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

Chapter 342

Marvin

It had only been a few hours since I watched the video Anya left behind, along with countless files containing shocking information about Panther’s betrayal. Not only Panter, but also Tiago, the one I would take a bullet for.

And poor Anya…..

Poor Anya had to pay with her life for trying to expose him. She could’ve told me the truth, she could’ve asked for my help-but she didn’t. Her love for Tiago must’ve been so big, she must’ve wanted enough evidence to show me he got manipulated.

I felt shocked, numb, and in utter disbelief that my friend, my brother, had been betraying me. And on top of that, I had to deal with Elena’s lies.

How could I have been so blind? How could I have allowed myself to be played by three people I thought I could trust? I had always believed that I was strong, that my instincts were sharp. Yet, I was deceived.

Me.

The heir of the Castillo.

All this time I had been keeping a close eye on Victor, while it were those three I really had to look out for.

For a second, I wondered if I had been too harsh on Elena-but then, I realized I wasn’t. She was the daughter of George Torres, an acquaintance of Stevie Maddens.

The same man who’s murder I took the blame for, only to save my brother who didn’t give a shit about

Panther, who had been like my brother hurt me more than Tiago and Elena combined. I had known him for ages, he was supposed to be by my side-dad and I gave him everything.

I guess this was his thanks.

I couldn’t help but wonder where all of that greed had gotten from. Cisco was my only nephew. Of course I would give the world. He didn’t need to be the heir or the boss for that.

Damn it, Panther.

Why did he had to take it that far?

minor misdemeanor.

would have his head, literally. A slow and painful

betray or family. Panther would then most likely mention Elena’s mistakes, which would also get

didn’t want that.

had to die, for the family’s sake, and Elena’s sake. There was no escaping that. What I could

anymore. My own blood, my brother had chosen to deceive me, to conspire against me. I couldn’t allow that kind of

behavior made my blood boil, but I kept my face neutral. I couldn’t let

the truth about Elena. This is how

all along.

greeted me.

maintain my composure as I grew a fake smile on my lips. “Yeah, I’m doing fine. Much better,

said, opening the fridge and grabbing a drink. He took a long sip, and all I could do was fight

that

I cut him off. I didn’t give

you still

him, “I

before responding. T’d say she’s a good distraction. You know, keeps your mind

like the family

“Good for you or good for me?”

amused by the question. “Does it matter?” He

answer him. Instead, I moved on to the next step of my plan.

the morning.” I informed him. Since the two wanted to behave like

staying in the countryside with the Armando’s, but I wanted him to learn a lesson about

his life, and

regarding his knowledge about

“Why do you want to pick him

get back to the way they’re supposed

morning, we were on the road for a four-hour drive. Panther, as oblivious as ever, chatted

to notice the storm of emotions raging inside me, and thank god for

could barely contain my anger at his betrayal, and my hands were tightly clutching the wheel, knuckles