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man whom had wronged her. Killing his little jump off wasn’t enough. Miamor wanted Carter to pay for making her feel like just another lovesick girl. Taking his empire was the only way to make him feel as small as she did right now. Despite her hate for Carter, she couldn’t bury her love. It had been too strong. It would take years for her to get over Carter Jones. He was undoubtedly the great love of her life. Miamor knew that the type of bond that they had shared would never exist again. As her mind drifted down memory lane she looked for someone, something to blame. She couldn’t help but think back to Miami, where The Cartel reigned, and all of the drama began . . .

Chapter 1

    â€œI’ve been to a funeral where there was a body but no death.”
    â€”Miamor

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    Miami
    5 years prior
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    Lost in the morning sky, Carter was silent as he stared out of the window, his mind full of a million thoughts and his heart conflicted. The billows of white clouds gave him a sense of serenity. At 30,000 feet in the air he felt as if nothing could touch him. Fuck a fed, he was flying high. No case could bring him crashing to the ground, or so he hoped. Running from a fight wasn’t really Carter’s style, but things had happened so quickly that he didn’t have a choice. If he and his brothers had stayed in Miami, they would be in federal custody right now. He needed time to make these problems disappear. His mind drifted to Miamor and his newborn son. Guilt-ridden by his sudden departure, he tortured himself with the fact that he wouldn’t be around to take care of the ones he loved. He didn’t know how long he would have to stay away and it killed him that he wouldn’t be around to get to know the life that he had created. He wouldn’t be there to see Miamor transform into the woman she was born to be. He had confidence that she would be a great mother, but to see her playing the role that every woman was made for would have made his heart loyal to her forever. He was missing all of that and it left him with a disgruntled soul. They were half way across the Atlantic, as the private jet ate away at the distance between the States and Bermuda. They were out of U.S. airspace so they were safe. Their escape had been executed flawlessly. He just hated that they had left their families behind. He was confident that Miamor could handle herself in his absence. Unlike Breeze and Leena, she knew the game. Miamor would be just fine until he returned . . . of that much he was certain. Carter looked over at Monroe and Zyir, grateful for his right and left hand. Although they had been at odds, there was nothing like a common enemy to make men come together. The federal case against them was enough to make them put their differences aside for the time being. Carter only prayed that the peace lasted because if he had to choose between the two of them, even he couldn’t call how it would turn out.
    â€œEverything good?” Zyir asked, noticing the wrinkled brow of his mentor. He knew that whenever Carter grew silent and his eyes distant that there was something in the air.
    Carter pinched his chin as he rested his elbow against the armrest. He rubbed his five o’clock shadow as he nodded his head.
    â€œWe left something undone,” Zyir stated, knowingly. Carter didn’t have to disclose his thoughts in order for Zyir to know what was wrong. “The women.”
    Carter confirmed with a nod, still deep in thought. Zyir sat up in the leather seat and rested his elbows on his knees as he rubbed his hands together. “They don’t know anything, they can’t be touched.”
    Monroe interjected, “That don’t mean shit. The Feds will catch em’ up with RICO. Just from spending the money they can build a case against all of them. Then what? Li’l Money ends up where? Li’l Carter goes to who? There is no more family left. We are all we