His Princesa Mexicana | 18+

"𝑨𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝑰 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐?"

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⚠️sᴛɪʟʟ ᴇᴅɪᴛɪɴɢ⚠️

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Haunted by the night when me and my mother were forced away from our daily lives in Mexico City, and confined under the rule of the Galletti in a beautified cage, I hate any mention of the name 'Galletti'.

Bound by an promise, I refuse to abandon this captivity, swearing off any interaction with the Galletti, I put up with my fate.

After all , avoiding them in such a large mansion they rarely grace shouldn't be all that challenging, right?

That changed quickly when I unexpectedly crossed paths with not only the reigning don but also his uncouth (and, let's be real, far from stunning) son, who happens to be the soon-to-be Don.

This. Is. The. Absolute. Worst. Things couldn't possibly get any worse for me, even if he tried.

"Miss me Princesa?" Seems like he indeed did try and made things worse.

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ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ
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