His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 286

Chapter 286

Marvin

“Marvin, wake up.”

“Marvin, can you hear me?”

With pain in my head, I slowly opened my eyes

I focused on the sound of my mom’s voice, trying to fight my way to my blurry vision.

The first thing you usually heard in movies were common words such as,where am Iorwho am I, but I was not confused. I was aware of my surroundings, and only one thing went through my mind.

I am alive….I survived.

“Marvin, it’s time to wake up.’

“Mom, don’t force him.”

“Is uncle dead?”

“I’m not dead,” I yawned, stretching out my arms. I was supposed to be dead, but I wasn’t. The first thing I felt was my mom’s soft lips on top of my forehead. “I thought we’d lost you as well.” She cried.

Confused, I turned my head to look at my sister, Karina, and my nephew, Cisco. “What does she mean? Where is Tiago-”

“Tiago is fine.” Karina smiled through her tears. “Come on, mom-I think it’s time for us to step out for a

second.”

I looked at the nurse in front of me and shook my head in disapproval. “We don’t need to do any tests. I’m fine!” I told her, ripping several electrodes from my body. “No, sir-you can’t do that!” The middle-aged woman spoke while the remaining nurses followed her.

My mom, Karina, and Cisco got rushed out of the room while I let out an exhausted breath and decided to work along after feeling a burning sensation in my abdomen. I wasn’t fully recovered yet. The sooner 1 worked along, the sooner I would receive some answers. Where was Tiago, and what had exactly happened?

After some hours had passed, I was finally able to see my family-but the looks on everyone’s faces and the fact that Tiago was not present was not a good sign. Full of curiosity, I looked at my mom, dad, Karina, and Victor.

I didn’t know what Victor was doing here, especially after his heartless comment-but I guess the gesture was nice. “So what’s up with the serious faces, and where are Tiago and Anya?” I chuckled, fearing for the

worst.

The pale faces after mentioning Anya’s name were terrifying. “Marvin….I’m so sorry.” My mom spoke. lowering her head. “But Anya…” She continued.

I took a breath. “She didn’t make it….Anya didn’t make it.” I concluded, balling my fist. I hadn’t even noticed how angry I was until Karina placed her hand on my shoulder to calm me down. Mario Castillo

carried his usual cold expression on his face, as did Victor.

“Tiago?” I almost whispered, afraid of what was about to come. Santiago was a sensitive person, who had apparently cried the entire night when his dog died, and Anya could not even be compared to that dog. My dad cleared his throat and fixed his tic. “Santiago is a nutcase.”

“Don’t say that!” My mom smacked him. “Marvin, your brother….he’s not doing okay-but we’re here and

“Everyone out.”

“What?”

“I said, everyone out!” I repeated myself. “Not you, dad, but everyone else…including Victor.”

My mom nodded and grabbed Victor and Karina by their arms while Victor shot me a disgusted look. “You heard him…let’s go. Karina spoke.

“And Panther, I need to see Panther.”

“Panther, I’ll get you, Panther.” My mom confirmed before leaving the room. After everyone had left, it was just Mario and me, and the tension was to die for. Despite being his favorite son, the man was not known to show any affection unless it came to Victor.

“I almost lost my son.” My dad spoke through gritted teeth, pacing back and forth. I was surprised he cared, considering he wasn’t the best at showing his feelings. “I almost lost my son because he took a bullet for some woman-

Elena…

“The girl, where is she?” I interrupted him. I had been so occupied with processing all the news about Tiago and Anya that I hadn’t even thought about Elena. Was she okay?

“She’s fine.” Panther walked through the door. He rushed over to my side and pushed me back down. “She’s fine, and she’s not your priority right now.”

I took in Panther’s words and nodded my head. He was right. As long as she was doing fine-she was not my priority. “Did you speak with Anya’s parents…is there any news about a funeral?”

“No.” My dad answered coldly. “The funeral is in two days-”

“Then we have to go!”

“No!” He raised his voice. “Tiago and your mom will go, and we will stay out if this.”

“I have covered all of their expenses, and we will take our distance from that family-especially now that the Hernandez is after us—”

“But it wasn’t the Hernandez.” I shook my head.It couldn’t be. My dad sat down on the bed and raised his brow. “What makes you say that? I don’t want to ruin your fantasy, but they had a pretty good reason for attacking us.”

“No, they didn’t,” I spoke. “The boy was a sloppy worker, he was afraid, didn’t know how to hold a gun….he just couldn’t be a Hernandez.” I shared my theory. “I mean, think about it. If it were really the Hernandez,

they would’ve killed everyone at that wedding-”

“Marvin, I don’t want to hear it!” My dad spoke. “You’ve been locked up for years. You have no idea about what’s been going on with the Hernandez.” He argued. “We framed Freddie’s son, threw him into prison- don’t be an idiot.”

Don’t be an idiot. For some reason, those words were perfect to describe me, especially after taking a bullet for some woman who had no purpose to me. “We can point fingers and all of that, but we won’t.” My dad spoke. “I have already discussed it with the other groups, and we have all decided to kick out Freddie.”