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

Chapter 320

“No, mom. I promise you-I’m fine!” Amelia spoke through the phone. I sat on the sofa, eavesdropping on her conversation, and couldn’t help but feel jealous.

She appeared to be having some kind of discussion with her mom, which almost reminded me of my dad How would he be doing?

Unfortunately, those were not my concerns anymore. It was the price I had to pay for being with Marvin, and I was willing to pay that price. When I got with Marvin, I knew what I signed up for.

When would Marvin be home?

He had been working since early in the morning, and I would lie if I said that I didn’t miss him. Although I wasn’t alone, the lack of company in this house was slowly getting to me.

“I’m so sorry you had to hear all of that,” Amy spoke, ending her phone call. “It was my mom, and you know how moms get.”

No, I don’t-because I don’t have a mom.

“Yes, don’t worry about it.” I faked a smile. “But she seems to be worried, is everything okay?”

“Amazing!” Amy nodded. “Because of Marvin, I get to take care of my family-and all of that while he actually meant to kill me.”

“What?”

“T-that’s clearly a joke.” Amy stammered, surprised. So he was supposed to kill her? I didn’t know whether to feel relieved that he didn’t or concerned because he was actually capable of doing so.

Relax, Elena. You knew this all along

I had promised myself to stay away from all that cartel crap because it was probably for the best. I had to

move on.

“What’s with the look on your face? “I heard Marvin’s voice.

With a big smile, I turned around to face him, but that smile had quickly vanished as he covered his cheek. “Oh my god!” I stepped closer.

Curious, I grabbed Marvin’s hand to pull it away from his cheek, revealing a noticeable red bruise. “Who did this to you? What happened?” I asked as Marvin released a chuckle.

had worse, and here I was-acting all concerned. “Actually, never mind- are

covered her mouth, trying to hold back her laughter. “Marvin, it’s like you have blush on your cheek.” She giggled.

his arms.

shot each other a look, rolling our eyes. “He doesn’t

give the two of you some space-so

Marvin spoke. “You worked hard today,

+5 Bonus

manicures today, so I don’t know about that.”

safely and

Amy left. I ignored his words and moved my hand to the red bruise on his cheek.

you were supposed to be this strong and amazing guy.” I pouted. There was definitely more to it. I could see it in his eyes. He was just doing all of this to ease the tension, but strangely enough, I was

asked. I was very cautious with my questions because Marvin promised not to lie anymore-but I had never expected him to become an

into a fight…with your

the bruise because he didn’t get

Victor?

fight your brother? I wondered. “You shouldn’t fight your brother,” I spoke, remembering Alex. Growing up, we

most.

with these questions, and I really had to stay

through my hair and looked at me with a sarcastic smile on his lips. “He’s not my brother…and he called you a whore,

Okay, Screw Victor.

I spoke in disbelief. The thing which worried me the most was probably his family. I knew all of this didn’t look good and that it looked like I was after Marvin’s money. People had been

Marvin

took a breath. “I just don’t want to become

me off. “I’m not just going to stand there and let him disrespect

“Okay.”

do today?” Marvin changed the subject. “Other than your….manicure.”

I did not have work today, and I didn’t have anyone to hang out with— which was I dragged poor Amelia out

just waiting for you.”

escaped from Marvin’s lips. “Of course.” He spoke proudly. Seeing the satisfied look on his face made my day because that meant he wasn’t tired of me.

accidentally wiped some chocolate on our white bedroom wall,” I confessed.

“No problem.”