The alpha's generals: mated to my father's enemy
Javier Miguel.
The Alpha Mafia boss. The man whose name alone made people kneel.
“You’re in my way,” he said. No flourish, hands in pockets, dark glasses perfectly in place.
“This is my territory,” I replied evenly, keeping my gun steady. I couldn’t help but smile when he stepped closer, tilting his head to study me, his eyes dark and sharp. “Is it?”
“Yes.”
“You seized something that belongs to me, young lady.”
“It’s illegal,” I said, glancing at my boys—well armed and ready—but deep down, I wondered why he wasn’t accompanied by anyone.
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