☆☆Available Now☆☆ Miami, Florida SELMA The life I hated was soon approaching. Regrettably, I would be forced to embrace it. At the tender age of thirteen, this same lifestyle had taken me away from my very own mother. I knew all too well the pain Mona had been experiencing. After having spoken to my only granddaughter, I realized it was time to put a plan into motion using every resource I had at my disposal. After hanging up the phone with Mona, I immediately placed another call. “Si. I want to know everything there is to know about Benny “Heads” Wilson and Lorenzo “Lo” Baxter.” Then I hung up the phone without another word. I had made the decision to go to Baltimore to find out exactly what was going on within my family. “Armando Carlos Ramirez if you or any of your affiliates have brought or intend to bring any harm to my granddaughter, you will pay with your life.” I spoke aloud with a raised eyebrow as if he could hear me; I meant every word. Armando and I hadn’t spoken in years due to the lifestyle he chose to live. However, we were still married because my family didn’t believe in divorce. I got up from the sofa, walked over to the huge window in my study, and looked out at my estate. I was rich beyond anyone’s wildest dreams. My restaurant chain, “Mamacita’s” had been a very lucrative business for me over the years, making me millions of dollars. I had it all. Yet, I felt extremely empty inside. Then I found a reason to live again. Mona was all I ever thought about. After losing the love of my life, who was my eldest son Ray, things were not the same. As a result, I suffered a nervous breakdown and had to be hospitalized. The entire ordeal was a reminder of what I had gone through after my mom was murdered. Therefore, I made a promise to myself to save Mona from a life in which she hadn’t asked to be born into. Standing five foot even, and with the exception of a streak of grey in the center, my hair was jet black and long. It hung just above the small of my back. My caramel colored skin was as smooth as a baby’s ass; my eyes were hazel brown and I didn’t have a wrinkle in sight. My small waist and round backside gave me the appearance of a younger woman in her early 30s. When in fact, I was actually 60 years old. Furthermore, I had the strength of a woman in the prime of her 20s. I worked out every day, ate healthy, and refused to permit my age to become a hindrance. “Jose, I am ready to leave now.” I said turning and facing my limo driver who was patiently waiting for me in the doorway of my study. “Si Madame Ramirez.” Jose acknowledged before walking away. I stood in the center of the floor taking one more glance at my beautiful surroundings before heading out to my awaiting limo. Deciding to go after Armando obligated me to indirectly claim my place on the throne as head of The Ramirez Family.
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