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.

you home then?”

“Yes, definitely!”

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to the mansion-I took enough time to think about whatever I was feeling.

Marvin, I was angry at

had to be stopped.

you

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

he

if Marvin had been like Panther this entire time? That would make me look

The guy shrugged. “He even tells me to go to college

relieved, remembering he

Dad and Alex had no issue making me feel guilty about not pushing through school, but Marvin was different.

passionate about and told me being able to decide what I really wanted required lots

Panther?” I asked.

grip around the steering wheel.

was understandable because these people were obligated to lie. Panther was a dangerous person one would not want to cross. I

I excused myself as we reached the community gate. “Thanks for

“No problem.”

lot to

I told

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

in action, knowing exactly what he was doing-and instead

he not able to see

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

evidence. All Victoria had to do

the sidewalks. I could recognize that jeep in

warm and welcoming smile. “Get in!”

“For?”

take you out for lunch!”

texted him? No, that was unlikely. Marvin

to leave

to what do I owe this pleasure?” I entered the car. For some reason, Lucas’ presence made me feel safe. Maybe

my identity a secret without

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

that made two

the Castillos aren’t normal to you?”

chuckled. “I don’t know, you

frowned, fastening my seat belt. Lucas laughed loudly, almost making me feel frightened because I had no idea he could do that. Smiling, in general, was not

are we

“Someplace special!”

behavior. Perhaps, it was not too late to get out of the car,

best if he drove me off a bridge right now.

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