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

Chapter 335

Elena

I held my phone in my hands-waiting for Victoria’s text. It had been days, but there was still no message about the stick.

“Lena.”

I flinched hearing the voice of the person I despised the most and almost jumped from my chair. “P- Panther?” I brushed my hair to the side, appearing as casual as possible. “I thought you were….out.

“Yes, out.” He slowly stepped closer and released a chuckle. “You would like that, wouldn’t you?”

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I held in my breath as Panther stood in front of me with only a few inches between us.

“Did I do something to make you feel uncomfortable?” Panther’s finger moved to a strand of my hair. “Elena, do I seem scary to you?”

“No, of course not!”

He shot me a strange look and knocked his fist on my forehead. “So all this time, I’ve been worrying over nothing? I’m glad to hear that.” He said. “Especially since I’ve had your back since the beginning and kept your secret for a long time.”

A shiver curled down my spine.

What was the meaning of his words?

Had all my plans not to act suspiciously been in vain?

Anxiously, I stared at him as I waited for his words.

Panther cackled loudly and pinched my check roughly. Why so serious?”

“S-serious?”

“Plans for today?”

I shook my head.

“So you’re not spending time with your friend today?” Panther said nonchalantly, eager for me to make a mistake.

That was enough confirmation that he was either following me around or at least felt a bit threatened to do something about the situation.

He didn’t know about the stick. He couldn’t-because if he did, he would’ve turned the house upside down. Other than my identity, which would also jeopardize him for lying to Marvin-he did not have a single thing on me.

“W-what friend?” I frowned, folding my arms. Panther, who had probably expected me to confess and cry for forgiveness, seemed startled that things were not going his way.

“Nothing.” He smiled with trembling lips. “Come on. I’ll take you out today-we’ll visit Marvin at work.”

I knew what he was thinking.

She thinks she’s safe because she has Marvin, so I’ll take the DEA agent’s daughter to his workplace and show her what kind of monster he is.

I was aware of what kind of work he did because

smirked. “If one day you’re planning to become the main woman of this house, you should know what he’s

do was glare at him.

really an eventful day-so we can go.” Panther stated, not giving me a

live location with Victoria. If he did

life. With neither of us saying a word,

didn’t trust him anymore, just as I had sensed that he had been keeping an eye on me.

his mouth and would end up hurting him?

least not yet.

stopped the car, interrupting my deep

felt my head spin at

looked nothing like the Castillo estate. If anything, this seemed like the part of

state of the neighborhood before staring at the grey and gruesome packhouse in front

wrist, pulling me along with him. I felt so out of place.

these disgusting labs and how sometimes they would find underage

a few weeks ago. I could only breathe because he nearly gagged

at that time were loud and clear. It’s the same way my grandmother was dragged to the states, so

all that better? They were still creating and selling drugs that ruined people’s lives. People with families and

Elena, stop

plan might be, this is

see those present in the packhouse were, luckily adults, backing up Marvin’s

group of men stopped what they were doing and shot me looks

the house.

work,” Panther told them, pulling me along further.

door leading to a garage. “I think Marvin should

every cent!” A voice cried

blood covering his face before receiving kick after kick. I almost yelped as a man lifted his

realized that it was Marvin’s voice. He was

watched as two men behind him let

today.” Panther whispered, chuckling. “I completely forgot about the liar Marvin has to

froze at his

Liar?

this was what happened to liars? This

Marvin growled, his demanding voice almost unrecognizable. He had always been sweet, patient, and gentle with me. Was that all an act?

No, it wasn’t.

what Panther wants me to think.

level. “I gave you multiple opportunities to give us back the money while you looked me in the eyes and lied.” He said. “And do you know the thing I despise the most in

word and could not escape. “Personally, this

man looked up, pleading. Memories of Marvin’s past words crept into

better than someone you despise pleading for mercy.”

again.” The man rubbed his hands together.

to spare

kill me. I’ll do better-I