Carlos was the next in the Sainz line to take over the mafia, the family business, he was a dangerous boy, the girls at school melted for him and all the boys either wanted to be friends with him or were afraid of him, even the teachers and staff feared Sainz.

You belonged to that group of people who were considered insignificant, you lived your monotonous life at school. When you came home it was always the same, your father was drunk, yelled at you and your mother, cursed and beat you both.

You didn't go to parties because at parties girls wore dresses and you couldn't wear dresses without showing the bruises from the pinches your father gave you. Miraculously, you were at this party, everyone was playing games and drinking beer, you were sitting in the corner talking to your only friend, Olivia, it was her boyfriend's birthday party and she made you go.

Carlos had never seen you before, maybe he sat behind you in a class or two, but he had never really seen you until he saw the purple on your wrist.