His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 333

Chapter 333

Lucas

I turned my back and walked inside as my body shook with anger. How dare she? She had some nerve.

“Hey, you!” Panther leaned against the door, stopping me just as I was about to leave the mansion.

I met his eyes. “Yes?”

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“I don’t know what your problem is, but Linda is still the lady of the house-and you’ve just arrived here, so you should show her some respect.”

Once again, I was at a loss for words. It was almost scary how fast he had turned on me. He only hung out with me because I was new and loved, a threat to this household, but now that he knew I wouldn’t let anyone walk over me-I was suddenly an issue.

I hadn’t forgotten about Mario’s indirect warning. This man was dangerous and ever since, something about him bothered me.

“Since you know everything so well, please tell me,” I spoke, not in the mood to entertain him any longer. “Should Marvin’s dog be able to speak this way to Mario Castillo’s son?”

“Y-you,” Panther stuttered through gritted teeth, but I had already shrugged him off and stormed away.

I didn’t want to do this, and I didn’t want to turn my back against the Castillo because of one woman, but I couldn’t take it anymore. Linda’s behavior had me wishing for their downfall.

“Lucas, leaving already?”

I stopped in my steps, hearing Marvin’s voice, and slowly raised my head. Even though I believed for him to be innocent regarding Stevie Madden’s case, he was still a criminal, a murderer, a monster.

George Torres deserved to make pay for his actions. That was what I wanted to believe, but my brother was also someone I shared a bond with.

Next to Mario, the person I connected with the most.

“Did something happen? Do you want to talk about it?” Marvin grabbed my arm to stop me from walking.

Yes, I’m sorry for what I’m about to say-but your mother is a bitch.

“No, I’m fine.” I lied. “Do you want to talk about something?”

“No,” Marvin shrugged. “But I’m your big brother, so it’s my job to look after you…all of you.”

And he was doing a good job. Marvin stood behind Tiago, Karina-but what impressed me the most was the way he cared for Elena.

He loved her. I could see it in his eyes and the way he would rant about her without giving anyone the chance to speak. They seemed so perfect together, but any fool could tell they were doomed for failure.

The daughter of a DEA agent and the son of a cartel boss? Impossible.

At times I wondered whether Mario and mom shared that same connection.

Betraying Mario and my brother so that I could get my revenge felt wrong-but I had no choice. It was Linda’s doing.

Deep down, I wanted to tell him the truth about Linda, but even then, that woman was still his mom, and he would protect her. He seemed like the person to protect anyone he cared about, the same way he had always defended…

Tiago.

Marvin frowned. “Are you really okay?”

Could Tiago have killed Stevie Maddens? Was that the reason why Marvin had confessed initially and taken the blame, despite their not being that much evidence?

Stop it, Lucas-I snapped out of it. Whatever happened to that family wasn’t my concern anymore, and they had Linda to thank for that. George would take it from here.

“I’m good, thanks for asking.”

“I’ll see you around then?” Marvin squeezed my arm, demanding an answer.

“Yes,” I nodded with only one thing going through my head.

I had to collect evidence for George Torres to put an end to all of this. That’s what I came here for.

Days had passed, and it was finally time for me to meet George. After gathering enough evidence this time, I told him I would meet him at his house for a change.

I sat in the same living room, which brought back memories of where I had officially met him for the first time, not to forget-the days of training about how I should act around them.

All went well until I had snapped in front of Linda.

“You made a good drink.” I complimented a tensed Alex, who sat on the opposite side. His presence surprised me, but I bet he was just as curious as to his father.

“Elena taught me.” Alex played around with his glass, smiling softly. Way to go, Lucas.

“How is my sister doing? She hasn’t been replying to any of my texts.”

She’s doing perfectly fine without you, and she will continue doing so.

“You’re sister is in good health!”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

“You shouldn’t be here. You could bring us all in danger, George whispered frustratedly, sitting down. “And is there any progress?”

“The job is finished.”

“What?”

I revealed the folder in my hand, containing everything from pictures to documents, and placed it on the

table. “Everything you need to take down the Castillos, all of them,” I spoke. “The job is finished.”

After collecting my thoughts, I decided to keep my end of the deal with George. I wasn’t angry with the family. I was furious with Linda. If I could find a way to spare the rest of them, I would’ve-but George and I had a deal.

“How did you-but how?” Alex joined his dad as the two flipped through the folder.

“I will never forget.” Alex looked at me. “Thank you!”

“No problem.” I shrugged with an uncomfortable feeling in my body. What was this feeling? Was it guilt? No, it couldn’t be.

“I doubt you’ll find anything for Stevie’s murder, but it’s enough to put them away for good all of them.”

“And about your friend.” I continued without thinking. My mouth was moving on its own, and I couldn’t stop myself