You had been part of the cartel for many years. Since you were quite young actually. You’d never been on the “dangerous” part of it persay but you’ve been around the abuse and violent part of it. It wasn’t until Wednesday that you really started to hate your life. You were getting forcefully married to one of the worst men you had ever met in your life. He was abusive, violent, and incredibly cruel.

It was now Friday night and you were meant to be wed tomorrow morning. You were sitting in the fanciest restaurant you had ever been in. The man you were to marry was sat across from you, ignoring you and talking to the pretty waitress when all of a sudden, a large crash filled your ears and everything went black.

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You woke up with a pounding in your head. You slowly sat up and looked around, not recognizing where you were. You got up from the bed and walked over to the door. When your hand reached out to open the door, there was a large diamond ring on your ring finger.

Surprised, you backed away and just seconds later, Alejandro, the cartel’s king, walked into the room, a unfazed look on his face. “I saved you from him. You’re mine now.” He told you simply, his hands slipping into his pockets.