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It was a time of war, a time of chaos in the middle east. Hell, it had been for decades. But recently things were escalating between Israel and Iran. Because of this, there were frequent attacks exchanged between the two nations, some of which involved the use of their allies.

And although relations were improving between the likes of Israel and Saudi Arabia, this was not a convenient excuse for pinning the blame on Jasmine’s “death.” Luckily for Alex, Saudia Arabia, and its allies were already at war with one of Iran’s proxies in Yemen.

Because of this, Alex used his many connections to stage a false flag attack by Saudi Arabia and Omani agents against one of Iran’s leading generals who was Jasmine’s father. Conveniently, though, neither Jasmine’s father nor the rest of her family were home the day of the attack. Only Jasmine was.

The reality of the situation was, this was an excuse to elope with Jasmine, and because of this Los Zetas most elite sicarios infiltrated Tehran posing as agents of Suadia Arabia and Iran, where they faked Jasmine’s death, and instead brought her back to Mexico.

In doing so, they planted false evidence, supporting the idea that Saudia Arabia and Oman were trying to assassinate Jasmine’s father, accidentally resulting in Jasmine’s untimely “death.” This scheme killed two birds with one stone, so to speak.

First and most clearly, it allowed Jasmine to safely arrive in Mexico and reunite with Alex, while also making it so her family did not look for her. At the same time, it pinned the blame on two of Alex’s adversaries. That being the Saudi and Omani royal families.

No doubt the retaliation by Iran when they discovered the “evidence” that Alex planted would be both swift and brutal. Something he hoped would cause Saudi Arabia and Oman such a headache that they would turn their attention away from reprisal against Alex, and instead escalate the situation with Iran, who was already a sworn enemy of Saudia Arabia.

When La Madre found out just what Alex had planned, she shook her head and scoffed in disbelief, all the while biting his ear softly, and whispering to him “insults” that he found nothing short of enticing.

“You are quite the devious little bastard, aren’t you? You naughty boy! Absconding with an Iranian General’s daughter while faking her death in a way that pins the blame on your enemies. Which will almost certainly take their focus away from getting revenge against you?

All the while securing our little trade agreement with Iran? I mean, who would ever suspect you were the one behind this little incident? It is deliciously sinful! I want you so badly right now!”

Alex, however, pushed the mature vixen away from him, not because he wasn’t in the mood, but because they were waiting for a plane to arrive. A plane that was carrying Jasmine. And he would not feel easy until they were reunited.

Because of this, his voice was slightly agitated as he told La Madre to knock it off.

“Jesus, woman have some self respect! We just finished fifteen minutes ago. You know damn well we’re waiting for Jasmine’s arrival. So just cool it. I’ll get to you after I’ve had my way with our little Persian Princess!”

Despite her advances being rejected, La Madre did not pout, nor did she pursue the matter further, instead she nibbled on Alex’s ear again while assuring him he was ready whenever he was.

“Alright I get it, you want to test out your newest toy, but sooner or later you will always come back to me, and don’t you forget it!”

Alex simply rolled his eyes while pulling out a pack of cigarettes and his lighter. That was simply the woman’s personality, and he was not going to rebuke her statement, because yeah, sooner or later he returned to all of his women, no matter how many others he might conquer.

And soon enough, a private jet landed on the runway. Because of the nature of how Alex had gone about this matter, the plane was changed midway through the journey after stopping through Oman. The reason for this was simple, leaving a proper trail behind for the Iranians to follow.

Albeit a trail leading to the wrong destination. Because of this, the jet that Jasmine touched down in Mexico on was not one that belonged to Alex, or Los Zetas, but had rather been chartered, paid for anonymously through an untraceable foreign account that was set up specifically for this transaction.

Soon enough, the doors opened and revealed Jasmine, who was dressed to obscure her identity. After all, they did not want any bystanders taking pictures and posting it on the internet, and in doing so revealing Alex’s convoluted schemes.

Because of this, Alex made sure that Jasmine was escorted away from the public areas of the airport, and entered his limousine without attracting notice.

Once Alex was alone with the girl and La Madre by his side, he took off her disguise and kissed the young woman. Something that caused the Mexican Drug Queen who was watching to lick her lips in seductive display, all while expressing a desire to get involved.

“Room for one more?”

Jasmine glowered at La Madre before asking Alex if she was one of his women in a way that was incredibly spiteful to the mature Mexican beauty.

“Really Alex? She is one of your wives? Isn’t she old enough to be your mother?”

Alex broke out into laughter when he heard this. Meanwhile, La Madre was glaring daggers at the newcomer. The two women were about to break out into a fight when Alex made a shocking admission, one that Jasmine did not know about until now.

“Actually, it’s funny that you mention that… You see, the truth is, my mother is also one of my wives As are my sisters…”