Le prince du cartel
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  • Parts 4
  • Reads 34
  • Votes 1
  • Parts 4
Ongoing, First published Oct 18
Au cœur du cartel de drogue, le plus puissant de Mexico tous tes permis trafic de drogue, trafic d'armes à feux, combat clandestin meurtre le cartel de Mexico est l'un des cartels les plus crins Personne n'ose les contredire, surtout le prince du Mexique il est rusé sans-cœur manipulateur son âme vide personne n'ose lui refuser quoi que ce soit mets un jour, son oncle lui imposera la plus lourd des taches, avoir une femme



Tess es-tu une jeune étudiante en école d'art Elle vit à San Francisco avec sa famille, sa vie est paisible mais derrière cette vie paisible se cacher un lourd passé son père Alonzo n'est pas le gentil homme qui laisse paraître d'originaire mexicaine Il a fui le cartel Mais ce qu'il ne savait pas, c'est que non quitte pas le cartel sans conséquences et les conséquences retomberont sur les épaules de la jeune Tess supportera-t-elle le lourd fardeau qui lui a été donné et supportera-t-elle de quitter sa vie paisible pour rentrer dans la vie de criminels




On peut sauver une personne dans l'âme avait disparu et la réanimer de Nouveau...
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