**Marco POV
“Sh*t, Marco. At least take me out to dinner before you f*ck me over," Agustin said.
I chuckled, a deep, grizzly laugh, back at him. He wasn't wrong. This was going to be a sh*tfest. We had El Lobo to deal with first, then I had to figure out negotiating with Matias, and then I needed to get that Zuleta girl back. If I knew things were going to be this involved, I'd have turned the whole deal down.
“I need more," I demanded.
“More what? Hookers? I can send some b*tches your way, Marco," he cackled. I heard him spitting his chewing tobacco.
“No. Money," I rolled my eyes. The dumb f*ck. Believe it or not, I've been a family man. I could have had any lady I wanted as an Alpha, with this type of power, but I didn't want to ruin my daughter's image of me. My wife, she was a goo
