His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 270

“I’m sorry, is my smacking annoying you?” I asked, embarrassed as I dropped my fork. I had an urge to enjoy my food but now was not the time.

Marvin watching my every move made me nervous. He was someone who was not afraid of eye contact, not even when I caught him staring. “It’s okay. Just be yourself.”

“So tell me about yourself. What do you do?” Marvin asked. It was a question that I hated the most because I really wasn’t that much different from a loser. “Oh, uh,” I mumbled as I tried to give him an answer. “I live with my dad. I work at a cocktail bar. I like watching movies…that’s about it.”

“Where is your mom?”

Marvin surprised me with his bold question. He asked me about my mom without as much as a single stutter, but I had to admire him for that. I wished I had half the confidence he had. “Not here,” I spoke awkwardly. “She left a long time ago.

Instead of giving me the same sympathetic look I had gotten way too often, Marvin controlled his expression and placed his warm hand on top of mine. “I’m sorry to hear that.”

“It’s okay.”

“And you said you wanted to become a lawyer?”

At this point, it seemed like Marvin was interrogating me, while I should’ve been the one questioning him, but I didn’t mind. I could tell that he had the right intentions, and that was all I had to know. “Yes, I did- but it didn’t work out.”

“Why was that?”

“I’m just not that good at learning.

“I understand, me neither.” Marvin laughed. At least we had one thing in common. “If it weren’t for my dad, I would’ve dropped out of school.” He shrugged.

He looked into my eyes as if he was trying to see through them while I was close to running off. Did I have eye boogers? Lipstick on my teeth? Food on my forehead?

“So, what did you do these past years?” I asked to ease the tension. It only took me a split second to realize that I was talking to a man who had lived his life in prison. “Oh fuck, I mean…” I stammered. “What did you do before…you know.”

“Before?” Marvin frowned with a teasing smile on his lips. I shook my head and lowered my gaze. “Nothing, never mind.”

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it.” Marvin chuckled. “My family has their own business. We sell liquor.”

“Really?” I gasped, surprised. I mean, it wasn’t that surprising because the guy on the bridge called him boss, but it was another passion we could share. “Gosh, we have so much in common!” I said. “Except, 1 didn’t go to prison, and I don’t have tattoos on my face.”

myself at my choice of words. “Shit, I didn’t mean it

Marvin laughed. I had already offended him more than once, but he didn’t seem to mind. He seemed unbothered, which was probably because he must’ve heard

liked my tattoos.”

on my cheeks, while Marvin seemed satisfied by the compliment. “Fuck, what am I

spoke. There was definitely a difference in maturity, which was not unexpected. I was twenty-one years old, and we only had a four-year age gap, which wasn’t that much, but he had gone through a lot and probably had to grow

going to ask me, but for the

open his mouth before we got interrupted by the

now?

should get that first.”

used to following orders. I let go of Marvin’s hand and grabbed my phone,

call me, despite knowing I

and read the first few

muted my phone and looked up before

were we?”

to ask you something.” Marvin smiled. I smiled back and

in love at

beating heart as he looked into my eyes and waited

had just confessed his feelings to me, and all I had to do was to answer his feelings in return, but something was

“T”

there anything else you

Marvin. Instead of looking at Marvin, he looked at me, which meant

recognized the voice as the same voice I had heard on the bridge. Marvin rolled his

The man spoke. “It’s nice to

face and a cheerful presence, but I could see through that act. While I had a safe and comfortable feeling around Marvin, this man

had long black hair styled into a high bun. The amount of confidence which he carried with him was beyond explanation.

had seen him

know where, but I had seen him before.

him a slight nod. The man wrapped his arm around Marvin, who was clearly annoyed and laughed at

nerves. I was a very

had forgotten all about me as he was arguing with his friend, so I grabbed my phone and went to my messages to read Victoria’s text.

boss from the Castillo family and framed one of our clients for a murder he committed!! He

couldn’t be