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,

sad tone. I hated whenever he made me feel bad. “I’m good, thank you,” I turned him down. “I think I’ll

was that it was the reality. I needed my space, and

his face, I could tell my dad probably thought I was playing along with his joke, and I was not about to ruin

have a nice day at

at my boss, Rona. She looked over the counter and scanned the tables with

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

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

around

sitting behind a desk all day, that was for sure. I was mainly here for my skills as

to go?” I spoke awkwardly. 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

you want me to keep you company!” I smirked. Rona let

just asked so.”

going to offer?” Rona commented.

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

but it felt good to hear it from someone else.

stories to share?” She asked. “What

to and always listened to whatever I had to say. Rona stopped what she was doing and looked at me with

“A prisoner?”

nodded. “You mean your friend who called you

“Yes, that one!”

Rona laughed

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

It was something I also didn’t know until Victoria showed me how. “You create a profile, take a look at the message board and look for someone to write,” I explained. “I chose to send