His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 250

Marvin

“Marvin!”

I looked at my younger brother, Santiago, who ran into the visitation room and flew into my arms. No, he wasn’t ten-years-old, he was twenty-one but tented to behave like a toddler.

“What’s up, Santiago!” I greeted him and pulled him into an embrace. The last time I’d seen him outside of this place was a week before his seventeenth birthday. “Let me take a good look at you.” I smiled at him.

“Look!” Tiago spoke with open arms. He stood in a proud stance and waited for me to praise him. “I am looking. You look healthy!”

I looked behind Tiago and nodded at Panther. He wasn’t only a great asset to the family but also my bodyguard and my best friend. He was more than a best friend. He was like my brother:

He protected Tiago, just as he promised, and when I got out of here, he would be the first one to get a big reward.

My name is Marvin Romero Castillo. I’m 25-years old, and I’m the son of the head of the Castillo cartel, Mario Castillo. The Castillo’s were in charge of California and the most powerful cartel in the area.

We had people from all over and were still growing day by day.

“Marvin.” Panther laughed. “You’ve gained weight!

I looked down at my still-toned abs and wondered what kind of bullshit Panther was on. “The food isn’t too bad, so I can’t complain.”

“Of course, it isn’t bad.” Panther spoke. “We’ve made sure you get full course meals.”

It was no lie. The Castillo’s had connections everywhere, so I didn’t have a difficult time at all. It was more like an extended vacation, but I was glad that I was here and not Santiago.

All of this happened four years ago. Because of a rat in the business, the DEA closed in on us and ruined one of our transports. It was Santiago’s first job, so he freaked out and accidentally killed an officer.

I did what got expected of me and took the blame for my brother’s mistake. I ignored my father’s request to let someone else take the fall and took responsibility. It might’ve broken the family, but Tiago was free, and at the end of the day, that was all that mattered.

Tiago wasn’t made for this world and wouldn’t survive a day within this prison, so I decided to do it for him.

“He doesn’t know what he’s talking about. You’re still in good shape!” Tiago defended me and attacked me into another hug. I ruffled my hand through his hair. “Thanks, Tiago.”

“No touching!” The officer suddenly called out. I pulled away and turned to the man who was way too soft to be in here, Stanfield.

“My bad, boss.” I chuckled at him.

Even though Stanfield was an officer, he was alright. The inmates used to see him as an easy target and liked to bully him, but everything changed when I got involved. I convinced the other Castillo’s to protect

Stanfield, while Stanfield gave me several privileges such as more free time than the other inmates and unlimited access to the computer rooms.

“Sit.” I told Tiago and Panther. They followed my instructions and sat down. “How are you? How are mom, dad, Karina?” I asked Tiago. It was always good to have someone visit.

He spoke. “Dad’s

strict and ruthless man and the reason why the family business became untouchable. He came from

sister, Karina. Tiago was kind, soft, and polite. He couldn’t fight, he couldn’t even pull a trigger, and he couldn’t even stick up for himself. He shot

A failure, son.

liked to think otherwise. Tiago’s kind and pure personality was the one thing that had kept our family together. He was the light we

officer, but he picked himself back up and became a

person.

preferred me, mom and

two more

his high-school sweetheart, Anya. She was a nice girl, and I was happy for him. He was getting married to a normal

was what I wanted the most, but I

fine. You’ll be out soon-that’s all that matters. Tiago reassured me. Luckily there was not enough evidence to hold me in prison any longer, which meant all of this would soon be over.

you been up to?” Panther

sort of prison

never my intention to sign myself up for that kind of program, but our family lawyer, Laine, told me that it could be seen as a sign

people are sending me.” I spoke as I thought about the messages, which were either too formal or too thirsty, which was mainly

Marvin Romero, talk

just like a piece of comedy to me. I hadn’t checked my message board in over two weeks

I saw the look on Tiago’s face. “Just listen to Panther, Mary.” He

at that

his lips. “You know, people should be grateful even to be

back for the

so no one could hear us. We used to

day both cartels lost their transport and the day Tiago

which had caused us to stop working together. “What’s the plan for when I get out of here? You know they’ll try to start some

is that you overthink Panther spoke, but I could see the worry behind his eyes. I bet the only reason why he was hiding it was because of

worried. I looked at Panther, whose look told me to lie to my brother’s face,

this place, but making a move would’ve been stupid because I was surrounded by the Castillo’s all the

and it was almost fascinating to me. The time passed by quickly while I listened to Tiago’s rant, and before we knew it, the time was already

talk about something other than Anya for once!” Panther scolded Tiago and gave him a push against his head. “It’s fine,”

was polite and quiet. She knew what was going on, but she kept her mouth

you too, and it’s mainly because her sister-in-law has been

could be a pain in the ass and could not stand it whenever someone else became the center of attention. Rumor had it she scratched Tiago in his face the day he was born.

looked down at Panther’s clenched fists and shook my head. Stanfield could be a pain

to take care of everyone,” I told Panther. “And don’t let Karina do

Panther for confirmation. “I got you, boss.” Panther

me along and patted me down. “I bet you wished to find something on me.” I teased, while

back into your cage.” He spoke as he pushed

“Yes, boss,”

me to the computer room?” I politely requested. “There’s

if he wanted to say something, he couldn’t because he knew I helped him when he needed it

that tough act was so much more. He was not cut out to work here, he was as nervous as a cat, but somehow he still managed to feel comfortable around me. It wouldn’t be too far stretched to say that

minutes, Castillo,” Stanfield ordered as he opened the door to let me through. I nudged some of the familiar guys and made my way over to my usual spot so that I