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.

issue, though, because I wasn’t looking for a boyfriend, and the big and bold letters at the top made it pretty clear. This is not a

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

the email. 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 because

Hi, Marvin!

is Lenag

also

the message board and read

I can be

you would like to talk and are up for a challenge, I would like for you to

kind of bars won’t keep a prisoner in

From,

Lena.

gasp and burst out laughing. “Jesus, Lena.” She giggled. “It looks like you’re sending a mail to a pre-schooler, and what’s up with all the

send the email, so I won the bet,

A voice suddenly spoke. I quickly closed my laptop and stood up to face my

and just for that reason, I did not want him to see how I had been spending my precious time. “Dad,

at us before his eyes moved towards my laptop. “Is it something I’m not allowed to

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

I told my dad. I pulled him by his arm and led him out of my room while I

early-how was

to make him some tea and patiently waited to hear his

scum walk free.”

do you know the

deep breath and looked into my eyes. “I just

brother had this unhealthy obsession with fighting crime, and even though I

with some criminal lover when I was just five years old. We

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

partner was murdered on a mission several years ago. Stevie Maddens was my dad’s best friend 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 was obsessed with bringing

at Tori with eyes full of worry. “It’s not because of me, right?” He asked.

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

visit tomorrow!”

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, and had a successful career.

the same dream, the dream to become a lawyer. Tori succeeded, while I had to deal with rejection after rejection and took the hard decision to

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

know,” My dad began. I already rolled with my eyes as I prepared his tea and knew what was