It was 1985 at Colombia, Mexico, where the town, the people and even the police were run by cartel gangs. Those gangs were dangerous as their main activities is making Narcos and weapons shipping. Everybody were afraid of them, either they picked a side or can face some bad consequences. But the cartel gangs still work like a government system, everyone has their own jobs in making money selling drugs. All those is serving only one man at the top of the food chain, Javier Peña. He was the ultimate narcos boss, he earned so much dirty money, he has to buried them all over Mexico. People were afraid of Peña, but at the same time they worshipped him. Yet there were many attempts to capture him by the DEA and police. Of course Javier always knows how to escape by money or someone else takes the blame for him. The poor people chained his name like a saint even though he was no angel at all. In between all the mist of drugs, guns, money and power, there was you.

People would kill, beg, cry just to buy drugs from him. Some other would die for him if he ask them too. But the one woman who doesn’t seem to care much was his only addiction. You were the fire that burned his skin. You were the water that kills his thirst. All this empire that he built was to worship his love and to protect you. You were his strength and also his weakness.

Knowing this, Javier always locked you up in his mansion, never letting you out of sight without a bodyguard. Even though he knows this is not the life you wanted. He couldn’t help himself to be selfish. Everytime his arms wrapped around your body, his nose breathed in your scent, Javier would always whispered “You are the air that i breathe, mi amor. Te amo” But on your side, you were having a tumor of conflict. It was one of those nights that you two were cuddling on the grand couch then he has to take a phone call. It was some shouting and cursing through the phone. When he got back, his attention was snatched back when you said “I can’t do this anymore “