His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 338

Chapter 338

Elena

“Thank you for everything.” I sighed, thanking Lucas. If anything, I was most grateful to him for not asking too many questions.

“No problem.” He said. “I should thank you for protecting Tiago. I wouldn’t know how to live with myself if something happened to my little brother because of me.”

My little brother.

After coming to the mansion to supposedly take down the Castillos, he called Tiago his little brother and could see past his mistakes.

Perhaps if I told Marvin the truth, he could look past my mistakes.

No, Elena.

He wouldn’t

“I don’t know what happened, but you look tensed.” Lucas noticed, raising a brow. “Will you be alright?” He asked. “Are you alright—are you happy?”

Was I?

That was a question I didn’t have the answer to, and maybe it was because no one cared enough to ask me that question.

“Elena, are you okay?”

“Ye—”

“Elena?” The door opened, revealing Marvin. He looked at Lucas for a split second before wrapping his arms around my body. “Where were you?”

There was a time when I felt the most secure in Marvin’s arms, but now I wasn’t that sure anymore.

Seeing him kill a man in cold blood was not that surprising, but more so shocking. I knew he could do it- but I didn’t think he would actually do it.

“I was out.” I freed myself from Marvin’s grip and stepped back. “I’m okay, don’t worry.” My lips felt dry as I indirectly answered Lucas’ question.

“Then why weren’t you answering your phone?”

As a child in the middle of a scolding, I reached for my phone and scrolled through the endless missed calls. “I didn’t know.” I clarified. “Lucas and I were out, so I must’ve missed it.”

Lucas and I were out?

That was maybe not the best choice of words.

Marvin glared at his brother. “Thank you for bringing her back home, and I’m sorry for the trouble.”

“That’s what owners say when someone finds their dog Lucas chuckled, quickly noticing Marvin was not

amused in any way.

Judging by Lucas’ tone, I could tell his words were also pretty serious.

Was that all I was to him?

Marvin’s dog?

“I’ll be taking my leave then.” He nodded as he turned around and left me all alone with Marvin.

+5 Bonus

I was the one who told him to bring me back here, but at the same time, I was desperate to get inside his car so he could take me the hell away from here.

I wanted to protect Marvin from Panther, but I also wanted to protect myself from both of them. I didn’t know how what I want.

My heart raised as I felt his hand on my shoulder, turning me around, so I had no choice but to look at him. “Elena, 1—”

“No.” I stared into his eyes, knowing he was about to apologize.

I

“Don’t”

“I’m.”

“I don’t care.” I sighed.

“We have to talk about what happened.”

“No, we really don’t,” I begged him to drop it, as talking about it would only make me resent him for keeping someone like Panther by his side. “I knew what I got myself into, and I don’t want to hear it.”

There was no need to call out his friend because Marvin wouldn’t listen to me either way. He was so far gone that telling him his friend was manipulative would not do anything.

Marvin squeezed my hands as a look of desperation appeared in his eyes. “If you don’t want to hear me out, then let me tell you this, at least.” He spoke. “I swear on my life that I will never ever hurt you. Never.”

His words meant nothing because what happened at the warehouse was very clear. He didn’t like liars, and at the end of the day, I was a liar.

Would he really make an exception for me?

“Panther wouldn’t want to hurt you intentionally. I did talk to him, and he feels sorry about everything” I felt disgusted by Marvin’s choice of words. “I know it’s too much to ask, but can’t you just forgive him this once?”

Forgive?

It would only be a matter of time before the truth would reveal itself

“Sure, I can do that.” It pained me to say those words. But can we please go inside now-I’m wearing a crop top, and it’s freezing”

“It’s freezing sure.” Marvin dropped my hand in an instant, creating a distance between us. He walked back inside without giving me a look-and perhaps that was the one thing I needed to realize that I wasn’t ready to let go of him.

I didn’t want him to be the person I saw today, but I also didn’t want him to turn his back on me.

“I’ll give you your space…if that’s what you want. I need to get back anyway.” He spoke, stopping in his