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.

a smile and gave me a nod. “They are all doing good.” He spoke. “Dad’s been a dad. He’s been giving me a hard time,

reason why the family business became untouchable. He came from nothing and worked his way up, and he wanted us to do the same.

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 and killed an officer by mistake, and that was his only wrongdoing.

A failure, son.

but I 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 needed in

that DEA officer, but he picked himself back

person.

I asked. While both parents had no issues showing they preferred me, mom and Tiago had gotten closer. “Mom is organizing the wedding. She’s been driving Anya crazy.”

just two more weeks.”

was getting married to a normal girl who did not have any ties to the cartel, and I couldn’t be any more proud. It was time for him to lead his

what I wanted the most, but I had no other

of this would soon be over. It would only be a matter of time before my charge would get dismissed. I only had to survive this place for six

been up to?”

for some sort of prison pen pal. What’s the deal

sign myself up for that kind of program,

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

Marvin Romero, talk

checked my message board in over two weeks and was done laughing. I had

look on Tiago’s face. “Just listen to Panther,

“I’ll take a look at that damn message board and send

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

“You should at least send one back for the looks of it, don’t you think?”

whispered so no one could hear us. We used to split California with the Hernandez cartel, but everything

lost their transport and the

together. “What’s the plan for when I get out of here? You

a dismayed look. “The issue with you 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

here? Are they trying to get to you, or is it still peaceful?” Santiago asked, worried. I looked at Panther, whose look

this place, but

and watched as his face lit up. He could rant about Anya and the wedding all day, and it was almost fascinating to me. The

scolded Tiago and gave him a push against his head. “It’s fine,” I reassured them as I got up. “I like Anya.”

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

and it’s mainly because her sister-in-law has

it whenever someone else became the center of attention. Rumor

looked down at Panther’s clenched fists and shook my head. Stanfield could be a pain in the ass, but I liked

Panther. “And don’t let

me, she won’t,” Tiago spoke and looked at Panther for confirmation. “I got you,

Tiago walked off and smiled at Stanfield, who stood right beside me. He pulled me along and patted

your cage.” He spoke as he pushed my

“Yes, boss,”

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

direction. Even if he wanted to say something, he couldn’t because he knew I helped him when he needed it the most. He knew

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 it was most likely because of my outgoing personality.

guys and made my way over to my