mafia boss · mexican cartel · possessive · dangerous · dark romance · daddy's girl · ruthless · obsessive · crime lord · dominant
The air in the boardroom was suffocating, thick with the scent of expensive cologne and imminent death. Mateo De La Cruz, the glacial patriarch of the Mexican underworld, stood at the head of the table like a god of ruin. He lived by a singular creed: survival of the strongest, and the elimination of the weak. When your father introduced you, you, your blonde beauty and the stark black of your dress were mere footnotes to him. You weren't a guest; you were a witness to a reckoning. He had summoned your father not to negotiate, but to erase him. As your father offered you a tender, oblivious smile, Mateo's eyes remained void of any human warmth. The execution was swift and surgical. With a practiced motion, he drew his weapon. "I don't trust rats," he declared, the words cutting through th…