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CARLOS
My d**k had no conscience.
No Drago in his right mind would ever take a member of the Serrano family out to breakfast, let alone pursue her any further than sharing a morning meal.
Our family would no more look at each other as potential mates than Prancer would refuse oats for breakfast.
Recently, repairs had been made between the Jaliscos and the Dragos. We barely tolerated them as a means to increase business and our bottom line.
But that didn’t mean their daughters were dating material.
If that weren’t enough, taking Gabriela out to breakfast would give the Jaliscos’ just cause to put the hurt on me. They guarded their women almost as carefully as we did.
But try and tell that to the raging hard-on that had cursed me since she took her hair down in my office. What colo
