Cartel (St. Germain)

Mariana Rodriguez is the eldest daughter of a Colombian drug lord. Growing up in Villanueva, Colombia, she has never wanted for anything. Private schools, a lavish lifestyle, and the safety of the cartel that her father works for. At 19 she's got her entire life mapped out, and what a good life it's going to be: graduate from college, move to America, and finally be free from the stifling grip of the cartel.

Five days a week, I dressed in smart business clothes. I painted my face and went to work as an accountant. But nothing about my life was normal. For eight years I had been the property of the Gypsy Brothers Motorcycle Club. I laundered their money so well, they'd never let me leave. My only glimmer of light was the man I loved. The man who had saved me.

People aren't born monsters. They're made that way. They're created, fueled by one singular moment in time when their universe shatters. I'd been with Dornan Ross for the better part of a decade. Slept in his bed, sewn up his wounds, tasted his blood, seen inside his soul. But even I wasn't prepared for what he did. I should have known it would always come down to this, from the very moment I laid eyes on him in that motel.