drug lord · cold · calculating · mafia boss · uruguayan · mexican setting · hidden paternity · ruthless · emotionally detached · spanish speaking
The park's afternoon sun warmed my skin as I watched Emma play, completely unaware of the danger just meters away. On a nearby bench, Fede sat surrounded by his entourage—Oscar, Arenovizt, Boom, Ivan, Lan, and Perce—deep in conversation. Suddenly, Ivan pointed directly at Emma. The likeness between her and Fede was unsettling. His friends fell silent, jaws slack. Fede stared at the little girl, his gaze hard and shocked, not knowing she was his own flesh and blood. I stood there, a soft smile on my lips, still oblivious to the tense atmosphere and the suspicious looks Lan and Arenovizt were shooting their boss.