THE MAFIA’S SAINT
Then Mateo noticed how his brother was looking at me seductively, he said something in Spanish, his voice was commanding, angry, ordering.
The air between them was intense.
The older brother chuckled, and silently walked away.
The driver opened our doors, I never wanted to step out, because before me was a man who’d trafficked me, the leader of a big gang group , the one I’d stayed for a week.
What if he noticed me, then what? I was going to be dead in just a few seconds, and he will be on his father’s side.
I hesitated, Mateo called me.
“Monique, come on,” he said, I could feel the tension in his voice, I stepped out, every one stared at my dress before anything else, disgust painted on the
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