His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika

Chapter 252

Chapter 252

Marvin

Hi again, Lena.

I wasn’t done talking to you, so it’s a bit rude of you to cut off our conversation, don’t you think?

I would’ve never guessed you were a 21-year-old, but I like your energy.

Thanks for the heart, although you missed the big letters, displaying this is NOT a dating site, I feel flattered.

Now that I know your age, I want to know more about you. What are your hobbies? What are your goals?

Waiting for your reply,

Marvin

(Ps. please stop with the emojis.)

“Is there anything wrong with my reply?” I asked my lawyer, Steven Laine. We had a meeting about the upcoming court date, and I felt the need to show him that I had finally replied to someone on the message board. The only issue was that this girl was a bit rude and left me hanging. “It has been two days already, but she has not responded.”

Laine let out a sigh and looked at me as if he asked me whether I was serious. “What?” I asked, oblivious. “Did I say something wrong?”

It was always something. After all these weeks, I finally responded to someone on the message board, only for that random girl to ghost me. She wasn’t really that interesting anyway.

“Don’t you think it’s a bit passive-aggressive?” Laine commented. I shrugged my shoulders and turned around the laptop so I could read the message one more time. “No?” I frowned. “What about this is aggressive?”

“You really don’t know?” Laine tilted his head while I was still trying to find out what the hell he was talking about. “Mr. Castillo,” Laine sighed. “The point of this program is to show the court that you’re capable of interacting with others…like a normal human being.”

“Right?” I spoke, surprised. “It’s so selfish that I do know how to behave and am stuck in here, while some girl doesn’t even dare to reply to my message and gets to stroll around free.”

“Hmm.” Laine hummed. “How about you find another

pen pal?”

spoke like a little kid throwing a tantrum. I wanted Elena Torres. I was interested in what kind of

smiled awkwardly. He must’ve thought my behavior was a bit obsessive or perhaps even stalker-ish, but I had no bad

could do was respond.

my path towards freedom going?” I grinned as

map on the table. “Everything is still

“But?”

the bad news. He called me by my first name, which couldn’t mean any good.

my nerves, so I leaned forward and looked him in the eye. “Laine,” I spoke in a threatening tone. “I have told everyone, from the goddam guards to the stone in

hardest to reassure me, but it

“Good,” I spoke

what’s the

down the Castillo’s, so even if they do decide to let you go, you’ll never truly have your

“What?”

transport or the murder of

reputation and walk out like a

to come to your senses and to blame the people

nerve to ask something like that from me. We were not on good terms with the Hernandez cartel, and it was mainly because both sides expected each other to have something to do with the leak. The last

can’t do

think ratted you all out in the first place?” He asked. “The

big enough for the both of you, and someone has to go-the Hernandez had already decided that

this didn’t make any sense. If Freddie Hernandez wanted to move

failed transport, they had become silent enemies. Would Freddie really go that

a threat to them. They seem him as weak, inexperienced, easy to take

Laine concluded. “Your father is old. You were never meant to get out. They

any younger, and

take the deal,” I whispered in disbelief. “It won’t matter anyway,” Laine reassured me. “No one will

after the Hernandez right after

his shoulders. “No matter how it sounds, it sounds better than having both the DEA

that much at a time, and I would

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