The vice-president of Mexico, by name Richard Wilson descended his private plain elegantly. The camera lights kept flashing at him as he walked down the carpet with his fleets of bodyguards protecting him

"Welcome back to Mexico sir" His assistant bowed respectfully.

"Thank you.. Is my mansion ready?" He asked

"Yes sir, please follow me" He gestured and he did just that.

They opened the door and he got in his limousine before the car drove off.

He crossed his leg and smiled as he stared out of the window.

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Adriana sat on the bed as she stared at her phone. The unknown number sent another...