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Alejandro
This side of the border always makes me feel resentful.
I unclench my fists and smooth down the wrinkles in my pants.
Even though I am in a $6000 suit, the people in this town still find a way to rub me the wrong way. Whether it is a woman grabbing her children and fleeing out of my way. Or grown men who cross to the other side of the street when they see me coming.
Although that could have more to do with the fact that I am a scary motherfucker.
The jagged, protruding scar on my cheek is a reminder of the night I lost my mother, but now I use the scar and my constant snarl to my advantage.
Not that I need it.
My reputation precedes me wherever I go.
There is not one of the cartel’s enemies who has not heard ofEl Beso de la Serpiente, The Serpent’s Kiss.
We slowly pull into the club’s parking lot, coming to a stop. I get out of the dark SUV and surveil the area for anything suspicious-looking while I open the back door for my uncle.
He puts his hand on my shoulder with a reassuring touch. “Relax, poor boy. No one would dare attack us here. Besides, I’m here to meet an old friend, not stir up some shit, Alejandro.”
He pulls at his expensive suit sleeves with the gold cufflinks of the Rivera Family crest, and confidently strides to the strip club’s door.
I close the car door but remain vigilant.
Nothing good comes from interacting with the filth found in this town. Not to mention the location used for doing business.
Stroke the Kitty should change its name to ‘Spread the Chlamydia,’ not that anyone takes my word for it.
The Rivera cartel enjoys the perks afforded to us by our status. And when my men hear, we are coming to this place, they always jump at the chance to be included in my crew.
Sometimes, members of the inner circle like to come to this side of the border and enforce their power by taking whatever they want. Whether it is girls or money or something more, it always makes these visits unpredictable. And dangerous.
Which makes my job as an enforcer all the more challenging.
I need to be ready to take someone out at a moment's notice.
When we are here, we come in full force, and my men also get the opportunity to dip into some other pussy without their wives knowing.
Or so they think.
Of course, the women know what they get up to.
It is that sixth sense that my mama had warned me about.
And it is also the reason I keep my cock out of strange holes, and therefore, trouble.
My mama said that when you meet your true soulmate, there is nothing that could remain hidden between the two of you.When I was younger, I thought she said these things to justify the loose woman my father paraded before her in her own home.
Because she also said that Rivera men were insatiable, and the only thing that made me better than the rest was that she knew I had a fated mate.
On the other hand, she also promised she wouldn’t leave me until I found said mate, so I guess she lied about a lot of things.
It made sense to me that she would have wanted to protect me from such things and even instilled a higher sense of integrity in me.
Not that it mattered now.
I still became part of the organization she hated. Became a man that she would have loathed.
