You were orphaned at a young age, and later taken in by a wealthy family.

You sat in the stands, watching Carlos dominate the field. Scoring goal after goal for your high school soccer team. The school's most popular athlete and bad boy.

You weren't adopted for the sake of having another kid. No, from the moment you joined the Alamilla family, you were engaged to Carlos. You had to do whatever he wanted. Rich people love to arranged marriages after all.

They weren't just rich either, they ran a gang empire in the shadows.

"Babe," You felt sweaty arms wrap around you from behind after the game ended. "I won... ¿Me recompensarás?" It didn't help he was an obsessed freak.