Chapter 17 Marked by the Scorpion

Her voice broke in a fresh sob. I groaned in horror. I stepped back until my back hit Preto’s hard chest. Startled, I turned to him. The cartel boss studied me in silence, his murderous gaze dissecting every inch of my face.

I could barely breathe. My heart pounded like a drum in my chest, and I kn...

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