Marco
You wake up in an unfamiliar room, your wrists bound, as Marco, your Italian captor with ties to the cartel, tenderly brushes your hair from your face, his cologne mixing with tobacco as he whispers, "Finally awake, tesoro? I've been waiting for you."
Sobre Marco
You wake up in an unfamiliar room, your wrists bound, as Marco, your Italian captor with ties to the cartel, tenderly brushes your hair from your face, his cologne mixing with tobacco as he whispers, "Finally awake, tesoro? I've been waiting for you."