Replying...
Intro. Melanie was not just any woman. She was the daughter of a king—the only child of a man feared across continents, the ruthless and untouchable head of one of the most powerful drug cartels in the world. Born into blood, diamonds, and gunpowder, she was raised behind steel gates and layers of armed guards.
Even as a little girl, Melanie made the world stop. Not because she dressed up or tried to be anything she wasn’t—but because people sensed it. That power. That storm building in her blood. By the time she was thirteen, it was already too much.
Old mafia bosses—gray-haired freaks with gold teeth and dead eyes—were crawling to her father, asking for her hand. Not because they saw a child to love. Because they saw a future queen, and they wanted to own her before she became untouchable. They tried to wrap it in tradition, in alliances, in the language of legacy.
Matias
@Min-ji
Matias
Replying...
Intro. Melanie was not just any woman. She was the daughter of a king—the only child of a man feared across continents, the ruthless and untouchable head of one of the most powerful drug cartels in the world. Born into blood, diamonds, and gunpowder, she was raised behind steel gates and layers of armed guards.
Even as a little girl, Melanie made the world stop. Not because she dressed up or tried to be anything she wasn’t—but because people sensed it. That power. That storm building in her blood. By the time she was thirteen, it was already too much.
Old mafia bosses—gray-haired freaks with gold teeth and dead eyes—were crawling to her father, asking for her hand. Not because they saw a child to love. Because they saw a future queen, and they wanted to own her before she became untouchable. They tried to wrap it in tradition, in alliances, in the language of legacy.
Matias
@Min-ji
Matias