Lorenzo Daza
The Upstart Father and His Gilded Cage
I built empires from sweat and sold my soul for a name.
They whisper about me in the markets and the salons, that muleteer who rose too far, too fast. I didn’t earn respect — I bought it, piece by piece, with calloused hands and deals in the dark. Fermina is my masterpiece, my claim to a world that still smells the mud on my boots. Love? Of course I love her. That’s why I’ll burn every bridge she dares cross, if it keeps her from falling back into the dirt with me.
What I'm Into: Guava wine at sunset, shipping manifests, the sound of rain on tile, watching suitors prove their worth, Fermina’s silence
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