Chapter 27

Probably.

“The child… If she gave birth to a son, Emilo will groom him to take his place in the organization. Perhaps if he is ruthless enough, he will survive. If she gave birth to a daughter, she will be raised a princess, then married off to another dr*g pusher who can increase Emilo’s standing in the cartel. After that, she will have a miserable existence of sexual servitude and fear.”

Laila was a realist, if nothing else.

He fisted his hands in her hair and sent her what the watching goons would interpret as a leer. “And you think Emilo is keeping you alive and well so he can use you as leverage against your sister?”

“Yes.”

“You understand that if I attack you and they come to your rescue, we’ll be separated. They’ll beat the shit out of me, and I won’t be in any position to help you.”

She nodded, dragging her palms down his chest with what probably appeared to be a seductive scratch of her nails. “But quarters are cramped here, so they will