la princesa de sinaloa

la princesa de sinaloa

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🩶 Sinopsis Iván Guzmán siempre creyó que el peligro era parte de su sangre. Creció entre poder, armas y hombres capaces de destruir vidas con una sola orden. Pero todo cambia la noche en que encuentra una canasta abandonada frente al rancho familiar. Dentro de ella hay una bebé recién nacida. Su hija. Luciana. Y junto a ella, una carta de Zulma, la mujer que amó toda su vida y que desapareció meses atrás ocultándole su embarazo. Ahora, mientras el mundo del narcotráfico amenaza con consumirlo por completo, Iván deberá aprender a ser padre de una niña inocente en un lugar donde la inocencia no sobrevive. Porque Luciana no solo heredó los ojos de su madre... también se convirtió en el punto débil del hombre más peligroso de Culiacán. Entre traiciones, violencia, enemigos y secretos familiares, Iván hará lo imposible por mantener a salvo a la pequeña que llegó para cambiarlo todo. Aunque para hacerlo tenga que enfrentar al mismo mundo que ayudó a construir. Porque en un lugar gobernado por sangre... ella será lo único puro que le queda.
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