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,

you dinner?” My dad asked in a sad tone. I hated whenever he made me feel bad. “I’m good, thank you,” I turned him down. “I think I’ll be

hadn’t realized was that it was the reality. I needed my space, and I couldn’t be stuck in a

could tell my dad probably thought I was playing along with his joke, and I was

please have a nice day at work.”

She looked over the counter and scanned the tables

day. We worked with eight other

for a while,” Rona spoke. She wasn’t that much older than I was, and we got along well.

had only been around three months

sure. I was mainly here for my skills as a mixologist. I had always created

you really want me to go?” I spoke awkwardly. I hated the fact that I was such a good person, and I did not have it in me to leave

“I only have to count the money, don’t waste your

her words and sat down. “You know you want me to keep you company!” I smirked. Rona let out a laugh. “Okay, got me.”

just asked so.”

going to offer?” Rona commented. “Don’t

the kitchen table while he waited for my return. I didn’t mind staying away for a little longer. “Take your time, Rona.”

a good person,” Rona praised me. I knew I was, but it felt good to hear it from someone else. “Maybe I can

share?” She asked. “What did you do today?”

prisoner!” I shared with her. She was an excellent person to talk to and always listened to whatever I

“A prisoner?”

that bet I told you about?” I freshened up her memories. “Yes.” Rona nodded. “You mean your friend who called you boring and dared you

“Yes, that one!”

you decided to write a prisoner?” Rona laughed out loud. “You never fail to

I shrugged at the end of the day. It was all that truly mattered. I always had the urge

profile, take a look at the message board and look for someone to write,” I