowing exactly what he was doing-and instead of scolding him. Marvin

able to see through Panther’s

His lifetime

would’ve been so much easier with evidence. All Victoria had to do was get the stick.

jump from the sidewalks. I could recognize that jeep in my sleep.

“Get in!”

“For?”

take you out for lunch!”

him? No, that was unlikely. Marvin knew when to give me my

did I even care? I needed an excuse to leave the mansion, even if it meant having lunch with

this pleasure?” I entered the car. For some reason, Lucas’ presence made me feel safe. Maybe it was because of his job, or perhaps because I

kept my identity a secret without wanting something in return.

reason.” Lucas shrugged. “I just felt like having lunch with a normal person.”

two of

Castillos aren’t

don’t know, you tell me.”

my seat belt. Lucas laughed loudly, almost making me feel frightened because I had no idea

are we

“Someplace special!”

too late to get out of the car, but once again-did it truly matter where we

now. At least that way, I didn’t have to deal with all of this.

Lucas drove me to a diner downtown instead. Being in the