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Queen: A change of rules

Frudi Rivera, the determined heir to the Rivera mafia empire, challenges the status quo by seeking to lead her family's organization in a male-dominated world. Her father, Francisco "Cisco" Rivera, assigns her to spy on the rival Martinez family, where she meets Dylan Martinez, the charismatic and rebellious son of Tristan Martinez. Despite their families' animosity, Frudi and Dylan embark on a passionate love affair, but their loyalty is tested when Frudi chooses duty over heart. As Frudi delves deeper into the rivalry between their families, she uncovers shocking secrets, including her mother's true identity as the leader of the Hermosa Lorena family, the source of the longstanding feud. Dylan, struggling with his own identity and responsibilities, discovers Tristan Martinez is his uncle, not his father. Torn between loyalty and love, Dylan must navigate his feelings for Frudi and his family's expectations. As tensions escalate, Frudi faces challenges from rival families, internal power struggles, and heartbreak. Dylan must confront his family's secrets and the truth about his own identity.

Gralikel_fd4 · Urban
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78 Chs

Chapter 11: Frudi Jackson

Dylan's voice dropped to a whisper, his words slurring slightly. "Dad said... he won't scare you away from me." Frudi smiled, amused by Dylan's drunk explanation.

"You're not making sense, Dylan," Frudi teased, her eyes sparkling with mirth.

Dylan's grip on her wrist tightened. "No, listen... Tristan promised. He won't hurt you... won't hate you..." His voice trailed off, and Frudi's heart skipped a beat.

Dylan's whisper sent a shiver down Frudi's spine. "…Except you're a Rivera." His eyes searched hers, oblivious to the truth.

Frudi's mask slipped for a moment, her heart racing. How did he…? No, he couldn't know.

She forced a laugh, playing it off. "What's wrong with Riveras?" Frudi asked, her tone light.

Dylan's expression turned serious. "Nothing, it's just... Tristan's issues." He paused, studying her. "You're not... one of them, are you?"

Frudi's pulse quickened. She held her breath, her secret hanging by a thread.