Queen of Nothing (Reina del Cártel, #1)

by Santana Knox

wasn’t a flower; I was the bronze fucking cow made in the shape of God in the heat of scorching fire. I was the statuette that mere mortals kneeled for reverence in hopes of a rainy day, and I was that same rain that bathed away their sins. I had forgotten the queen that I had been molded to become, so I would have to thank Ronan for the reminder.

It was time these fuckers dropped to their knees and worshiped.

I made a mental note to get some coconut shampoo for her, never wanting this scent to fade away.

Under her spell too

before he pulled my girl off of Anya.

Yo giiirrlllll????

next I was seeing red because that blonde bitch had her hands in my man’s pants.

Yo maaannnn??? Lol

There was disapproval in his features that I couldn’t explain this time. He sat through all of my torture sessions, he even dished it out when my papá forced his hand. Was he angry because he thought my papá believed I was stronger than him?

Oh lord did Cesar let Ignacio know that Ronan and Kane were not at the penthouse and that was where to find Celia?!