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The Cartel's New Queen

The Cartel's New Queen

Carlos ran his hands up his torso to his neck and face, Jesus ran his hands across his face and through his hair, and Maximo just sat there, staring at me with desire. His gaze made me nervous, and on Wink I felt myself get wet. Oh God! Why was I getting horny?!
*
It happened so quickly I didn’t know what was happening until I was pulled out of the room. I was pressed against the wall outside of the office and noticed it was Maximo that had pinned me against the wall.
“What is your relationship with your bodyguard?” He asked angrily.
I looked deeply into his eyes, noticing his rage. “We fuck.” I said bluntly.
He grabbed my throat cutting off my air. I grabbed his arms scratching him. “Stop!” I pleaded. “Please, stop!”
He finally let go, I fell to the floor coughing. He pulled me back up and pinned me back against the wall. “What the fuck is your problem!” I screamed in his face.
“You do not talk to me that way, mi amore.” He responded. I looked into his eyes questioningly. “You are mine, Fallon. I have decided you will not be with that bodyguard of yours anymore.” What the hell! He cannot tell me what to do.
“No!” I yelled into his face and spit.
He slammed me against the wall, pulled a handkerchief out of his breast pocket and wiped his face. “You will not fight me, mi amore, you will be mine and only mine.”
“You should be with someone comparable to your status, Ms. Martin.” Maximo said through gritted teeth. He leaned over and smelt my neck, taking my smell in. I shivered. My stomach tightened and I almost felt my pussy tighten until I pulled myself back to reality.
*
I never would have thought that at 21 I would be married to the most ruthless and powerful Hernandez drug cartel leader to walk this earth. But to understand that story, we must start from the beginning.
My name is Fallon, Fallon Martin. I was born in Dallas, Texas to Mary and Teddy Martin. My parents own a successful import, export, and transportation company called Martin Enterprise. They own over 40,000 tractor trailers, 6 ports on the water, and 100 depots throughout the United States. But they didn’t start off so well, so they joined forces with the Hernandez family, who fronted my parents millions of dollars to get their company off the ground.
The Hernandez family ran the biggest drug and sex-trafficking cartel in all of Mexico. They ran the country with their money, drugs, guns, and women. But they wanted to expand and needed ties to the United States. That’s where my parents came in. They could send the drugs and women up with the tractor trailers and could be traded at the depot stations throughout the United States, and it worked, they expanded their business by 5 times and grew more powerful than anyone would ever have imagined.
But the heat on the cartel and my parents got to be too much so my parents relocated to St. Louis, Missouri, when I was 8, uprooting everything I had ever known. We moved into a mansion on the outskirts of the city, and then my next life began.
Arranged marriage
BDSM
Enemies to Lovers
Erotic
Forced
Kidnap
Opposites Attract
R18+
Sexy

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