Mr. And Mrs. Cruz

Chapter uno.

Mr. And Mrs. Cruz
Chapter uno.

(Third pov/ Narrator)  

Valeria Torres.

A woman who ran the biggest mafia in the world. Her name & reputation was huge.

Everyone respected her & her family. Never even dared to look at them a wrong way.

She was a very rich, successful mafia leader. The second woman to ever run a mafia. Many other leaders were intimidated by her.

Many women hated her. They hated her for being so gorgeous. They hated her for being able to make heads turn when passing by. They hated her long wavy brown hair, her tall, curvy body & daring eyes. They were jealous of her. They wanted to be her.

Valeria was a very nonchalant, cold woman. Who never cared about anyone other than her little sister & mother, who she loved dearly.

But, Valeria wasn't always this vicious woman. She was actually a sweet girl...

(background)

Valeria was a caring, kind-hearted girl. She dreamed of becoming a travel nurse, traveling all over the world. She wanted to settle done with somebody she would fall in love with and start a family. She just wanted to move far, far away to a different country & live her life happily.

But her dreams were soon taken away when her father gained power the mafia.

Once his father gave Leonardo Juan Torres his mafia. He become aggressive, hostile, & brutal. He wasn't the same father he used to be. He forced his daughters to join his mafia & work for him. Which only made them miserable. He became abusive towards his family, & always took his angry out on them when he was mad or drunk.

His behavior went on for a while until, his wife was fed up wit his actions and was done being put in dangerous situations because of him.

One night, while their kids were asleep, her plan was soon to execute.
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***internal analysis***

(Valeria's mother pov.) San Francisco, CA

It's late at night. About 1am in the morning. I been waiting long enough for this moment to come and it's finally happening.

I lay down on my bed next to my husband. I look over to see him fast asleep. Sleeping peacefully. Good thing he is, or my plan would go completely wrong.

I carefully get out of bed. Checking every second to see if my soon to be ex-husband is awake.

I walk over to the closet when the floor creaks. I hear movement in the bed. I freeze. I quickly turn out to see my husband still sleep. I take a deep breath & continue making my way to the closest.

I go to the back of the closet & open a secret compartment in the wall. Something he never knew about. I grab the gun I brought with some left over money in my bank account.

I was preparing my gun, when somebody grabbed a fist full of my hair.

My body hit the ground & my gun fell out my hand. I tried to grab it but my hand got stepped on. My legs were grabbed & dragged out the closet.

I screamed in fear, scratching the floor, knowing exactly who it was.

I turn & made eye contact with my husband. Who has a dark facial expression.