EastSeated on my bed, popping out smoke. It's seven in the morning, the day is super bright, the sun is entering my room through the fucking windows. It's beautiful. But I hate it. I hate the sun. I hate it this morning, mainly because I am fucking pissed. Last night I called Mona, she gave me a fucking excuse. Like what the fuck? That bitch thinks I can't get a new girl on my bed in a second. Sucking on my big cigar, I blew out smoke. Morning smoke is the best. It awakes all the organs in the body. Tells them it's morning already. Standing on my feet, I walk towards the windows. The maids are doing their work, some of my men are busy with their morning training. It's a new day. And a busy schedule. My brother is out with Diego and Martin to take care of something. Some bastards had to invade one of my warehouses in Mexico. I am sure they are dead by now. I don't trust Seth with his gun. He has that human sympathy that pisses me off all the
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