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.

a boyfriend, and the big and bold letters

member?” Tori pointed out. I tilted my head and took another look at his countless tattoos. He had only posted. one

out someone like Marvin Romero on purpose. Guys like him wouldn’t reply. He said it himself-he

Hi, Marvin!

name is

like you, I’m also from San Diego.

saw your profile on the message board and read you

can be that

and are up for a challenge, I would like for you to solve this riddle

won’t keep a prisoner in

From,

Lena.

out a gasp and burst out laughing. “Jesus, Lena.” She giggled.

“I send the email, so I won

what bet?” A voice suddenly spoke. I quickly closed my laptop and stood up to

just for that reason, I did not want him to see how I had been spending my

Victoria greeted him. My dad smiled at us before his eyes moved towards my laptop. “Is it something

right back home after university to work as a bartender at a cocktail bar was like a dream come true to them. It

I pulled him by his arm and led him out

back early-how

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

scum walk

do you know the evidence

and looked into my eyes. “I just

brother had this unhealthy obsession with fighting crime, and even though I was not allowed to receive all that information, my dad shared it because he wanted me to prepare myself for the

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

to

Stevie Maddens was my dad’s best friend and the man who used to sit

Tori kissed my check. My dad looked at Tori with eyes

course not, sir.” She spoke. “I have to

visit tomorrow!”

walked out the door. At times I couldn’t believe myself and did not have a good reason why I was even jealous of my best friend, but I couldn’t help it. Tori was intelligent, beautiful, popular,

succeeded, while I had to deal with

a tea bag and some sugar and reached for a cup. “I do. I’ll be home late-so

with my eyes as I prepared his tea and knew what was about to come. “You can always stop working