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.

shrugging his shoulders. “I’ll see you home then?” He raised his brows.

“Yes, definitely!”

+5 Bonus

the car on my way back to the mansion-I took enough time to think about whatever I was feeling.

than being upset with Marvin, I was angry at Panther for

had to be stopped.

how long have you been working

smiled brightly, turning his head

he been treating you?”

been like Panther this entire time? That would make me look like a

“He even tells me to go to college and make something

does sound like him,” I spoke, relieved, remembering

comfortable. Dad and Alex had no issue making me feel

doing what I was passionate about and told me being able to decide

how about Panther?” I

breathed and tightened his grip around the steering wheel. “Yeah,

were obligated to lie. Panther was a dangerous person one would not want to cross. I had experienced it myself.

need some fresh air, thank you. I excused myself

“No problem.”

lot to

I told Marvin

he at least give me the chance to listen to

me to see him live in action, knowing exactly what he was doing-and instead of scolding him. Marvin was too busy running

was he not able to see through Panther’s bad behavior?

to it? His lifetime friend, or a liar-DEA’s daughter who forced

much easier with evidence. All Victoria had

sidewalks. I

and gave me a warm and welcoming smile. “Get in!” He spoke.

“For?”

take you out for

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

to leave the

feel safe. Maybe it was because of his job, or perhaps because I knew he was a good

identity a secret without wanting something in return.

Lucas shrugged. “I just felt like having lunch with a

made two of

aren’t normal to

“I don’t know, you tell me.”

me feel frightened because I had no idea he could do that.

are we going?”

“Someplace special!”

much about his weird behavior. Perhaps, it was not too late to get out of the car, but once again-did it truly matter where we

drove me off a bridge right now. At least that way, I didn’t have to deal with all

wishes, Lucas drove me to a diner downtown instead. Being