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

Chapter 280

Elena

She meant nothing to me. I saw her as my little social experiment and chose to interact with someone below my status. She is immature, naive, her personality is average, and so are her looks so-

“Man, I should’ve just punched him in the face when I had the chance to,” I complained as I almost ripped the dress from my body. What an odd thing to say when I was the one who had walked out on him.

“So he’s the one who so desperately wanted to meet up with me, and now I’m the issue?” I murmured, confused. He didn’t even seem to regret those hateful words because he had walked away right after.

Even when we were taking the pictures, he did not have the guts to look at me-and I knew that was what I wanted, but I wouldn’t take this slander. Whether he was in the cartel or not.

He made me look ridiculous, desperate, pathetic-while he was the real issue. It was time to stop asking myself why I cared because I finally had my answer. I cared because he put my reputation on the line. What would Tiago and Anya think of me?

“You know what? Fuck it. I’m just going to do it!” I decided. All I had to do was ask him why he would badmouth me after all the conversations we had once shared. Average looks? Yes, I’ve been called immature, stupid and naive, but no one in my entire life has ever called me average, so what were his -standards?

“Lena, who are you talking to?” Rona asked. She was so kind enough to follow me to the dressing room so that I could change back into my uncomfortable dress. Even though the clothing was uncomfortable, it made me feel better than the bridesmaids’ dress.

“I’m not talking to anyone, come and zip me up!”

Rona entered the tiny space and helped me with my dress. “So, what did you think of the brother? He is cute, isn’t he?” She commented. “I caught him staring at you a few times.”

“Oh, really?” I chuckled. I couldn’t put two and two together because I had a lot on my mind-but what was Rona’s excuse?

get his name?” She

you, but I’ll

Rona needed me. We needed the money for the bar-and I could unfortunately not bail on her. It was also a good excuse to address Marvin as I was hungry

do you think I look average?” I asked for her opinion. At least

above average at least,” She agreed with me. So I wasn’t crazy. That was all

scoffed. “Come on,

reception hall to prepare for the feast. I had already been way more involved than expected, and it was time to get to work. What would Alex and dad be doing right now? Were they still around, or did they head home after seeing

that no one could

in a full party mode. I didn’t even get the opportunity to keep an eye on Marvin as all of the drinks were in demand. “It’s a shame we can’t party, but we’re doing good, aren’t we?” Rona pulled me into a side-hug. “And it’s all because of

you—”

effort.” I smiled at her. I knew it was because of me, but at times it was better to

on my shoulder. “Okay, don’t look to the left-but Tiago’s brother is staring at y-”

to the left and stared at Marvin, who looked at me from

but there was something holding me back. What if I came at him

turn away, but things were clearly not

like a challenge, and I could not tell who would win this

her head in his shoulders while Marvin smiled back at her. I could not tell why, but it felt as if my heart had shattered into a

so close to perfection that I even felt insecure looking at it. Her long and healthy jet-black hair tumbled over her shoulders as she switched

me