Alexander Richardson is a nineteen-year-old attorney in the making. He spent his childhood reading through his father's law books. When his parents were murdered and their killer was never found or convicted, Alex began focusing his entire being on finding and getting one man in jail.

Sergio Garcia-Marquez is undoubtedly not one of the best people. He's a gang leader with a bad temper hidden behind an army and he is probably the last person anyone would want to cross.

So what happens when Sergio takes a liking to the latest addition to his long lost of drug dealers - a list he usually couldn't care about? While Alexander begins to realise there's a fine line between good and bad, and two wrongs never make a right.

The Lord's Favourite dealer

I leaned my head against the window as we drove. It was almost five in the afternoon; Sergio had decided we were leaving before we could have dinner so my stomach was pretty pissed at him. The sun was beginning to set. 


I had actually had tons of fun with his family, and I didn't mind having to go home and make something to eat myself since Kent stayed back at the loft. Sergio's mother seemed to like Kent too, I wonder if Sergio noticed? Probably not. He noticed no such thing. 


I looked up raising my brows as Sergio parked the car in front of a small bakery in a road full of stores. 


"Why did we stop here? Are you planning on selling drugs in cake?" I asked taking in the cosy-looking bakery and coffee shop. He chuckled. 


"No... I uh... actually, I'm cutting the deal off – or the arrangement, agreement, whatever. You just don't have to sell for me anymore." He said. I sat up straight and looked at him. 


Chapter 33