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?”

“Yes, definitely!”

+5 Bonus

back to the

I was

had to be stopped.

have you

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

how has he been treating

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

even tells me to go to college and

spoke, relieved, remembering he said the exact words

no issue making me feel guilty about not pushing through

told me being able to decide what I really wanted required lots of strength.

how about Panther?” I

wheel. “Yeah, yeah-also nice!” He spoke in a high-pitched tone.

were obligated to lie. Panther was a dangerous person

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

“No problem.”

lot to think about.

told Marvin

he at least give me the chance

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

to see through Panther’s bad

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

much easier with evidence. All

making me jump from the sidewalks. I could recognize

smile. “Get in!” He spoke. “I

“For?”

out for

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

even care? I needed an excuse to leave

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

he kept my identity a secret without

just felt like having lunch with a normal person.”

that made two

the Castillos aren’t normal to

“I don’t know, you tell

mine.” I 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 something he did very

we

“Someplace special!”

too 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

best if he drove me off a bridge right now. At least

instead. Being in