He is a Mafioso

ppy marriage. We had everything until th

s a lot of money coming in, although I'm not sure what it's for. I try not to a

, he is incapable of disappointing m

It was an incredible experience, while o

sent him to study there. And that's h

acas. I came to this city for love. Where it was diffic

e, facing the sea. Just walking a few meters on the san

e doesn't save on anything. He spoils

here is no reason to be jealous or doubt him.

s us with joy

s forever. The illusion is very big. We start to live ever

at home. I've never seen Elvis so happy. He is fully

a healthy baby. A beautiful girl, with very white

edhead. The girl was born full of freckles

my is not at its best. Elvis knows that his income is not

with abundance. It's the happiest phase in my history. I never imagined what wo

ck. It's so hard to be a mother. I'm always tired and when my husband c

less and I don't complain, I try to understand that it is a phase that will pass. However, as a woman I resent no

worry me. They are those men who attend, with very strange appearance. I don't like something, I just don't know w

ing. He does not agree to talk about the subject. He changes the subject, he avoids me. I try to stay calm.

s, afraid he won't come back or they'll catc

he morning and enjoy some valuable me time. I dust off my contact lenses and start reading Taro

very day. To the point that it makes me susp

hat he just lost his job and has a lot of debt. Things

nd not get stuck. At that mo

t of drug trafficking, that's what it does. He is a gangster, hi

es convey terror to me. My husband is scared

me. That my life ends in an instan

vis, I can't lose you, don't

what I owe you. Believe me when I tell you that before I came to give you this

ing about? Did you lose your job or is

with my life, those are the rules. What worries me is

t are we ta

usand doll

t into debt like that? What did you d

as lost and they are blaming me. I am respon

an environment like this. I don't know anything about gangs or m

forth, holding my waist, whic

eyes. He's running his hand over

early, pl

that bald man cannot be forgiven. I'm offering him the tru

takes

life and that

cent girl, what will happen to