His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 283

Chapter 283

Elena

‘8 missed calls from Rona

‘From Elena

To: Rona

I’m alright, don’t worry about me. I’ll call you back later!”

Confused, I looked down at the key in my hands as I blocked off the sound of the waiting area. I didn’t even know what I was doing here or why I even felt the need to come-but it had somehow turned out this way.

Anya…

I squeezed the key in my hands as I thought about her request. The key was meant for Marvin and only him. Would he survive?

“Elena!”

No, not again.

I jumped up from the bench and stepped back in fear as I looked at my dad, who was trying to force his way into the waiting room. “No, sir-this is only meant for close relatives!” Two nurses held him back.

“But she isn’t a relative, she’s-

“Sir, that’s his wife.”

“No, that’s my daughter-and as far as I’m concerned, she does not have a husband!”

“Elena!” My dad called out once again. My brother, Alex, who had quickly noticed that it wasn’t going anywhere, held him back and pulled him away. “Dad, let’s go.”

“Elena, come here right now!” My dad yelled out as Alex dragged him away. I looked from my shaking arms to the key in my hands.I can’t leave. I can’t do that.

Not after Anya’s wish, and not after Marvin is fighting for his life because of me.

Two hours ago

My body froze as bullets flew across the room. Was this real life? In what kind of movie did I find myself in?

Marvin wrapped his arms around my body and turned me around to shield me while I held my hand in front of my ears with only one thought running through my mind. I am going to die, these are my final moments, and I’m going to

die.

I closed my eyes and prepared myself to take my last breath, but before that could happen, everything had suddenly stopped. Was I dead? Was I in heaven? Was I in hell?

“A-Anya?” Tiago broke the silence. It was enough for me to turn my head, and I could not believe my eyes. Anya’s body was covered in blood.

I ran over to Anya’s side and turned to look at the same man who had been all up in my business and interrupted me earlier in the hallway.

“Stay here. I’ll call 911!”

Anya opened her mouth to speak, but no words could leave her lips. With tears streaming down his face, Tiago placed his hand behind her head. Unable to say anything. Anya fought through her pain to smile at him.

“Tiago-”

“No, don’t!” Tiago cried. “Don’t say anything, don’t!”

Tiago was losing it and seemed close to fainting any second. I was unsure of what to do and held her hand for support. She was still alive, so she would be alright. She had to be. “W-where is he?” Tiago looked at me. “Where is Victor?”

“Don’t worry. He’s getting help-

I could barely finish my sentence before Tiago left Anya’s side. “It’s taking too long!” He called out before he ran out of the room and was entirely out of sight.

“Tiago,” Anya whispered. I squeezed her hand. “He’ll be back soon, don’t worry.”

Anya groaned in pain as she turned her head to rest on my shoulder. With big eyes, she stared at the deceased man on the floor. “H-him,” She whispered. My heart nearly beat out of my chest as I leaned closer to hear her words. “M- Marvin,” Anya choked on her words.

She used all her strength to grab my wrist as I tried to get to the bottom of her words. “Marvin, Victor?” Anya shook

her head.

“Hey, you need to calm down!” I caressed my hand through her hair. Only seconds had passed, but it felt like hours, and there was still no one in sight. “T-take… “Anya moved my hand to the key around her neck. “Do you want me to take i-

Anya nodded her head, forcing me to free her from the necklace. I figured it might’ve been hard for her to breathe with that thing around her neck, so I freed her from her pain.

“Marvin……Victor…Tiago.” Anya struggled with her words. Her eyelids dropped, and she slid into a state of unconsciousness. She was probably just tired. That was it. Anya would survive. She had to survive.

Startled, I blinked at the key in my eyes as I was still trying to process all that happened.

“Key?” I whispered. Maybe it was meant for Marvin? That must’ve been it. She wanted me to give it to Marvin, otherwise Victor and at last Tiago.

My heart dropped as I concluded that I had yet to hear Marvin’s voice, and I slowly turned around. I was in a state of shock, seeing Marvin on the floor in a pool of blood and tried to keep it together.

I hurried from the floor and rushed to Marvin’s side. “M-Marvin?” I fell to the floor. He was unconscious, and his

warm skin tone had changed into a pale shade. With shaking hands, I moved my finger to his neck in the hopes of feeling a pulse.

“Thank god.”

He was alive.

Flashbacks appeared in my head, and I reminded myself of how he used his body to protect me from the flying bullets. This was all my fault. He would’ve never been shot if I hadn’t followed him.

Everything which had happened after that had all become a blur, and all I could remember was how I rushed down the stairs as the paramedics transported Marvin to the ambulance.