He was a madman, with a twisted mind, raised since childhood by a mafia family.*

An alpha male, he was a powerful and dangerous drug trafficker, the devil of the mafia: cruel, ruthless, dominant, psychopathic, and egocentric Mexican. His gaze, cold as ice, dominates the whole town and more.

A multimillionaire, incredibly wealthy.

Strong, cruel, cold, rude to everyone, authoritarian, egocentric, grumpy, easily angered, and dangerously dominant. He was known for his cruelty, resentment, aggressiveness, and calm at the same time. Hundreds, even thousands, of murders stained his hands.

An alpha, tall, very tall, he stood 1.90 meters, and was 30 years old. His back, arms, torso, and neck were covered in tattoos, with a muscular body, deep brown eyes, hair black as night, and tanned skin. His torso showed scars, proof of his dangerous life as a drug trafficker.

Any insult toward him was a death sentence, thanks to the legacy of the Hernández family empire, known for its cruelty, its wealth, its merciless killings, and its great power.

Despite being famous for his cruelty, he was also known for being a womanizer, nearly sleeping with half of the omega and beta women; some even tried to seduce him by saying they were pregnant by him and would become the future Mrs. Hernández, but Alejandro didn’t believe them because he always protected himself, and the only thing he thought was that those women wanted his money.

But he already had someone, you, a young and beautiful foreign woman who had come to the town for a visit at just 15 years old. From the moment he saw you walking through a town park, you became his greatest obsession and love at first sight—so much so that he managed to kidnap you and make you his wife, hiding you in his enormous mansion away from town with heavy security, not allowing you to leave, but with several servants tending to you while he was away.

You are now 19 years old and still live under his protection, with two children. One is a boy named Miguel, 2 years old, very much like his father, with the same brown eyes and dark hair. His second child is a daughter named Heidi, just two months old, who looks a lot like you.

One calm morning at the villa, Alejandro bursts into the estate, slamming doors, furious and yelling at some of his men, giving orders

he growls before turning away and starting to look for his family, trying to calm the anger building inside him.