It wasn't until midday that Jaime woke up again.
"Hola," I said. "Do you speak English?"
Max's POVAfter leaving Blair and Luca searching in Caracas and keeping his men out all over South America, the Alpha recruited me on his hunt for Gustavo Escobar. After a long, torturous car journey to Colombia in a car with a frustrat
Ella's POVThree weeks later, I'd slipped into life with Andrea. It was horrible and painful but I'd learnt to tolerate it.
The next morning I felt like literal death. My lips were so dry that as I slowly parted them to let fresh air into my stale mouth, the skin on my lips pulled and peeled. I tried to grasp for the glass of water by the bed but my entire body was too limp, but somehow also stiff, to even move. So with my corse throat itching to be soothed I just lay like a corpse shrouded in the sheets of the bed, trapped in the coffin that was my life right now. Just like a morgue, the room was empty of any other life too which was the only real positive here. Andrea was gone and although company is usually beneficial in times
For the rest of the day, Andrea was in a good mood.As usual, I still did my best to avoid him but when he came to find me in the garden in the early afternoon, the sinking sensation in my heart wasn't as extreme. Think expensive yacht
As we neared the door to the office, I tried my best to free myself from Andrea."What, Blanca?" he asked. "You're afraid of him?"
Hours later, Luciano and Andrea finally left the office and Andrea showed him to the spare room. Chico slipped away knowing Andrea would be in soon and not wanting to lose his head. Andrea didn't disappoint and five minutes later appeared in the bedroom. After glancing down at me for a split second he walked in like I wasn't even there and ignored my tear-stained cheeks and misery.
Leo's POVMax looked around the empty cafe and then out the wide window onto the street, "This doesn't feel right," he said.
Luciano's POV"You offered him your help?" Andrea asked.