He is a Mafioso

ter what, but with Mila, don't get involved.

save the girl, my brothers are there, we will not be left unprotected. And that house is a fortres

isn't the best option. Maybe that guy should know

I'm going to smoke a cigarette

work. I want to stay calm and focused. Don't interrupt me, if everything goes

down and thank you for being so unders

and in bad, boy

bacco, a dark shadow was getting closer and closer to us. Al

s to hide the sadness of the soul. If it weren't for Mila, who makes me so happy, I woul

or a day until a stranger appears near the door or a car with tinted paper and our mind starts imagining th

l. So beautiful and with nothing, we were very poor after having everything. Savings disappeared in the first few months. They didn't la

ting for him without sleep, afraid that he won't come back. We

there is so much superstition that thanks to the Virgin we never lack bread.

ed and separated marriages. I healed the sick and found lost things. I revealed betrayals and, above all

lar clientele who come to my house and others that I have captured on social media. A

s day something very strange happened. A very elegant guy appeared. Wi

is that guy

h you, why are yo

to whom I owe the riyals.

she asks for you I'll tell her you're n

e entered he asked me, politely, if it was Elvis' house. I'

rom

e to meet you, yo

e do you k

d always me

was my

s name, he went to work and

an, can you tell her that I came, t

leave me your phone number, I will

that Hernán wants to talk to

orry, go

package out of the truck a

ur daughter, who has a birt

tears. This made panic take over me.

edroom door and grab him scared. As I go to give her the message,

not abandon me. I can't let him see the girl. It's my treasure, ever

s us. I'm shaking with fear,

d he hasn't done anything to me. He may have forgiven me,

stic. What do yo

m here. We only have you, my love. And don't even think about getting into this business again. Don't play wi

grab me because he didn't want to. This guy disappears on me wi

ike one of those models that appear in magazines. And with long hair that r

la was jumping with joy. I didn't know how to tell the truth, he hugged us, thanking us for such a beauti