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

Chapter 323

“So then that woman asked me if I had a nice dinner.” I rolled my eyes. It was a good thing I decided to join them out back, considering Marvin hadn’t even told me about this rumor. “I was a bit bloated from the food, so I rubbed my belly and told her that the baby’s doing well.”

Panther and Lucas listened attentively as I tried my hardest to explain the misunderstanding, which I hadn’t even been aware of. Apparently, Marvin and I were the talk of the town after Misty’s parents told everyone we were engaged and expecting a child.

Was that why Marvin kept his distance from me?

Was he embarrassed?

Panther burst out laughing. “See, and that’s why it’s better to keep your mouth shut.” He gave me his unwanted advice. “I had to learn it the hard way, but these rich people..they don’t know how to communicate.”

“Yes!” I agreed.

Panther, who was drunk, grabbed my hand. “They’re not like you and me.” He said. “But that’s why Nike you you’re like my little sister-

Due to his coughing fit, he was unable to finish his sentence. It didn’t matter because I didn’t even want him to finish it. Little sister? I was indeed a little sister, but only to Alex. The brother I had distanced myself from to be with Marvin.

“Hey, are you okay?” Lucas, who was still sober, asked me. He carefully placed his hand on top of mine and looked into my eyes as if he was asking me for permission.

“I’m good, thank you.” I lowered my head, knowing Lucas wasn’t buying it. “Is it your family?” He whispered.

My eyes turned big, and I raised my head to look at Panther-but all I could hear were his snores. He clearly couldn’t take his liquor very well.

“Don’t worry about him. He’s done for the night.” Lucas chuckled. “We should head back inside and talk.” He suggested. “I want to get to know you.”

Get to know me why?

“We shouldn’t leave Panther alone,” I told him, but Lucas didn’t care.

“Pedro is a grown man, and he can take care of himself.

Hearing him call Pedro by his birth name was proof enough that Lucas was a determined and opinionated person who had a mind of his own.

Quite the opposite of Marvin, who obeyed his dad’s every word until he couldn’t take it anymore.

Almost forced to go along with Lucas, I got up from the couch and followed him back inside. He was the one who could expose my identity whenever he felt like it, so I had to keep him close. Who knew if he would be keeping his word?

“So, can I offer you something else to drink?”

“No, I’m good.” Lucas shook his head. He sat down at the kitchen table while I joined him. “So, where is Marvin?” He jumped right into the subject.

“W-why?”

“Because he happens to be my brother.” Lucas raised his brow and smirked. “We didn’t start off on the right foot, and both of our encounters ended with him having…anger issues.”

Anger issues?

“He’ll be here soon.” I nodded. “At least…I think he will

“Are you guys fighting?”

“No, he’s just busy!” I clarified.

“With?”

“Stuff.”

doubtful look and watched as uncomfortable laughter left

Lucas was a workaholic who could not draw a line between playing detective and having

your mom and…Marvin’s dad?” I asked. If he was allowed to do it, I was allowed to do it as well. Lucas nodded.

mom passed away. She used to be

sorry

pretty tight. I

his intentions. He said

interesting.” Lucas went

“What?”

ending the conversation.

you keeping your identity a secret?” Lucas didn’t pass

even that open

good decision.” He spoke.

really like that.” I defended myself. At least, that was something I was trying

you chose love over family,” Lucas repeated. I looked around the room, ensuring there weren’t any

if that’s what you want to

his face. “I’m sorry, I didn’t want to make you feel

it. Lucas

He wondered. “Is it because you’re used to the people in this

doing it again,

someone challenging to read, and I couldn’t quite figure him out yet. He had so

they don’t.”

my dad and my brother-I really do.” I defended my actions. “Just putting it out there because I don’t want you to get the wrong

on Lucas’

urge to tell him to smile more often, as it made him look more attractive-but

after an awkward moment of silence. Just like that.

stick, and so do her sons.” He raised his brows. I figured this had to do with these ‘encounters’ with Marvin, because as far as I was concerned-Marvin didn’t care that

“Mario’s been nice.

“And Karina?”

“Highly unstable, probably one line away from OD’ing, but oh well, she has a good personality and has been texting me every single day.”

maintaining a healthy relationship with his family, that was definitely something he had to

you dated your pen pal before? Is that something you do

chills throughout my body, suddenly remembering that I had already told this man my whole life story. If anything, him being here was dangerous-so

“No…first time.”

subject could get anywhere, Marvin entered the kitchen with a paled expression on his face.

a chair and wrapped his arm around my

as he turned to meet my

it as well.” I playfully pushed away his arm. Marvin’s cheeks flushed red. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know that was a crime.” He spoke. “I guess

Anyone would’ve thought Marvin had been in prison for

see you were having fun without me.” He finally turned

“She’s not my type.

trying to do here, but

tone all too well because he used that whenever he

raised his hand to stop me from talking.

think

explain himself. “I’m sorry, I was just trying to get on your good

girl right in front of

mean to offend

this was a sign that Marvin felt comfortable enough to joke around with Lucas, meaning perhaps he did want to know him