Reinaldo

Jasmine’s blue eyes opened wide as she looked from me to Em and around the room. In our few meetings, it was becoming clear why mí padre mentioned her to me. Her beauty was unique. I’d had a difficult time, even in the meeting with the capo, thinking of anything other than last night’s encounter, the way her body responded to me. Taking her out into the city didn’t sit well with me. Nothing since I found her with Em had sat well with me. He was my friend and mí ...