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

Chapter 260

Chapter 260

Elena

“Dad, you haven’t touched your food at all.”

My dad looked up at me before he sunk his head towards his laptop. The suspension was the worst thing that could’ve happen to him and did not come to my advantage.

Being stuck in a house with a man obsessed with going after the cartel was nothing to be happy about. I could still not believe that this man was willing to bring the entire family in danger just to prove his point, and I could also not believe that he had dragged my brother into this.

Poor Alex could not lead his own life and even went along with my dad’s crazy ideas. It was no surprise his ex-wife divorced him because she couldn’t take it anymore.

He didn’t even have time for his two-year-old daughter because all he focused on was his job, just like dad. I was never the one to look up any trouble, so I could genuinely not understand why those two airheads planned on going after some cartel.

“Dad,” I tried again. “You haven’t closed a single eye. You can’t go on like this any longer.”

“I can, and I will.” He spoke determinedly. “I will bring them all down, even if that’s the last thing I’ll do.”

“Well, okay.” I sighed, exhausted. I would not argue any longer, and if dad and Alex wanted to put themselves in danger, they could go ahead and do that, but I had other plans. The wedding was coming up, and there was still so much to do.

“What have you been up to lately?” My dad somehow found the nerve to ask me. I got interrupted by the sound of email notification and shrugged him off. “Oh, nothing much-the wedding thing I told you about,” I mumbled as I scanned through the mail, which I had been waiting on for a long time.

Marvin’s email.

1 Inbox

From M. Romero

my dream come true because I’m getting released from prison in

face had slowly

My dad asked as he attempted to peak over my shoulder, but I

the Vermont Street Bridge this Saturday at 12 PM,

This couldn’t be.

my biggest nightmare was

my laptop and all

dad could even say anything and closed the bedroom door.

wall and closed my eyes while I tried to catch my breath. All I had to do was breathe and think. I was overreacting, and everything was going to be okay.

wrong with some prison pen pal who was supposed to get life without parole, asking me to

I

it made my skin crawl,

desk. Maybe if I’d hit it a bit harder, I would pass

could I ever be that

going to that appointment. I had watched enough shows to know how that would end up, but I had

to do. What

should’ve listened to my dad and my brother and lived my life as boring as possible. Why did

numb, and I didn’t even know what I was doing, but I pulled out every piece of clothing

probably already on his way to

and my heartbeat was rising. I felt dizzy, and I was

wouldn’t do

I whispered to myself as I held my hands against my closet and took

emails, he didn’t seem all that bad, and he told me it was my own choice. I didn’t have to show up

what to do, and that person

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