His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 255

72 hours until release

Elena

A picture

This guy must’ve been absolutely nuts. Wasn’t the picture on my profile more than enough already? It was one of my best pictures, and it was in HD, so I didn’t know what he was getting at.

I was unsure of whether to send a picture or not, but everything changed when I read the email for the fifth time. He didn’t seem as tough as he looked, and maybe if I sent pictures of myself, he would send some in return.

Marvin was one of the few who had praised me for being a mixologist, and it felt good to know that he appreciated my job. It wasn’t as easy or useless as some people made it out to be.

I gathered some courage and decided to write back.

Dear Marvin,

Thank you for your encouraging words. You’re right. Being a mixologist requires some kind of special skill and is not for everyone!

By the way, if your cousins are just as cute as you (minus the long list of felons), you can definitely hook me up with

one!

Although I’m not one to judge, and if you say that the truth is not out yet. I’ll trust your word for it. I think we have the same issue because I also have a really, really good heart and I’m not even embarrassed to admit it.

I want to live my life as if it’s my last, but it’s kind of hard to do so when I don’t only have a nosy dad but also a brother breathing in my neck.

You said you couldn’t wait to breathe some fresh air, and that brings me to the next question. I’ve never been to prison before, and I don’t know anything other than what I’ve seen in prison break, but I thought they had something like a yard (I think?)

Also, please don’t feel creepy for asking for more pictures. It’s completely understandable. At first, I was a bit nervous and worried about sharing my personal information, but I feel like we’re getting along, and I wouldn’t mind getting some pictures in return.

Here are the pictures:

Ps. (Please don’t call me pretty, I’ve heard it many times before, and I always get embarrassed whenever someone praises me for my looks)

I read the message over and over before I decided to send the email. It sounded good enough to me.

“Leaving already?” My brother, Alex, interrupted me from my thoughts. I flinched upon hearing his voice and hid my phone behind my back. “Yes…I have work remember?”

and took a breath. “No, of course not.” I smiled. It sometimes still felt as if I

all I could see was the good in him. He was interested in my life. funny, and easy to talk to. It was not as if I had a crush on him, but it wouldn’t be too crazy to consider him a friend. We had only been talking

asked Alex. One of the advantages of those two working together

passing of agent Maddens and the entire cartel thing had stressed out my dad so much that

meaning they had to let him out soon. There were many disagreements at work,

evidence they had collected for years had turned out to be for nothing.

the end, the bad guys

worry, Elena,” Alex reassured me. “I’ll look after dad and make sure he’s

I had to admit, sometimes I felt like an outsider. Dad and Alex worked as DEA agents, while my goal to become a lawyer had failed. I was stuck at a cocktail

to inmate Marvin Romero. My life was incredibly boring, and I lacked that bit of danger. I was sick of doing everything according to the books, so talking to

in. I smiled at the two unfamiliar faces behind her and looked at her with a frown

couple in front of me, and crazily enough, the male grabbed my attention just a tiny bit more. He looked around my age and had a soft smile on his face. His handsomeness blinded me, but I quickly got to my senses and turned to look

and grabbed my

her actions and gave Rona a questioning look. “Anya, calm down.” Tiago spoke. He walked over to the woman and showed me an apologetic smile while

I spoke, confused. I didn’t know what was happening and felt a bit attacked. “Hi, you don’t

Tiago.” She introduced herself. “My sister bought a coffee here, like two days ago-and I just can’t

a year.” She dramatically spoke. “I always felt like something was missing, and I concluded

by their outfits, these people seemed rich and looked like they were willing to pay a lot. The shop could

looked at her fiancé, Tiago, who shrugged his shoulders at me. “Your friend told me most of the recipes are yours,” Anya spoke with a

way in hell I was going to sell my recipes, that was out of the question, and even though the idea of money sounded nice, the date seemed a bit risky. How could I possibly prepare for a wedding which

as if she could break down any minute. He

and let out a gasp before she

Rona jumped in the air and clapped her

at Rona’s excitement and looked at the couple who seemed just as happy as her. Tiago stepped forward and held my hands. “Thank

Elena.” He winked at me. “Kind and beautiful, thank you.”

cheeks flush and quickly turned the other way, so his fiancée couldn’t see me. He was quite a flirt for

your restroom!” Anya spoke in a hurry. “She has this nasty diarrhe shared. “One push and boom,

covered her mouth and snickered while I had a surprised look on my face. Anya gave Tiago a

smiled. “Come on. I’ll

shot Tiago one last look before she followed Rona to the restroom. “So,” I smiled at Tiago. “It seems like your fiancée was going to break down any second. She left me no choice!”

neck and showed me a shy smile.

face. Due to his actions from before, I had expected him to

people, especially when I had to laugh, and

Anya is not around, so it’s good to have

I flipped my hair to the side. Tiago gave me a nod and stood in a polite stance. He did seem very nervous. “Can I ask

Tiago stuttered as if he was expecting the worst. I let out

I mentioned Anya’s name. “Anya is twenty, and I’m twenty-one.” Tiago spoke.

got married when they

with a surprised smile on his lips.