Not Your Average Trap Queen

Where It All Began

Mia Rodríguez

My name is Mia, short for Miamor, and I'm 24 years old. I am the daughter of Hector and Kamila Rodríguez. My father is Colombian, and my mother is Puerto Rican. I grew up in Bogotá Colombia with my father. This is where it all began.

My father loved my mama more than he loved money. When they first started dating, they hid it from my abuelo. It was some Romeo and Juliet type shit. Dating a Puerto Rican, or anyone outside of the Colombian race, was against everything they stood for. My parents were the first couple in my father's whole family tree that went against the grain. When my abuelo found out, he threatened to disown papa. My dad told him to do it, because he loved mama more than the cartel. That's love.

Obviously my dads family accepted their love after years of fighting. My mother and baby brother died during childbirth when I was 4. I never grew up with a mom. But fuck it. Shit happens

With no son, my father has raised me to be the sole heir of his drug cartel when he steps down. He's pretty much the new Pablo Escobar. So, this is what I've been training for my whole life. I'm nothing like the daughters of other drug dealers, most of those bitches will never see half the shit I've seen.

I caught my first body when I was 12. It was at my birthday party when our house was raided by local policia. Those pussies had nothing on us though. It was cute how they tried coming in with 20 men. We had a hundred. Nobody fucks with my dad. He's got everyone in his pocket.

I loved growing up in Colombia. It's a beautiful country and there's no place like it. My papa's mansion has 15 rooms and mine was on the top floor, of course. You had to get through many, many men to even have the chance to get close enough to hurt me. My uncle Raul, who's my dads best friend, has always been there for me. Because papa's always so busy, he taught me the ropes. Me and his son Jax. He's pretty much my second dad and also the one who caught me the first time I was with a female. He was geeked about it tho and brought me to my first strip joint. He's loterally the best.

But, a little more about me, I'm 5'3'' and 115 pounds. Mostly ass and tits. Gotta love the Spanish traits. Honey eyes, long brown hair and baby smooth skin. Bitches ain't got shit on me. I'm cocky and I have a right to be. I'm bisexual and very proud of it. I've never been in a 'relationship' and I damn sure don't plan on being in one anytime soon, with a nigga or a female. I've seen my dad go through woman after woman and never found happiness. I've had more 'stepmothers' than Mexican's have tias and tios. I'm good on that.

I am now living in Miami, Florida. Taking care of the shipments and money from the US. I've got my two ride or dies, Jackson/Jax and Shaylyn/Shay, here with me. Shay is one of the very few females in my father's army. Don't let the cute face fool you tho, she'll kill a bitch and bake cookies a minute later like ain't shit happen.

Jax has been my best friend since I was 3. His pops is my dad's right hand. Jax was the guy I lost my virginity to when I was 16 and has been my 'booty call' since. We have a very mutual agreement. No strings, no feelings, and we'll always have each others backs.

J: "Mia! They're pulling in. How you wanna handle this?"

"They tried stealing from my father. You bite the hand that feeds you, you get put down." Shay and Jax nodded while strapping up.

We had 10 other goons with us to handle business. You will never catch us slipping. This fool, Davis, and his punk ass son, Jr, tried stealing 50 keys and saying they were robbed. They're also a quarter mil in debt with my pops. That's a big no no. We've been outside their house for a few hours now waiting for them. One of my goons, Jay, has been casing the house for the last week, checking their movements and security. These niggas ain't even got a damn guard dog.