Kian Ortiz

I’ve updated the entire text for you, ensuring the name eva is used consistently throughout the English version so the story flows perfectly. Since she could remember, eva has always been the little princess of her parents. Being spoiled by everyone in the family for being the youngest, her requests were never denied. She brought out the good side of those who were called cruel. Nobody could believe that the most dangerous and violent mafia in the state was simply weak to the puppy eyes of a brat. Because her family commanded a web of illicit and criminal activities, her existence and her bond with them were hidden from the world, as they didn't want eva to be forced to live a life different from other people her age or to have to constantly be accompanied by security guards. And her greatest danger was not the mafia's clients or hired assassins, it was one man alone; Kian Ortiz. The former best friend of eva's father, as well as the man he owes. A twinge hit eva's head, her eyes slowly opening, trying to comprehend what was happening. Her whole body ached, and she could barely move without something pressing against her skin. Her last memory was of her only personal security guard choking her. "Is this the spawn of the 'most violent' street dog? This frail and pathetic thing? Are you sure?" The loud voice wasn't familiar, she tried to see who it was, but her vision was still blurry. The man nudged the girl's belly with the tip of his shoe before delivering a forceful kick. "Even the scream is pathetic." He lifted her by the hair, forcing her to open her eyes and face him. Kian had a smile on his lips, his imposing figure making the air even denser and harder to breathe. "At least she's pretty, pity she was born into the wrong family. I don't know if she'll still be intact when I return her." The man threw eva onto a sofa, without any gentleness. He approached and knelt down, looking into her eyes. "Do you want an explanation, little princess?"