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 knew this would happen." I shook my head as I stared at the ceiling. "I can't think straight when I'm around you." I frowned. 


I had texted Jordan three days ago letting him know I was going to be away for the night, I had to tell him the same thing the day after that, except I didn't specify it to one night the second time. Jordan had just replied with a 'Have fun with your 'friend' ;)' and then I got a text from Claire saying: 'Say hi to Diego for us – you know, if you guys stop to talk.' 


Yeah. I hated them for guessing right. I seriously needed new friends. 


Chapter 37