When Don Carter flies to Santiago de Cuba, his plans are to rendezvous with his new connect, Vicente. He never expected to meet the beautiful and vestal virgin Maria – Vicente’s daughter. It was love at first sight, Don and Maria unite romantically, the ultimate betrayal and disrespect to Vicente. A love child – Mercedes is born. Risking it all for love, Don gives up everything and arranges for the two of them to be moved to New York City. Mercedes is the splitting image of her mother and Don does everything in his power to provide the same lifestyle Maria was provided in Cuba by Vicente. Mercedes lives the good life until old wounds are rehashed in the form of an informant. The Carter family is under attack as several members are murdered and secrets are exposed in the most vicious form. Will Mercedes find out who's behind all of the havoc before it's too late?
Genre: FICTION / Contemporary WomenSales are good in ebook, paperback and audio book. The book has over 38 reviews on Amazon.com. Part 2 will release in three months.
Don reclined in his broad leather seat smoking a thick Cuban cigar. It hung on the side of his mouth as he effortlessly inhaled the tasty smoke. He slowly exhaled the smoke from his full curvy lips. Smoke seductively filled the air, as if he were posing for a Playgirl photo shoot. He wore a long, thick, diamond-encrusted necklace. It complimented the studded Rolex on his left arm. Glancing over at the window, he noticed they were minutes away from touching down in Cuba. Don always flew in style in his multi-million dollar private jet. His entourage was deep. He was accompanied by his right-hand man and brother Roy Carter, his left-hand ace Frank Cilliaco and several body guards. He even brought along a few street workers, his food attendant Milan, and of course his designated jet driver Alberto. This group had the benefit of traveling with him exclusively. Don always enjoyed the beautiful cerulean waters of the Cuban coastline. While looking out of the window, he could see the beautiful palm trees at a distance. The jet began its descent and Alberto’s voice announced that they would be landing in just a few minutes. Don sighed in relief. He was finally about to touch Cuban soil again and begin his mission. He slept throughout most of the flight, but Roy woke him up when he began talking to him.
As the plane landed and he heard the wheels rumbling, Don gazed at Havana through the small window. He smiled at the sight of the beautiful city and the wonderful memories it contained. Although he only came to Cuba for business, he always felt safe and relaxed when he was here. The Cubans showed Don major love. Back home in New York, however, the game was totally different. Of course he was well-known and respected, but he always had to watch his back. Don had to stay ten steps ahead of the game, just in case a nigga tried to make a move.
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