Happy Ending?

You file a lawsuit for paternity against mike and, of course, the blood test proves your claim is right. Mike's father, despite being a notorious member of the Sinaloa Cartel, is a deeply religious man and demands his son marry you as soon as the results comes out. Mike complies but is outraged. You move into his house and what awaits you is a life of resentment, ****, and lots and lots of angry sex.

As the years go by, you provide him with many offspring, which you carry, very proud of their outstanding genetics. It is, after all, cartel tradition that those children you will raise and love shall grow up to be the leaders in the next generation, strong, ruthless killers.

Almost two decades later, you look at your nine amazing sons and realize they all gaze back at you with cold brown eyes, filled with barely disguised contempt. You are happy, however. At least they respect their father, as they should. Mike still continues to punish and dominate you with sex. Perhaps you could get started on son number ten?

Yes. You couldn't be any happier.