His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 348

Chapter 348

Elena

One week had passed since Lucas confirmed the meeting with Marvin, and today would finally be the day.

I had spend the past week in a pool of emotions, constantly wondering how it would go. It could go either way. Marvin could either welcome me with open arms, or he had only agreed to meeting me so he could yell at me some more.

I dressed up as best as I could, went out of my comfort zone and pulled out a yellow dress. It used to be my least favorite color, until Marvin told me I looked pretty in it.

My hair fell over my shoulders in soft waves, and I had put in some effort to put on some makeup.

As I checked myself out my reflection in the hallway mirror one last time, I applied the last layer of lipgloss.

“At this rare your lips might fall off. The sound of a voice behind me startled me, and I turned, my heart thumping in my chest. It was dad, standing in the hallway, a faint expression on his face.

My anxiety grew as I met his gaze. He was the last person I wanted to find out about my meeting with Marvin.

“Elena,” his voice was soft, “Who are you getting dolled up for?”

I bit my lower lip, torn between lying and spilling the truth.

“It’s okay.” Dad stepped closer, and pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead. “Go get your man,” He whispered.

I pulled away in shock. “You know?”

Dad didn’t respond, he looked at me with a knowing look in his eyes.

“Are you okay with it?” A breath escaped my lips. His reaction surprised me. I expected anger, disappointment, anything but this calm acceptance.

“I want you to be happy, Lena. One hundred percent happy. And I’ve yet to see that since you came back,” he confessed. “Having you back here has been great, but I want more for you. I want you to have everything you desire.”

“Dad…..”

“You should know… Stevie will always be in my heart. And it will be hard for me to see you with Marvin. But if he makes you happy. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I denied you that happiness.”

Tears welled up in my eyes, and I threw my arms around him, hugging him tightly. Thank you, Dad,” I whispered, feeling a knot in my chest unravel.

He had been vocal over his hatred for the Castillos for years, but he had accepted Lucas into our family. and now he tolerated the idea of Marvin.

He patted my back gently. “Just make sure he’s willing to fight for you as much as you are for him because if he is not, he doesn’t deserve you.”

“I know, dad.” I breathed. “He better be.

I was a nervous wreck, waiting for Marvin at our meeting spot. A familiar diner.

My heart beat out my chest as one minute turned into two. We were two minutes further, and he wasn’t even here yet.

What if he had bailed on me?

Or maybe I just had to relax, considering I showed up too early. My stomach growled, and I looked at the many dishes on the table, all left untouched.

If he would show, I hoped this conversation would go better than our last.

The chime of the diner’s door brought me back from my anxious thoughts. I turned my head, my heart jumping in my chest as I saw him. Marvin.

Our eyes met, and for a moment, everything else faded into the background. He made his way towards me, and I stood up, unsure of what to do.

Do I hug him?

Give him a handshake?

Do nothing at all?

Once Marvin settled in his seat, I followed his steps. I supposed a hug what out of the question, and that feared me this might’ve been nothing more than a closure talk-but I was hoping to be mistaken.

“Hi,” 1 began, my voice hoarse from not speaking.

We locked eyes, the intensity of the moment making my heart flutter in my chest. I couldn’t read his feelings, due to his expression being blank as he met my gaze.

“Hi”

The tension was broken as I laughed nervously, pointing down at the table filled with food. “I ordered everything on the menu.” I explained. “Because I know you like everything”

“That’s something you would do.” Marvin grinned, making me relax. He seemed less angry, less guarded.

gave me a hope.

It

“How have you been, Lena?” He then asked, his voice gentle.

I had missed the sound of his voice, the soft tone that brought comfort in ways no one else’s could

“I’ve been doing well, I responded, forcing a smile. “How about you?”

“Fine,” he responded. His answer was a blatant lie. I knew him too well. I knew how much Panther meant to him. The two were always together, inseparable.

That’s how I also knew he must’ve been heartbroken, but decided not to talk about it. That was Marvin, and I had learned to accept that

“Anything special planned for today?” I asked, hoping to steer the conversation in a lighter direction

“I’m going to a wedding. My dad’s godson, Christian, is getting married, and he can’t make it, so….”

“That’s nice!” I just went with the vibe. “Do you know the bride?”