Ayla, a young woman with beautiful, pearly blue eyes, her hair as blonde as an angel's, radiating brightness, with an enviable intelligence, at 20 years old and dreaming of sanctity.

Her biggest dream is to enter a convent, surrender to chastity, and live a life of good deeds, as she is not satisfied with just going to help the children at the orphanage.

But she needs to help her mother with the household finances because she believes that she must first serve at home before serving those outside.

Dona Joaquina is a widowed woman who makes a living from sewing at home. The two lead a very simple life, but one full of love.

They live in a modest neighborhood in Las Vegas, and to get to the renowned company she works for, she has to take two crowded buses.

Because the company is very upscale, and made up of women who are very well-dressed or vulgar, in Ayla's opinion, they often make fun of her because of her simple and humble way of dressing, concluding that she is poor. But she doesn't care; this young woman is not moved by wealth and luxury, because in her heart, none of that will take her to the kingdom of heaven. The nickname they gave her is like a compliment; they call her "Little Nun."

She doesn't care much about it; on the contrary, she even likes it.

Her friend, Marcela, is always picking fights with everyone and everything because of the mockery her friend suffers.

However, Ayla doesn't let it get her down because she really needs this job, not to mention that her salary is very good.

And besides, she outshines many well-dressed and put-together women when it comes to numbers, after all, she is an expert in accounting.

This beautiful, sweet, and simple young woman enchants many men, even covered almost from head to toe.

She has a friend, Marcela, who helps her with the children at the Good Jesus Orphanage, which she frequently visits. However, Marcela is far from being a saint; she's more of a firecracker.

Think of someone who is attentive, well, that's her, but the two are like sisters; they work together.

Marcela has a simple car, one of those popular models, but it helps them get around with the donations and toys for the orphanage.

Well, this simple and peaceful life won't last long, until she crosses paths with the all-powerful one.

Lorenzo, son, is his name, better known as El Cortez, the eldest son of the Cortez family, a renowned family in Las Vegas, at 33 years old, one might say the "owners of Las Vegas."

Owners of an untold fortune, one might say, owning several casinos, and businesses, "legal," to cover up the mafia, thus serving as money laundering, for the drugs that flowed throughout the country and beyond, yes, the El Cortez mafia was one of the largest businesses exporting drugs from the country.

A man who owned himself, he exuded arrogance, luxury, and a bad temper.

Women would do anything to have this man's heart, well, if he even has one.

He liked to use women as he saw fit, and he gave them what they wanted, money.

For them, women are all the same, self-serving.

He has a younger sister, Alexia, she is 23 years old, a very beautiful woman and totally different from her brother, cheerful, extroverted, and to put it popularly, she doesn't give a damn about anything.

With that little angel face of hers, she fools a lot of people, because she's anything but innocent.

Photo taken from the internet

Since she is the darling of the El Cortez family, she gets away with everything, wrapping her father around her little finger to avoid getting married, after all, she likes to enjoy life, even though she knows she needs to get married a virgin, she always says that she will only marry the man she falls in love with.

Today was another ordinary and hectic day for El Cortez, like every day, he went to the company, to resolve company matters, casinos, and especially the mafia, his days were always very hectic and full of responsibilities and in the most extreme cases, let's say, when nothing could go wrong, he would go out to resolve matters personally.

Seeing that he couldn't handle all of that by himself, he decided to hire a secretary to help him, at least with the family's legal business, he even thought about calling his sister to help him, but the two of them together would quickly spark, so he thought it best to put someone in whom he could order around without major problems, so he calls the company manager and says.

El Cortez: Deborah, I want a secretary for myself, preferably one who is mute, and who under no circumstances throws herself at me, because you know I hate that sort of thing, especially at the company.

Deborah: Alright, sir, I'll send you Ayla, who is known as the nun.

El Cortez: Whatever, as long as she doesn't bother me, you can send me the pope himself.

And so he hangs up the phone, unconcerned with who it would be, as long as they didn't stress him out, it was fine.

He solves some problems for the company, but today was one of those days when he needs to go out personally to collect some debts, and so he goes out to solve these problems.

Ayla:

I wake up very early as always, I like to have my morning coffee with my mother and do things calmly.

As soon as I finish I go to the bus stop, which arrives after about ten minutes and soon I get on that crowded bus, after about fifteen minutes I get off near the subway and soon I get on, and luckily for me this train is less crowded than the bus I was on, and I even see a place for me to sit.

And after about twenty minutes I get off and walk to the company I work for.

Today is another ordinary day, as always I go all my way praying my rosary and asking that my day be blessed, because I'm going to be very sincere to put up with those women who are not satisfied with anything, they just complain, one who is fat, another who is ugly, look, it's just God and my little virgin to handle this.

They can't see the good side of things, just waking up healthy and being able to breathe is already more than enough to be thankful for, that's why whenever I come back, I pray a rosary for them, because only God's mercy saw it.

So I arrive at the accounting room and I already start my work, I go working and praying mentally.

It doesn't take long and I see Mrs. Debora, she's a nice woman, except when the boss calls her, this woman gets a terrible energy, mercy.

Soon she approaches me and calls me to talk in her office.

I immediately think, oh my little saint, what did I do wrong for this woman to want to talk to me, even more so in particular, well, even though I'm scared, I'll go after her;

Ayla: Hi Mrs. Debora, what did I do?

Debora: You didn't do anything, well, I don't think you did anything to put up with that grumpy man!

Ayla: What are you talking about, Mrs. Debora?

Debora: It was nothing, I just thought out loud, well from now on you will no longer work here in accounting, your new position will be as secretary to Mr. El Cortez!

Ayla: My God, what grave sin have I committed that I don't know about?

Tell me that I'm praying three rosaries kneeling on corn, oh my little saint, why did you abandon me like this?

Dona Debora smiles at my despair and says.

Debora: I need someone who won't hit on our boss and you are perfect for that, I am absolutely sure that I will have no problems with that.

Ayla: If that's the problem, teach me how to hit on him, then he won't want me there anymore!

Debora: No way, you are perfect for this and besides, if you hit on him you will go to hell!

Ayla: Mercy ma'am, knock on wood three times, well if there's no remedy for this, all that's left for me is to go!

Debora: Yes, and if you survive this, you've already got your ticket to heaven.