Doesn't that mean she's still alive

Mateo stayed late in the office again but today, it wasn't intentional. He had gathered a few members of the board to discuss an important matter.

"Here you are, sir,"

"I'm grateful." He said collecting the file. He looked at everyone present. "The LD properties listing on the New York Stock Exchange is dangerous, according to the findings.

"If that doesn't work, additional divisions...

"There are no arguments against Las Güeros' New York listing." he said cutting of the man that had spoken. "It is a necessity, which is why we are pressing for it." He sighs. "Thus, the term "fail" is no longer acceptable. Try to solve whatever issue you perceive to be a problem within that period. Have you got it?"

They all agreed, "Yes."

He swung around to face his assistant. "Tell the head of the distribution unit that he needs to see me first thing in the morning before the meeting starts."

"Yes sir!" he said bowing slightly.

The meeting came to an end but he still stayed back. He didn't like going back home. He won't even think of going if not for Alma.

Mateo stood in his office, by the window with a glass of wine in his hand.

The office was no bigger than his apartment, but he’d invested a lot of money into it.

He’d even redesigned it, adding a second story to increase his privacy and security.

As he brought the glass to his lips, he got flashes of her . He still felt her fingers touching his hand, how soft she felt. Her eyes, they seemed to sparkle in the sunlight. Those eyes were beautiful. The sensual lips, they made him melt. He’d been attracted to her from the very beginning, She was in his heart, the beautiful thing that wasn’t his.

When he first saw her, his heart skipped a beat. He could sense a connection between them that he knew would be hard to break.

He found his body growing warm and hard. He was drawn to her in every way.

Why?

His mind flashed back to what he had witnessed when he had followed her to her dressing room so he could return her ring.

He had heard sounds and thought something was wrong but nothing prepared him for what he saw. Nothing at all.

He did not expect to see that She would be naked from her waist down. Her legs were spread apart and he could see her sex, glistening.

She moaned as she touched herself , rubbing her labia with a finger. His heart had raced when he had heard the sound of her voice.

Mateo froze. He stood there, watching as she pleasured herself. He thought it 'look away' but his eyes wouldn't obey. Mateo had seen her naked, heard her pleasure and the vividness of her moans. It had stirred up his arousal.

He closed his eyes, not wanting to see the scene, but his memories were becoming too hard to resist.

He lifted his glass to his lips again, a dry sip. The wine was sweet. She was so lovely. She was that thing he had wanted to possess.

He shook his head, trying to put the image out of his mind. He needed to focus on his work. He couldn’t afford to be distracted.

Not now.

He stared out of the window, the images still haunting him. He sighed softly. He knew it was wrong but he couldn't help himself. Every time he had seen her he would think of the things he wanted to do to her. His heart would race and his breathing would get heavy as he imagined her naked and in his arms. What had she done to him?

A knock on the door took him away from his line of thoughts. It was his secretary. "It's your wife on the line sir. She says it's important she speaks with you." He said stretching the phone to him.

He looked at it hesitantly before taking it. "Hello?"

"Why did you answer your call on time?" she queried.

"I am a busy man Maria and you know that, so get to the point."

She gritted her teeth, it was all she could do to keep her anger from exploding and that too in front of her 'friends'.

"Dad wants to have lunch with us tomorrow at the golf course"

"You should know better than to drop things like this on me so suddenly. I have a very important meeting tomorrow with all the CEOs. I won't be in attendance."He refused without batting an eye.

"And you should know by now that whenever he requests to have dinner at the golf course, it is always an important matter or do you think he doesn't have things to do than sit and look at your face over lunch? I don't want to argue with you over this issue, just get yourself ready and remember, Alma come with us." She said and hung up.

Mateo was frustrated. Not just frustrated with his wife, but with life. He was frustrated and couldn't think of anything else to do. He felt like he was going crazy He didn't know what was wrong with him.

He had been married for years and they had a beautiful daughter together, but he was feeling restless. What kind of woman did he marry? He had just gotten off the phone with his wife and he was exhausted. She had been complaining about the same thing over and over again and it was finally getting to him. He was getting sick of her complaints and he knew that this was the last straw. He felt like smashing his phone but then thought, what would happen if he did that? What would she do if he broke his phone?

He thought about what he should do next. He could go to the gym, but he was really tired. He could go home and take a nap, but he was not sure if he would fall asleep. After taking a breath and calming down, he decided it was beat if he just stayed at the office till the next morning.

* * * * *

"Are you sure someone is not trying to play a prank on you or something?"

Diego have Olivia a quizzical look. "What do you mean?"

He had instructed her do check who and where the package he received was from. If there was a chance that Amelia was still alive somewhere, he wanted to find her.

"I've checked over and over and over again but I still get the same thing. Both the sender and dispatch place are fake."

"But how in the world is that possible? cómo" He sighed. "What about her mother? did you check with her?"

"Her resident registration number has expired, and neither Amelia's entry nor exit from the nation were noted in the records. There is no way to verify their survival.

Doesn't the fact that the parcel was just delivered indicate that she is still alive even though the letter's delivery date was ten years ago?

"Do you suppose she has moved abroad or is still in the United States?"

I'm uncertain.

Every time I think about it, it still bothers me. The fact that I abandoned her unattended there.

"Diego, that was the best you could have done to keep her safe. For the best, it was.

"I'm curious as to how a young child made it through there on her own. I'm curious to see how she appears now. How will I know her?

* * * * * *

"Lia, move away from the counter so you won't hurt yourself." Li-lah said as she made the finishing touches to breakfast.

"But mamá, I want to learn how to cook."

"And you will, but now now. You're so small you can't even reach the counter top." She said laughing.

Just then the doorbell rang.

"At least you're tall enough to teach the door knob. Be a sweetheart and help mommy with the door."

Lia nodded gleefully and ran to the door.

"And what is that beautiful smell serenading my nose?" came Daniel's voice.

Li-lah gave him a sweet smile. "You're here?"

He went to her and gave her a light kiss on the cheek. "Yup! I was going to check out a property I was planning to buy to start up something and decided to stop by. I hope I'm not intruding?"

"How can you say that? You're welcome here anytime. I was just finishing breakfast. I hope you are not in a hurry?"

"Even if I was, I'll change it because of you."

"Oh! stop it! you and your flattering."

"And whose voice is that that I'm hearing?"

"Good morning mother." Daniel greeted bowing slightly.

"Good morning Dan! I hope you had a good night's rest?"

"I did! I did!"

"Mother, can you help me with the table while I dish out the food?"

"Alright dear! Lia, come help Grandma set up."

"Okay!" she said bouncing behind Sam.