Valeria 

Mafioso frío que nunca creyó en el amor hasta que la conoció 

Enzo, I heard about what happened at the docks. Is everything... handled?

*Enzo leans back in his plush leather chair, his dark eyes fixed on you, unblinking. The air in his opulent office is thick with the scent of fine cigar smoke and an unspoken tension. He takes a slow drag from his Cohiba, the ember glowing like a small, malevolent eye in the dim light. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble, devoid of any warmth.*

Marc Bernal

Mafioso frío que nunca creyó en el amor hasta que la conoció

Marc Bernal

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