His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 342

Marvin

It had only been a few hours since I watched the video Anya left behind, along with countless files containing shocking information about Panther’s betrayal. Not only Panter, but also Tiago, the one I would take a bullet for.

And poor Anya…..

Poor Anya had to pay with her life for trying to expose him. She could’ve told me the truth, she could’ve asked for my help-but she didn’t. Her love for Tiago must’ve been so big, she must’ve wanted enough evidence to show me he got manipulated.

I felt shocked, numb, and in utter disbelief that my friend, my brother, had been betraying me. And on top of that, I had to deal with Elena’s lies.

How could I have been so blind? How could I have allowed myself to be played by three people I thought I could trust? I had always believed that I was strong, that my instincts were sharp. Yet, I was deceived.

Me.

The heir of the Castillo.

All this time I had been keeping a close eye on Victor, while it were those three I really had to look out for.

For a second, I wondered if I had been too harsh on Elena-but then, I realized I wasn’t. She was the daughter of George Torres, an acquaintance of Stevie Maddens.

The same man who’s murder I took the blame for, only to save my brother who didn’t give a shit about

Panther, who had been like my brother hurt me more than Tiago and Elena combined. I had known him for ages, he was supposed to be by my side-dad and I gave him everything.

I guess this was his thanks.

I couldn’t help but wonder where all of that greed had gotten from. Cisco was my only nephew. Of course I would give the world. He didn’t need to be the heir or the boss for that.

Damn it, Panther.

Why did he had to take it that far?

not a minor misdemeanor.

this, and if Mario Castillo would figure out-he would have his head, literally. A slow and painful death awaited

Panther would then most likely mention Elena’s mistakes, which would

didn’t want that.

for the family’s sake, and Elena’s sake. There was no escaping that. What I could do was give him the easy way out by doing it myself.

went, I couldn’t stand behind him anymore. My own blood, my brother had chosen to deceive

it was him. Panther walked in, humming nonchalantly. His casual behavior made my blood boil, but I kept my face neutral.

to Mario to tell him the truth about Elena. This is how he wanted to control

all along.

greeted me. “You feeling better?”

composure as I grew a fake smile on my

drink. He took a long sip, and all I could

that drug transport-”

distraction to me?” I cut him off. I didn’t give a shit about any transport.

you still thinking

that won’t be necessary.” I told him,

moment before responding. T’d say she’s a good distraction. You know, keeps your mind off things.

like the

eyebrow. “Good for you or good for

the question. “Does it matter?”

answer him. Instead, I moved on to the next step of my

first thing in the morning.” I informed him. Since the two wanted to behave like brothers, they could go to

with the Armando’s, but I wanted him to learn a lesson about

one would pay with his life, and the other with

his knowledge about Panther’s involvement in Anya’s death-Tiago was still equally as responsible.

want

time for things to get back to the way they’re supposed to be. Make sure

the road for a four-hour drive. Panther, as oblivious as

of emotions raging inside