~Alejandro’s POV~"Boys, we need to pay that man a visit. It seems he has forgotten who's boss," I said to my boys after checking my records and seeing that Sancho still owed me a lot of money—up to $215,000. He was going to pay me by sweat or by blood.I had my boys look for him, and as expected, he was at a bar, drinking away his life. I had my men bring him to my den, tie him up, and beat him up a little. "You have something that belongs to me—a lot of it," I said menacingly, hoping to put fear into him. But he was too drunk to mutter a reasonable word. I was frustrated enough at the fact that he owed me, but I was even angrier that one could hardly ever catch him sober."What was I thinking lending you money?!" I muttered to myself angrily and landed a hard blow across his face."Finish him," I said and turned to walk away, expecting my men to do exactly as I said while I went to look for another solution to his impending debt."You, Torres! Go and bring me any or all of his succe

~Lisa's POV~"Mmm, baby, you look spectacular," he said, scrutinizing me from head to toe.I was told to make sure to look my best, as I was already in his favor, but I could be his favorite mistress. However, I had other plans in mind. Yes, Lois had told me about his late wife and how he grieved the death of his unborn son. I wondered if I could give him that son. Then I would be free from poverty and attain some level of power. I would be his queen. I hatched my plan, and nothing was going to make it fail."I was told your favorite color is black, my Lord," I said, walking seductively toward him."Of course it is, and oh my, what did you call me?" he asked, opening his arms wide for me."My Lord?" I said, walking into a warm embrace with him."Say it again," he grunted in my ear, and damn, he reeked of alcohol."My Lord," I said more smoothly this time, then suddenly he pushed me away."Strip for me, that's why I pay you," he commanded, and I almost fell in fear.I started dancing s