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

Chapter 302

Elena

After a long day of work, I was finally on my way back home.

How was I going to find a way to talk to Tiago?That was the only thing going through my mind.

Getting the name of Maddens real killer was one way to kill two birds with one stone. I could clear Marvin’s name, and I could save my dad’s career.

Several minutes later, I arrived home and made my way inside. Surprisingly enough, all the lights were turned off, which possibly meant my dad was probably in one of his weird moods.

“Dad?”

“Alex?”

I called out their names but got no answer in return. A small part of me was starting to get worried, especially after seeing the suitcases at the staircase. Would he be okay?

“Dad?”

dad looked up from the

Curious, I made my way to the living room and watched as my couch. The half-empty bottle beside him was enough proof that something was bothering him. He was drunk.

“Oh, here you are!” I smiled. Perhaps my cheerful mood could take away his worries. The expression on his face had not changed as he looked at me with his sharp eyes. “Here I am.” He slurred his words.

“What are those suitcases? Are you going on a trip?”

My dad grabbed the bottle beside him and took a long sip. “No, they are yours.”

“Mine?”

He slammed the bottle to the table and tapped the glass with his fingernails. “Elena, I’m going to ask you a question-and you have to tell me the truth.” He spoke with closed eyes. It was probably about one of his crazy theories, and he needed my opinion.

“Sure, what is it?”

I stumbled back and grabbed the door for support as my dad stood up from the sofa. No words could leave my mouth, as all I could think about what his unexpected question.I was so careful.

“What?”

“Are the two of you together?” He closed his eyes in annoyance.

“No-”

“Elena!”

“No, I promise!”

He grabbed a pile of papers and made his way to me as I held in my breath. The smell of alcohol was too much for me to handle. “Then what is this?”

pictures, they were pictures of all the times Marvin and I had met.What was the meaning of

wasn’t crazy after all.”It doesn’t matter.” He sighed. The one thing he didn’t know was that both of us had the same goal. I wanted to find Stevie’s killer just as much, but he was so obsessed with Marvin that

I can explain!”

don’t want to hear it.”

this

I flinched at his tone and kept my mouth shut.

your shit and get out.”

to take care of him? Who was going to make sure he was alright, got enough of sleep, enough to eat-who was going to

“Dad-”

liars, gangsters, or mob wives in this household- take

His own daughter?

me to the hallway while I yelped in pain.

your shit and

away from my father’s grip and covered my body with his. “What

kicking me

spoke, startled. “Dad,

us this entire time, and she’s still in contact with

to face me, and all I could

know it looks bad, but I

laughter, causing me to turn around again. What was so funny? Ganging up on me? Bullying me? Kicking

whore like your mother, there’s nothing more to explain!”

could hear a pin drop. Neither of us said a word, and the tension was high until I

spoke, offended. I leaned in closer, making sure he would catch every single word. “You’re a pathetic abusive man who wants to ruin other people’s happiness because you can’t find your own,” I told him. “Let’s face it, you’ve already lost mom, you’ve lost me, you’re obsessed with Stevie Maddens whose bones are rotting six feet under, and after Alex leaves your ass,

reached my cheek, but before he could slap me, Alex held his arm to stop him. My dad and I had gone through a lot of stuff, but this was as far as I could go. Calling me names was one thing, but getting physically abusive

on me without me putting up a fight, including my dad. I was not in the mood for the ambulance to take him away, and I didn’t want to get locked up for murder-so it was

to the door. “I hate you. I don’t want

don’t want to see you either!” My dad yelled

not paying for shit

his best. I looked at my

my brother be

let Alex choose, and I still cared for my dad’s safety. I did not want him to

and started walking. I had no further plans, but I did know one thing-and that was that I could not

of walking, it felt as if my legs were going numb. “Elena?” A car pulled up beside me. Shocked,

was he doing here?

even

the car and walked to the trunk to put in my suitcases. Panther seemed confused but did not react as I sat down

here?” I wondered. The panther

you doing in my car?” He turned around the

are you

answer my question and drove off, which I didn’t mind at all. I had no complaints whatsoever about leaving this

an informant?” Panther suddenly

“Huh?”

if my life had ended. It seemed like today was not my day as yet again, another secret of mine

partner of agent Stevie Maddens who had quite the connection with the Castillo’s, and Marvin in particular…” Panther continued. I peaked at the locked car door