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.

not the issue, though, because I wasn’t looking for a boyfriend, and the big and bold letters

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

It would only be a one-time thing, and I 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

Hi, Marvin!

name is

you, I’m also from San Diego.

saw your profile on the message board and read you needed someone to talk to

I can be

for a challenge, I would like for you to solve

of bars won’t keep a prisoner in

From,

Lena.

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

I shrugged. “I send the email,

spoke. I quickly closed my laptop and stood

I did not want him to see how I had been

My dad smiled at us before his eyes moved towards my laptop. “Is it something I’m

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

by his arm and led him out of

early-how was work?”

disaster.” My dad sighed as we 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.

walk

you know the evidence is

and looked into my eyes.

My dad and brother had this unhealthy obsession with fighting crime, and even though I was not allowed to receive all that information,

mom ran off and abandoned the family to live with some criminal lover when I was just five years

why my dad and Alex wanted to

best friend and the man who used to

with eyes full

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

visit tomorrow!”

and did not have a good reason why I was even jealous of my best friend, but I couldn’t

met each other in university, and both shared the same dream, the dream to become a lawyer. Tori succeeded, while I had to deal with

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

prepared his tea and knew