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 home then?” He

“Yes, definitely!”

+5 Bonus

way back to the mansion-I took enough time

Marvin, I was angry at Panther for pulling the

had to be

long have you been working for Marvin?”

smiled brightly, turning his head for a split second. Prison. He made it sound

has he been treating you?”

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

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

remembering he said the exact

and comfortable. Dad and Alex had no issue making

and told me being able to decide

Panther?”

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

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

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

“No problem.”

lot to think about.

I told Marvin the

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

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

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

would’ve been so much easier with evidence. All

from the sidewalks. I could recognize that jeep in my sleep. It belonged to Lucas.

me a warm and welcoming smile. “Get

“For?”

out

texted him? No, that was unlikely. Marvin knew

needed an excuse to leave the mansion, even if

made me feel safe. Maybe it was because of his job, or perhaps because

identity a

like having lunch with a normal

that made two of

the Castillos aren’t normal to

“I don’t know, you tell me.”

seat belt. Lucas laughed loudly, almost making me feel frightened because I had no idea he could do that. Smiling, in general,

we

“Someplace special!”

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

bridge right now. At least that

diner downtown instead. Being in the neighborhood gave