EMILIO’S POV
My thoughts raced in my mind the closer we get to the club.
Amina is gonna be so pissed, but I don’t care. I’m not the type of person to just sit on the sidelines and watch as everyone else burns everything to the ground. Not that I don’t think she isn’t capable of running things, I just would rather her not too.
She wasn’t built for this life, even if she did get dragged into it. I want better for her than to play boss to a cartel.
She’s a brilliant woman who is capable of so much more and I just hope she understands.
I love her after all and don’t want her to hate me, even though I’m sure she will.
I sighed out in frustration as Sebi pulled up to the club.
“Park around back.” I ordered out to him
He listened and parked around back.
There was a security guar
