We walk to the doctor’s office, his hand on my lower back like we are a perfect couple. Everything should look good since he's running for governor. The drug lord  is really good at pretending and making it look like he's good so sadly, he has a good chance of winning.  

“ Mr future governor,” The doctor greets him with great merriment.  

“ Hello, doctor,” 

After explaining the to the doctor situation and doctor asks some questions but I refuse to answer. 

“ Could it be she is on a contraption without your knowledge?”

 I bite my lips, anticipating my punishment.  

“ Mi Chiquita,” Mario calls, motioning me to follow the doctor. After running a series of tests, we come back to the office.

“ I was right she’s on a pill,” The doctor informs Mario who looks hurt by this. After the gentlemen finish discussing, we get up to leave. 

“ Thank you, Dean,” 

" Anytime and good luck, sir,"

“ Baby let’s go,”

Marion is silent the whole way. Just making phone calls. 

“ Faster,” he orders the middle-aged driver who steps on the gas. When we reach the estate, he opens the door for me. 

“ Do you have it ready?” he asks one of the guards.

Mario drag me by my hair, walking fast to the back of the mansion. I am having a hard time between walking and the pain in my hair 

“ Bring it!” he shouts, pushing me into a huge empty building. This is the room he comes to beat or torture his enemies, the room of horrors. 

“ Mario you’re hurting me, stop,"

“Hurt? Denying me a child is what is hurting me right now!” he yells. I try to get away but two huge men stand in way. My eyes find my friend, Troy and he looks petrified.

“ Hurry the fuck up, you bastards!" Tears well in my eyes as more men come in, and I sob,

“ Marion, I don’t like it in here please let me leave,” I beg. 

“Give her a gun,” he orders and one of his men does that but I shake my head, not wanting to touch it. 

“ Marion, please,” I beg, ugly tears running down my cheeks. 

“ I’ve been tolerating your insolence and have been going easy on you but no more,” He grits. “ Refusing me an heir is unpardonable,” he growls. 

“ No-,” 

“ Take it,” he whispers, I look at it again, I can’t touch that. “ TAKE IT!” he shouts, and I cover my face with my shaking hands, in fear of the angry drug lord. 

“ Aviana, please, pick it up,” he tells me in a soft voice and I clumsily do just that. 

“ Good girl,” He praises. They drag a man who is covered in blood and injuries. 

"Please, Boss, don't kill me," The battered man begs.  

" Someone gag him, he's annoying me,"

“I've been wanting to kill this pathetic traitor for a while but I wanted to make it memorable," Mario sighs, coming close to me " And this is it, I want you to him, Aviana,”

" No, no Mario don't make me do this," I cry.

" Your first fucking kill. Clap everyone, my little angel is going to kill," 

His men clapped just as he ordered. 

" And you get to kill with the one weapon you despise so much," I'm looking at the killing machine in my hand and I shiver.

" This scumbag was one of your father's former partners, remember how they haunted you and your mother when he died?" 

I scrutinize the man who is on his knees, and memories of how the cartels hunted us come to me, my mom had to marry a high-ranking drug lord for protection and smooth operations. 

" Too bad you're not as smart or as cunning as your mother," He scowls.

As soon as those words leave his mouth, Mario pulls out a gun from his belt and shuts the man. Blood splatter on my skin and I scream, holding my ears. He breathes out loudly, satisfied. I flinch when he points a gun at me but puts it away 

“ Ok, bring it out!” he orders. I almost fall on my ass when a man brings a branding iron. I've never been more scared in my life! It is red, and I'm sure it has been in hot coal for hours. I start to back away and tears blind my vision.