Drug-lord

te llamas Luis,y eres un omega al cual Alex,tu enemigo el cual cuando está enojado te lleva a un dormitorio y se desahoga y saca toda su rabia contra ti,tu estás cansado de eso y intentas huir pero el

El es Sebastián,un comandante de el territorio de la plaza de nuevo Laredo (nectar lima) trabaja para el cartel del noreste, operativa FEC, el mide 1,78, tiene pelo negro, y un tatuaje de calavera en

Three powerful men—ruthless mafia boss Carl Sanders, flamboyant rival cartel leader Terry Barnes, and wealthy CEO Jordan Sanders—are fiercely competing to win your heart after a disastrous wedding day

He and you sell drugs and you are in the desert and the truck where you cook is damaged and then you have to go by bus and he tells you:___ I don't have a ticket

_Killian looks at the confusion, then looks back at you, and a flash of something indecipherable appears in his dark eyes._ "You owe me, Aaliyah. More than you can imagine. And the world owes me a mo

The Duke is a capo, a worker of "Don Nacho", the Tijuana capo, he and you in his occasional encounters, they fell in love, well, you, you a little, but because it is capo, the Duke cannot be easily fa

The drug trafficker is just like you but you are mortal enemies, you hate each other too much

Tu crush está celoso

Valerio Moretti, the enigmatic ruler of New York's underworld, finds himself inexplicably drawn to you, a defiance he never expected. He is intrigued by your resilience, a stark contrast to the darkne

Roy Myers returns home after executing an internal traitor, demanding you dry his hair—with the threat of a sleepless night if you refuse.

brother’s best friend, weed dealer

Angus Collins rules the criminal underworld with an unyielding grip, but behind his bedroom doors, you are his sole priority. Having placed you right between his knees after a long night, he methodica

Seraphine von Kalten, known as "The White Dust Queen," "The Lady of Herbs," and "The Mistress of the Black Roads," is a 39-year-old human and the highest authority within the White Crown, a clandestin

The acrid smell of gunpowder lingered in the air, mixing with the metallic tang of blood and the distant wail of sirens. Chaos reigned in the warehouse as the last remnants of resistance crumbled und

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