His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 278

Chapter 278

Elena

“Stupid, stupid, stupid!” I bumped my forehead against the sink in the restroom. After seeing him, I freaked out and made a run for it—and now I was too afraid to face him.

The cold expression on his face was enough to prove that he was not that happy to see me either. I mean, it was understandable-after I had walked out on him for a second time.

Marvin was Tiago’s brother?

Tiago was Marvin’s brother?

Marvin and Tiago were brothers?

It was all so obvious, and the signs were literally there, but I couldn’t see it. I was aware of Tiago’s last name, but I couldn’t make the connection because it didn’t make sense. How could someone as sweet and soft as Tiago, who could not even look someone in the eye, be part of a cartel family?

What about Linda and Karina? One was way too kind, and the other one way too stupid.

“Oh my god, I’m at a cartel wedding.”

The realization had finally kicked in, and so did the fact that my dad and Alex were probably nearby, and if they would’ve seen me inside-they would’ve dragged me by the hair to get me the hell out of here.

“I should leave!” I spoke as I stared at my reflection. That was the only thing going through my mind. I should leave. I couldn’t be here, and neither could Rona or anyone else for that matter. How could she, of all people, not recognize him at the cocktail bar after I showed her a picture of him?

I took a deep breath and replayed the past few weeks in my head. Dad and Alex were so invested in the case where this Danny Hernandez dude got arrested in our bar, and right after that, Rona had told me about Tiago’s brother. I should’ve known back then, but I was too stupid and missed the signs.

Was I really a DEA agent daughter? Did I had the right to call myself Elena Torres?

What would Victoria think? Someone like her would’ve been judging me, especially now that they were representing the guy the Castillo’s had reportedly set up for murder.

“Guys, it’s the time!” Tiffany called out. I panicked and grabbed my phone to call my dad, but my mind went back to Anya. “I am not a bad person. I am not a bad person.” I whispered with closed eyes. What would H even tell my dad?

I’m at the wedding of my prison pen pal’s brother, who also happened to have murdered your best friend and partner. His name is Marvin Castillo, and if looks could kill-I would’ve been dead by now because I left him behind on our

date.

No, that would’ve been embarrassing on my part, and I wasn’t ready for that. I also wasn’t prepared to ruin Anya’s day. I could tell that she was a kind girl who just wanted to marry her high school sweetheart. Running away just wasn’t an option because that also meant I had to bail on Rona-and I did not want the cocktail bar to receive a bad review.

“Just be a good girl, finish your job and leave,” I spoke to myself. I looked crazy, but it didn’t really matter anymore. My hands were shaking as I reached for the handle to open the door. I didn’t have to could just pretend like we never met.

Who was I kidding? He was my partner.

I widened my eyes as an impatient guy stood in front of me. “Finally, I really have to pee!”

It was one of the groomsmen, who was probably unaware of what kind of mess he had brought himself into. Se tax I

His legs were trembling, and he seemed like he could cry any minute, but he was not the only one. He was not special.

“Go, I won’t bother you.” I patted his shoulder before I walked off to face my biggest nightmare.

My head was lowered as I entered the room, and the only thing which stopped me from bumping into. someone was my conscience.

“Elena!” Tiffany pushed a bouquet in my hands. “It’s time to get into your pairs.”

She pulled me to my doom and pushed me beside Marvin while my eyes could only see the floor. Marvin’s presence struck a chill in me, and I could sense him staring. All the noise in the room had completely disappeared as all I could hear was the sound of his breathing.

He was the person in the world who my dad hated the most: his biggest enemy and the one who took away the life of his best friend.

“If I didn’t know better, I would’ve said you are the one getting married.” Marvin spoke for the first time.

I couldn’t believe it.

Was he talking to me?

I raised my head after hearing his voice and turned to look at him while he still carried the same stoned expression on his face. Was he flirting with me? He had some nerve. “M-me, m-married? W-with who?”

Marvin chuckled as he shook his head in disbelief. “To the floor, of course.”

Case closed, he was not flirting.

If the situation was different, I would’ve laughed at his lame joke-but I couldn’t, because his behavior got on my nerves. Why was he pretending like this was our first meeting? Was I so irrelevant that he didn’t remember me, or did he not want to remember?

This was a good thing, right? It meant he wouldn’t come after me to kill me, so why was it bothering me? He wasn’t asking me any questions, so I figured Tiffany must’ve told him about Anya’s situation.