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,

whenever he made me feel bad. “I’m good, thank you,” I turned him down. “I think I’ll be leaving early

dad 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 sick of you.”

his joke, and I was not about

please have a nice day

the last table.” I smiled at my boss, Rona. She looked over the counter and scanned the tables with her eyes. “You’re finished. You can go home.”

people who I had served for the day. We worked with eight other people, but I was the manager of this place which meant I carried the

wasn’t that much older than I was, and we got along well. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t

been around three

started my job, but I enjoyed it here. It was better than sitting behind a desk all day, that was for sure. I was mainly here for my skills as a mixologist. I had always created

fact that I was such a good person, and I did not

spoke once again. “I only have to count the money, don’t waste your time and enjoy your

“You know you want me to keep you company!” I smirked.

could’ve just asked

knew you were going

see my dad at the kitchen table

someone else. “Maybe I can show you some of my new recipes after we’re finished.” I smiled. “Maybe you can,” Rona spoke.

stories to share?” She asked. “What

with her. She was an excellent person to talk to and always listened to whatever I had to say.

“A prisoner?”

I told you about?” I freshened up her memories. “Yes.” Rona nodded. “You mean your friend who called you boring and dared you to do something which your dad would never allow?”

“Yes, that one!”

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

I shrugged at the end 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

look at the message board and look for someone to write,” I explained. “I chose to send