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?

not a minor misdemeanor. This was something serious.

Castillo would figure out-he would have his head,

for any other fool trying to betray or family. Panther would then most likely

didn’t want that.

no escaping that. What I could do was give him

him anymore. My own blood, my brother had chosen to

it was him. Panther walked in, humming nonchalantly. His casual behavior made my blood boil, but I kept my face neutral. I couldn’t let him know that I

the truth about Elena. This is how he wanted to control

all along.

Panther greeted me. “You

table, trying to maintain my composure as I grew a fake smile on my lips. “Yeah, I’m doing fine.

fridge and grabbing a drink. He took a long sip, and all I could do was fight the urge not to strangle him right away.

about that

I cut him off. I didn’t give

by the question and let out a chuckle. “Are you still thinking about earlier? Because if it’s

him, “I just want to know your

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

like the

an eyebrow. “Good for you or good

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

I moved on to the next

the morning.” I informed him. Since the two wanted to behave like brothers, they could

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

would pay with his life, and the other with

his knowledge about Panther’s involvement in Anya’s death-Tiago was still

you want to pick him

for things to get back to the way they’re supposed to be. Make sure you’re

road for a four-hour drive. Panther,

to notice the storm of emotions raging inside me, and

and my hands were