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.

see you home then?” He raised his brows.

“Yes, definitely!”

+5 Bonus

back to the mansion-I took enough

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

had to be stopped.

how long have you been working

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

how has he

Panther this entire time? That would make me

strict but kind.” The guy shrugged. “He even tells me to go to college and make something

him,” I spoke, relieved, remembering

issue making me feel guilty about not pushing through

I was passionate about and told me being able to decide what I really wanted required lots of strength.

Panther?” I asked.

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

lie. Panther was a dangerous

you. I excused myself as we reached

“No problem.”

a lot to

told Marvin the

it be too late for him to spare me, or would he at

best friend took me to see him live in action, knowing exactly what he was doing-and instead

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

would Marvin choose to believe when it would come down to it? His lifetime friend, or a liar-DEA’s daughter who forced herself into his

would’ve been so much easier with evidence. All Victoria

heard a honk, almost making me jump from the sidewalks. I could recognize that jeep in my sleep. It

gave me a warm and welcoming smile. “Get in!” He spoke. “I was just on

“For?”

you out for lunch!”

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

I needed an excuse to leave the mansion, even if it meant having

car. For some reason, Lucas’ presence made me feel safe. Maybe it

a secret without wanting something in return.

shrugged. “I just felt like having lunch with a

two of

the Castillos aren’t normal to

“I don’t know, you tell me.”

making me feel frightened because I had no idea

we going?”

“Someplace special!”

it was not too late to get out of the car, but once again-did it truly matter where we

would’ve probably been best if he drove me off a bridge right now. At least that way, I didn’t have to

downtown instead. Being in the