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

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.”

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

more than once, but he didn’t seem to mind. He seemed unbothered, which was

you liked my

flush appeared on my cheeks, while Marvin seemed satisfied by

which was not unexpected. I was twenty-one years old, and we only had a four-year age gap,

me, but for the first time, I

open his mouth before we got interrupted by the sound of my loud

now?

get that

s-sure.” I stuttered. Marvin was used to ordering around people, and I was unfortunately used to following orders. I let go of Marvin’s hand and grabbed my phone,

would she even call me, despite knowing

read the first few words

before my hand made

where were we?”

I smiled back and waited for his question as I was

in love at first

I could feel was the sound of my beating heart as he looked into my eyes and

to answer his feelings in

“T”

there anything else you

to the man who had suddenly appeared behind Marvin. Instead of looking at Marvin,

on the bridge. Marvin rolled

The man spoke. “It’s

rolled off his tongue as if we had been friends all along. He had a familiar face and a cheerful presence, but I could see through that act. While I had a safe and comfortable feeling around Marvin, this man made me feel

curls, this man had long black hair styled into a high

seen him before.

I had

I gave him a slight nod. The man wrapped his arm around Marvin, who was clearly annoyed and laughed at the situation. “I like

was a very talkative person, and I loved

with his friend, so I grabbed my phone and went to my messages to read

is the son of a cartel boss from the Castillo family and framed one of our clients for a murder he

be real.