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

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?”

“Does my face frightens you that much?” Alex laughed. I shook my head and took a breath. “No, of course not.” I smiled. It sometimes still felt as if I was doing something illegal by talking to an inmate.

Marvin was much nicer than I initially thought and it kind of scared me. The perfect way to describe him would’ve been a ‘dangerous person, but 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 for a few days, but I wanted him to be my friend. The only issue was my dad and my brother.

Alex. One of the advantages of those two working together was that I did not have to worry. They

Maddens and the entire cartel thing had stressed out my dad so much that he had

Maddens apparent killer denied all charges and made a deal with the DEA, meaning they had to let him out soon. There were many

had collected for years had turned out to

end, the bad

reassured me. “I’ll look after

each other one last smile before we both left to go to work. I had to admit, sometimes I felt like an outsider.

Romero. My life was incredibly boring, and I lacked that bit of danger. I

Rona spoke as I walked in. I smiled at the two unfamiliar faces behind her and looked at her with a frown on my

you about.” Rona introduced me to the pair. I looked at the young 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 at the woman who appeared to be

The girl named Anya spoke. She walked forward and grabbed my hands before she stared

a questioning look. “Anya, calm down.” Tiago spoke. He walked over to the woman and showed me an apologetic smile while he pulled her away, “Oh, I’m sorry.”

what was happening

is my fiancé, Tiago.” She introduced herself. “My sister bought a coffee here, like two days ago-and

over a year.” She dramatically spoke. “I

thumbs up and nodded her head. “I-1 mean, yes it is!” I said, a bit more confident. Judging by their outfits, these people seemed rich and looked like they were willing to pay a lot. The shop could make good use of that money. “So, how can

at our wedding next week!” Anya requested. I 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 nervous look on her face. “I’ll pay you guys

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 was supposed

as if she could break down any minute. He made eye contact with me and mouthed a,

my hands. Anya looked at me with big eyes and let out a gasp before she pulled me into a

problem,” I spoke awkwardly. Rona jumped in the air and clapped her hands. “This is so exciting, our first

her. Tiago stepped forward and held my hands. “Thank you so much. You have

angel, Elena.” He winked at me. “Kind

way, so his fiancée couldn’t see me. He was quite

nasty diarrhe shared. “One push and

her mouth and snickered while I had a surprised look on my face. Anya gave Tiago a p against his shoulder. “No, he’s lying!” She spoke

really.” Rona smiled. “Come on. I’ll bring you to the

look before she followed Rona to the restroom. “So,” I smiled at Tiago. “It seems like your fiancée was going

his neck and showed me a shy smile. “Yes,

to his actions from before, I had expected him to be as outgoing

people, especially when I had to laugh, and I really needed to stop doing that. I stroke Tiago’s jacket with my hands. “I’m so

Tiago smiled. “I’m really awkward whenever Anya is not around, so it’s good to have you here.”

nod and stood in a polite stance.

if he was expecting the worst. I let out a chuckle. “Don’t worry. It’s just

old are you?” I asked. Tiago’s face lit up the second I mentioned Anya’s name. “Anya is twenty, and I’m twenty-one.” Tiago spoke. “I know we’re

I shrugged. “My parents got married when

spoke with a surprised smile on his lips.

about, and I would probably only worry poor Tiago even more. “They’re not together anymore. My mom abandoned us

head against the counter multiple times. “I-I’m making a mistake, am I?” He suddenly whispered. I didn’t even know why a stranger would want to discuss this with me, but I did know one thing, and that was that all