His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 249

“What? No!”

Gabriel was one of the many exes who my dad had scared away. He wasn’t that ‘friendly, and neither was my brother. If it were up to them, I would remain single until the very day I died. According to them, no one was good enough for me. “How could we even reunite when you scared him off.”

“Oh,” My dad spoke, flustered. “You’re right. I did scare him off.”“

He took a sip from his tea and went into deep thoughts. “What could you possibly be hiding from me?” He mumbled.

Nothing, dad, the only thing I’m hiding from you is that I’ve emailed one of the people you despise the most-a felon.

“I was buying your birthday gift. It wasn’t meant for your eyes.” I teased him. Even though he was

liculous, I couldn’t help but feel bad and didn’t want him to crack his brains over nothing. “Birthday

He smiled, relieved. “I can live with that.”

ill you be home for dinner tonight?”

No, I told him. “I’m working a late shift, so don’t wait up for me.”

I felt terrible for abandoning him, but he was breathing in my neck, and it was slowly getting on my nerves. I loved my dad and brother, but their overprotective behavior on top of their occupation didn’t exactly help me.

The fact that my dad and my brother were DEA agents had always embarrassed me. Whenever I told anyone that my family worked for the government, they didn’t hesitate and took their distance from me,

asked in a sad tone. I hated whenever he made

joked. The unfortunate thing which he hadn’t realized was that it was the reality. I needed my space, and I couldn’t be stuck in a house with him any longer. “You got me,” I smiled. “I’m

I was playing along with his joke, and I was not about to ruin

that case, please have a nice day at

at my boss, Rona. She looked over the counter and scanned the tables with her eyes. “You’re finished. You

exhausted and couldn’t keep up with the number of people who I had served for the day. We worked with eight other people, but I was the manager of this place which

I was, and we got along well. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t have the opportunity to

had only been around three months

day, that was for sure. I was mainly here for my skills as a mixologist. I had always created my own recipes, and they always seemed to perform well.

I hated the fact that I was such a good person, and I did not have it

once again. “I only have to count the money, don’t waste

and sat down. “You know you want me to keep you

could’ve just asked

knew you were going to offer?” Rona commented. “Don’t worry. I’ll make

kitchen table while he waited for my return. I didn’t mind staying

hear it from someone else. “Maybe I can show you some of my

to share?” She asked. “What did you

with her. She was an excellent person to talk to and always listened to whatever I had to say. Rona stopped what she was doing and looked at me

“A prisoner?”

“Yes.” Rona nodded. “You mean your friend who

“Yes, that one!”

write a prisoner?” Rona laughed out loud. “You

of the day. It was all that truly mattered. I always had the urge to show everyone that I made my own rules, regardless of my dad and

Rona wondered. It was something I also didn’t know until Victoria showed me how. “You create a profile, take a look at the message