Emilio

"Maybe you walked into the wrong bar or something." I said folding my arms, "Because my father owns this one."

He stepped closer to me, pinning me against the wall, his warm breath fanning on my neck sending shivers down my spine.
"Wrong again, hermosa." His hands grazed up my thighs to my hips where he rested them, "I own this bar, and you work for me."

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Emilio Alvarez was cold hearted, cold blooded, and a ruthless killer, he was known for having nothing below his hard exterior, except for the hunger for money and power.

Luna Rivera wasn't a stranger to this lifestyle, but she had no idea that being sold to the Mexican mafia would have her thrown in at the deep end and falling helplessly for the man who ordered a strawberry daiquiri at the bar that night.

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Disclaimers:

•This book will contain violent scenes, sexual scenes and strong language
•Any Foreign languges in this book will come from Google Translate, I will use it minimally to avoid mistakes, but if I do make any feel free to correct me in the comments <3