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

Chapter 305

Elena

“Miss Elena!”

Miss? Who were they calling miss?

The loud knocks on the door terrified me so much, I had nearly slipped myself in the bathroom. I wrapped a towel around my body and ran to the door. Waking up in a new home was still a lot to get used to.

“Yes, yes I’m here!” I opened the door. The maid in front of me looked from the towel around my body to the wet floor. “Yes,” I cleared my throat.

“Y-yes.” The maid frowned. “We’re ready to serve you your breakfast. Where would you like to eat?”

Did they make me breakfast?

“Where would I like to eat?”

I noticed a slight hint of annoyance in the maid’s eyes, covered with a fake smile. “The dining room, the ballroom, garden-”

“Oh, the backyard will do!” I nodded awkwardly. I was always the one taking care of my dad, but this time someone was actually taking care of me.

“Get dressed…and you can come down whenever you’re ready.”

After the maid had left, I did as told and got dressed. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t hungry because I always was.

I made my way to the hallway, but before I could take another step-another maid was already in front of me.

“Please follow me, miss.”

Without saying another word, I followed the woman through the mansion to the backyard and stared in awe. Marvin hadn’t shown me this spot before. My eyes automatically moved to the large pool, as I had already made plans to make good use out of it.

“Any allergies we should know about?” The maid led me to a set table near the pool. I ran to the table and looked at the several dishes. “No.” I smiled, pulling out a chair. “And it’s a bit too late for that-don’t you think?”

A scoff escaped from the maid’s lips. Yup, they did not like me at all. “Please, enjoy.”

“I will, thank you,” I spoke, unbothered. “And I don’t want to be annoying-but do you know where I can find Marvin?”

“I’ll tell him you’ve been looking for him.”

“Thank you.”

The maid turned away, giving me enough time to admire the food from up close. The table was filled with pancakes, bacon and eggs, and so much more. I grabbed myself a plate, filled it with whatever I could, and began eating.

“Taste good, doesn’t it?” A shadow blocked the sun from my face. The feeling of a sudden hand on my shoulder made me flinch, but before I could react-Victor had revealed himself.

“Hi.” I greeted him, dropping my fork. Victor pulled out a chair and sat down. “Good morning.” He greeted. “Mind if I join you?”

of asking if he had already made himself

please.” I smiled. “It’s not my house.”

you from destroying that plate-please continue.” He spoke. I

“I’m sorry

It was good to know Marvin

“It’s okay.”

hummed. “Yes–you and Marvin both

supposed to mean?

“What we wanted?”

what you

he finally opened

“His feelings?”

escaped from Victor’s lips as he brushed his hand through his hair. “Wait, he

I asked, confused. Was he really

if he hasn’t, we should just forget we ever had this conversation.” Victor

chair. He stole a strawberry from my plate and ruffled his hand through my hair as I was still trying

into me?

followed his gaze and looked at Marvin and Tiago, who made their way over from a distance. If there was one

previous conversation and the real reason why I had no issue staying here.He had yet to give me a

“Tiago!” I held up

his attention on Victor. “Are you

right, Elena?” Victor nudged me. I smiled at Marvin and gave

moved my eyes back to Tiago. “Do

Victor interrupted me. He slammed his arm around Tiago’s shoulder,

a name if these people weren’t going to let me speak

I join you?” Marvin sat down, following the same routine as Victor-but this

please.” I

my plate and

for Marvin. “Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, and you shouldn’t skip it,” I spoke with a slight blush on my

I’m sorry Tiago had to leave so quickly-but he’s visiting Anya for

sentence. It was understandable, and the last thing I wanted

This is a big step.” Marvin agreed. “Enough about

I can’t even explain!” I gushed, thinking about the enormous amount of space on the bed. Marvin

so good. I don’t have

my lips.

looked into his eyes. The most challenging thing about

he being nice because he was a good person, or was he flirting with me? What if Victor was lying? Why would Marvin even discuss

Marvin chuckled. “I am,” I spoke, hypnotized. “I’m trying to figure you out?”

away with a smirk on his lips. Well,

today?” Marvin leaned back in his chair. “Not today,” I shook my head. I hadn’t even told

house wouldn’t be too bad. I needed some air, and some