His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 335

Chapter 335

Elena

I held my phone in my hands-waiting for Victoria’s text. It had been days, but there was still no message about the stick.

“Lena.”

I flinched hearing the voice of the person I despised the most and almost jumped from my chair. “P- Panther?” I brushed my hair to the side, appearing as casual as possible. “I thought you were….out.

“Yes, out.” He slowly stepped closer and released a chuckle. “You would like that, wouldn’t you?”

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I held in my breath as Panther stood in front of me with only a few inches between us.

“Did I do something to make you feel uncomfortable?” Panther’s finger moved to a strand of my hair. “Elena, do I seem scary to you?”

“No, of course not!”

He shot me a strange look and knocked his fist on my forehead. “So all this time, I’ve been worrying over nothing? I’m glad to hear that.” He said. “Especially since I’ve had your back since the beginning and kept your secret for a long time.”

A shiver curled down my spine.

What was the meaning of his words?

Had all my plans not to act suspiciously been in vain?

Anxiously, I stared at him as I waited for his words.

Panther cackled loudly and pinched my check roughly. Why so serious?”

“S-serious?”

“Plans for today?”

I shook my head.

“So you’re not spending time with your friend today?” Panther said nonchalantly, eager for me to make a mistake.

That was enough confirmation that he was either following me around or at least felt a bit threatened to do something about the situation.

He didn’t know about the stick. He couldn’t-because if he did, he would’ve turned the house upside down. Other than my identity, which would also jeopardize him for lying to Marvin-he did not have a single thing on me.

“W-what friend?” I frowned, folding my arms. Panther, who had probably expected me to confess and cry for forgiveness, seemed startled that things were not going his way.

“Nothing.” He smiled with trembling lips. “Come on. I’ll take you out today-we’ll visit Marvin at work.”

I knew what he was thinking.

She thinks she’s safe because she has Marvin, so I’ll take the DEA agent’s daughter to his workplace and show her what kind of monster he is.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I opposed to the idea, knowing it could change my opinion on the love of my life. I was aware of what kind of work he did because he owed up to it-but I did not feel the need to watch it in live-action.

“Why not?” Panther smirked. “If one day you’re planning to become the main woman of this house, you should know what he’s been up to.”

All I could do was glare at him.

“Don’t worry, today is not really an eventful day-so we can go.” Panther stated, not giving me a chance to decide. “I’m ready when you are.”

“Ready when I am?” I chuckled in disbelief, pulling out my phone to share my live location with Victoria. If he did decide to kill me, he could try-but I could only promise one thing. He would go down for it.

The drive was the most uncomfortable situation I had ever experienced in my life. With neither of us saying a word, the tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife.

Panther sensed I didn’t trust him anymore, just as I had sensed that he had been keeping an eye on me.

What if he suspected Tiago of opening his mouth and would end up hurting him?

No, he couldn’t-at least not yet.

“We’re here, come on.” He stopped the car, interrupting my deep thoughts.

I stepped out of the car and felt my head spin at the uncomfortable scenery.

This area looked nothing like the Castillo estate. If anything, this seemed like the part of town Dad and Alex told me to stay away from.

I let my eyes wander around the poor state of the neighborhood before staring at the grey and gruesome packhouse in front of me.

“Come on!” Panther wrapped his hand around my wrist, pulling me along with him. I felt so out of place. It even made me tighten my grip around Panther.

Dad used to tell me stories about how he and Stevie took down these disgusting labs and how sometimes they would find underage and trafficked girls inside.

Do you guys do that?’ I remembered asking Marvin a few weeks ago. I could only breathe because he nearly gagged at my words and told me The Castillo’s would never be as pathetic to force anyone to work for them.

His words at that time were loud and clear. It’s the same way my grandmother was dragged to the states, so it’s against our protocol.” He said.

But did that really make them all that better? They were still creating and selling drugs that ruined people’s lives. People with families and children.

No, Elena, stop it.

Whatever his plan might be, this is exactly what Panther wanted.

I could see those present in the packhouse were, luckily adults, backing up Marvin’s statement.

A group of men stopped what they were doing and shot me looks of curiosity as Panther led me through

the house.