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

Chapter 278

Elena

“Stupid, stupid, stupid!” I bumped my forehead against the sink in the restroom. After seeing him, I freaked out and made a run for it—and now I was too afraid to face him.

The cold expression on his face was enough to prove that he was not that happy to see me either. I mean, it was understandable-after I had walked out on him for a second time.

Marvin was Tiago’s brother?

Tiago was Marvin’s brother?

Marvin and Tiago were brothers?

It was all so obvious, and the signs were literally there, but I couldn’t see it. I was aware of Tiago’s last name, but I couldn’t make the connection because it didn’t make sense. How could someone as sweet and soft as Tiago, who could not even look someone in the eye, be part of a cartel family?

What about Linda and Karina? One was way too kind, and the other one way too stupid.

“Oh my god, I’m at a cartel wedding.”

The realization had finally kicked in, and so did the fact that my dad and Alex were probably nearby, and if they would’ve seen me inside-they would’ve dragged me by the hair to get me the hell out of here.

“I should leave!” I spoke as I stared at my reflection. That was the only thing going through my mind. I should leave. I couldn’t be here, and neither could Rona or anyone else for that matter. How could she, of all people, not recognize him at the cocktail bar after I showed her a picture of him?

I took a deep breath and replayed the past few weeks in my head. Dad and Alex were so invested in the case where this Danny Hernandez dude got arrested in our bar, and right after that, Rona had told me about Tiago’s brother. I should’ve known back then, but I was too stupid and missed the signs.

Was I really a DEA agent daughter? Did I had the right to call myself Elena Torres?

What would Victoria think? Someone like her would’ve been judging me, especially now that they were representing the guy the Castillo’s had reportedly set up for murder.

“Guys, it’s the time!” Tiffany called out. I panicked and grabbed my phone to call my dad, but my mind went back to Anya. “I am not a bad person. I am not a bad person.” I whispered with closed eyes. What would H even tell my dad?

I’m at the wedding of my prison pen pal’s brother, who also happened to have murdered your best friend and partner. His name is Marvin Castillo, and if looks could kill-I would’ve been dead by now because I left him behind on our

date.

No, that would’ve been embarrassing on my part, and I wasn’t ready for that. I also wasn’t prepared to ruin Anya’s day. I could tell that she was a kind girl who just wanted to marry her high school sweetheart. Running away just wasn’t an option because that also meant I had to bail on Rona-and I did not want the cocktail bar to receive a bad review.

be a good girl, finish your job and leave,” I spoke to myself. I looked crazy, but it didn’t really matter anymore. My hands were shaking as I reached for the handle to open the door. I didn’t have to could

was I kidding? He was my partner.

my eyes as an impatient guy stood in front of me. “Finally,

groomsmen, who was probably unaware of what kind

were trembling, and he seemed like he could cry any minute,

you.” I patted his shoulder before I walked off

the room, and the only thing which stopped me from bumping into. someone

my hands. “It’s time to

and I could sense him staring. All the noise in the room had completely disappeared as all I could

his biggest enemy and the one who

better, I would’ve said you are the one getting married.” Marvin

believe it.

talking to me?

at him while he still carried the same stoned expression on his face. Was he flirting with me?

shook his head in

he was

got on my nerves. Why was he pretending like this was our first meeting? Was I so irrelevant that he didn’t remember me, or did

wouldn’t come after me to kill me, so why was it bothering me? He wasn’t asking me any

as I kept staring at him and took in his perfect side profile. Behind that face of an angel was a personality of a demon. What if he was plotting my murder at this very moment and was just waiting for the right time? What if he found out about my dad’s identity and was just playing with

me?

attached themselves to Marvin’s legs. “Spin me around!” The younger one of the pair ordered as she stuck out her hands. I was surprised when Marvin picked her up and

“Next time, okay?”

scoffed and rolled my eyes. Of course, little children loved grown-ups who looked like princes and did not know who they were dealing with. Being kind to children was just part of his act. A

that the three of you are very important?” He ruffled his hand through the boy’s hair. “Anya and Tiago won’t be able

girls. “And the two of you…. Anya will turn into a monster if you don’t break the curse and decorate her path

“Wow.” They spoke in unison. He even got me fooled for a second, but I quickly realized that this was all part of his nice guy act, and

my

with the biggest con artist of the century. What bothered me even more than his identity and lack of brains was his carefree personality. I would rather

if I lost control over my eyes as I once again stared at Marvin. I knew he could see me, but he didn’t seem to mind, and I was wondering what was going through his head. Without any warning, Marvin turned around to stare at me the

waiting for him to make a comment, but it never came-and the look in his became too much

eyes

I once

and looked down at our intertwined hands. “Right,” I mumbled. My hands were warm and sweaty, while his hands were the opposite. His touch felt cold and calm, meaning he did not felt as threatened by my