His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 248

Book & The Castillo Cartel: Dear Marvin

(She was known to be a good girl, he was known to be a monster-but that does not stop them from falling for each other!

What could go wrong if your prison pen pal ends up being the son and heir of the head of the Castillo cartel? What more could go wrong when your overprotective dad is a DEA agent who is determined to take him down?

When Elena Torres, the daughter of a DEA agent, lost i bet and decided to write a prisoner, she had not expected to get in contact with the son of a cartel boss, Marvin Castillo. What she also didn’t expect was for him to get released from prison or for him to take an interest in her. It was clear that fate didn’t want them to be together. She was known to be a good girl, he was known to be a monster-but that does not stop them from falling for each other.

For how long will Elena be able to keep her identity a secret?

Elena

‘Dear stranger,

You don’t know me, and I don’t know you either.”

“Delete!”

My best friend, Victoria, screeched in my ears. I took another look at the laptop screen and reread my message. “Why?” I asked, confused. “What’s wrong with it?”

Victoria let out an annoyed sigh and grabbed the laptop from my lap. “You’re writing a prisoner, not a poet.” She rolled her eyes. “Have you read this guy’s charges?”

I shrugged my shoulders and read through the endless list of charges.

‘Murder’

Assault

Drug trafficking

I made it easier for myself and stopped the count at the third. “How is this guy even allowed on this website?” I laughed at Victoria. She scrunched up her nose and gave me a frown. “I have no idea.”

To others, it might’ve seemed crazy why I, Elena Torres, a 21-year-old, would even think of writing a prisoner, but it was easy. It was all because of a stupid bet, and now I had to hold my end of the deal and prove Victoria wrong

Marvin Romero was my unfortunate victim. He was 25-years-old and sentenced to life without parole, he wouldn’t be coming out any time soon, or better yet-he wouldn’t be coming out at all

Every time I stared at his picture, I had this urge to drop everything and tell Victoria that she was right and that I was a chicken who lived in my family’s shadows, but I didn’t like losing. Marvin seemed like a scary guy, and he was the exact type my dad did not want me to end up with.

for a boyfriend, and the big and bold letters at the top made it pretty clear. This is not a dating

agreed as my eyes landed on his tattoos. “Would it be bad of me to say he looks like a gang member?” Tori pointed out. I tilted my head and took another look at his countless tattoos. He had only posted. one picture, but I secretly hoped to see more of him. “Hmm, no-l know he

had picked out someone like Marvin Romero on purpose. Guys like him wouldn’t reply. He said it himself-he was bored, which was pretty understandable because it

Hi, Marvin!

name is

you, I’m also from

message board and read you needed someone

what? I can be

and are up for a challenge,

won’t keep a prisoner in

From,

Lena.

I pressed the key. Tori let out a gasp and burst out laughing. “Jesus, Lena.” She giggled. “It looks like you’re sending

send the email, so I won the bet,

what bet?” A voice suddenly spoke. I quickly closed my laptop

reason, I did not want him to see

us before his eyes moved towards my laptop. “Is it

about my dad was that he was annoyingly overprotective, just like my brother, Alex. It might’ve been strange, but coming right back home after university to work as a bartender at a cocktail bar was like a dream come true to them. It was a way for them to keep me safe and a way for them

pulled him by his arm and led him out of

you’re back early-how

made our way to the kitchen. I turned on the kettle to make him some tea and patiently waited to hear his story. “The case of Stevie’s murderer might get dismissed.” He shared. “The Castillo’s planted false evidence, and now they’re going after the wrong murderer, while they’ll

walk free.”

you know the evidence is

deep breath and looked

fighting crime, and even though I was not allowed to receive all that information, my dad shared it

and abandoned the family to live with some criminal lover when I was just five years old. We hadn’t heard from her ever

dad and Alex wanted to protect me, but it was all too much.

and the man who used to sit on the couch every single day, but now he was gone. My dad couldn’t handle the loss of his best friend and

looked at Tori with eyes full of worry. “It’s

him a side-hug. “Of course not, sir.” She

visit tomorrow!”

my best friend, but I couldn’t help it. Tori was intelligent, beautiful, popular, and had a successful career. She worked at her dad’s law firm

dream to become a lawyer. Tori succeeded,

tea bag and some sugar and reached for a cup. “I do. I’ll be home late-so don’t

I prepared his tea and knew what was about to