"El Russo is so hot, I mean imagine if one of the Merchant brothers finally get to bed me this weekend, I will slump and die." Cathy chimed on.
"You can't slump and die from something you do every other weekend." Irina pushed up her glasses. "Come on, don't be a jealous skank. I know you hate him. But you know me, no bad blood." Cathy retorted with a smile. Irina rolled her eyes at her best friend. Ever since her sister was killed, Irina had felt nothing but pure hatred for the El Puertos. "Come on, Cathy, hasten your steps, we have to hurry up now. Papa will kill me if he finds out I got home this late." "Your father does not come home until midnight, chill amigo." Cathy pulled out a pack of gum and popped it into her mouth. Blowing a bubble out of it and letting it pop loudly. The sound of the gum popping echoed through the quiet, dark neighborhood they walked in. Cathy was Irina's best friend and soul sister. They were childhood friends and had done everything together right from childhood. In El Salvador, only two families ruled the Corrina and they were the two ruthless families in El Salvador; Irina's family, The Madrigals and their rival El Puerto, otherwise known by their gang name, the Merchants. Irina was the perfect daughter in front of her father; modest, shy, glasses, braces and all. But under the influence of Cathy, she had got the chance to live a life outside the bubble her Father had planned for her. Ever since her older sister's death, her father hid Irina from the world in order to protect her. He rarely let her out of his sight. She was beautiful, intelligent, feisty, with a moderate hour glass figure, green eyes, round face, cleft chin, and rose lips. Nonetheless all of that beauty was hidden behind her thick glasses and formal dresses. The very things she had been made to wear to please her father. On this day, she and Cathy had successfully skipped college to attend their high school reunion function. It was a get together which had been thrown by an ex school mates of theirs Cathy was dating. So, they were both dressed in skimpy skirts and tank tops. Cathy was a black haired beauty. With cat brown eyes, straight nose, red lips and a lusciously good figure. "Shut up Cathy, you could draw the attention of neighborhood hoodlums to us." Irina scolded her. She was shaking to her bones at this point. "You fear too much, Irina." Cathy chimed. "As if! There is war going on in El Salvador, and what a pleasure it would be having Mr. Madrigal's most prized possession just walking the streets in an unknown area, in the middle of the night." "I should have just taken the car." Irina crossed her arms as they walked. Her father had warned her severally of the dangers that lurked outside the Madrigal house, and outside the safety of her bodyguards. From the way it looked, they were no longer within the Madrigal turf, they were on another turf, she could only hope it was not El Puerto. "Hey, shh, listen to this." Cathy said. She had been on her phone all through their walk. She played a voice note her boyfriend had sent to her on a chat. "Baby, I miss you already. Come back! I want to bang you so hard, and make you scream my name until the walls can't bear it anymore." "Gross! Why would you play that out loud??" Irina squirmed. Cathy bursted out laughing. "It is hilarious seeing you play all innocent and sweet. Here, I'll give you a quick sneak." The voice note had been followed by a dirty picture of her boyfriend's private part, and she showed it to Irina. "Virgin girl, dig that. I'm going!" "What? You're not serious, are you??" Irina said, alarmed by her friend's decision to suddenly abandon her in the middle of the night, at the center of nowhere. "Hey, come on, you are an adult, Irina. You're an adult! All you have to do, is walk really fast." "Follow the straight road, don't make any turns and don't leave the straight path no matter what. You should be on the Madrigal turf saying hi to all your neighborhood freebies in a second." "How easy for you to say, you are abandoning me, Cathy. I can't believe you right now, and that too for a man???" Irina pointed at her phone. "It is a full dicked man, Irina. Full dick. I can't skip that. See you tomorrow bestie." She kissed Irina on the cheek and turned back. "Don't forget to follow the straight road!!" Cathy screamed out and ran back into the darkness. "Oh boy. You can do this, Irina. You are fearless! You are strong!" she murmurred as she walked. Suddenly, Irina gasped at thee sound of crickets which had become a lot louder than they had been when she was with Cathy. Now, she could hear the most odd sounds, like water hitting wood. Even the sound of a stray dog barking about three blocks from where she was, sounded so near. "Oh Santo Dios, please protect me." She shook as she walked. She had barely gone half of one block, when suddenly, she heard a gun shot. Just like that, Irina's feet scampered. She ran with all her strength, not caring where she went, as long as she was safe. She did not know when she had wandered into a different street.The sound of foot steps running a couple of paces from where she stood propelled her into a dark alley, a place which was dimly lit by the light shining at the end of the alley. As she approached the end of the alley, she began to hear hushed voices. When she got closer, she froze. Their conversation was the reason for her sudden reaction. "Pack the bodies up quickly. The boss does not want a mess. What about the witnesses?" "And the target?" one of the men asked in an electric tone. "He's dead. I took him out as well." the man replied. Irina gasped. "Target?" She said aloud, and then she pressed her hand to her mouth to stop herself from making any further sounds. "I hope you did a clean job. The Boss does not want any traces as usual." the man said. "Yes. Let's pack up." Irina took off her shoes and quietly began to retreat out of the alley. As soon as she reached the end of the alley, she bumped into something, but before she could scream, two large hands covered he
El Russo woke with a start. His deep set amber eyes surveyed the room he was in. The last thing he remembered was being on his way home from the airport, when he and his driver were attacked by strange men. He held his head in pain. An IV injection was stuck to his hand. That too made him uncomfortable. A bandage was wrapped round his bare torso, and his ribs burnt with pain when he tried to move. A memory of a girl flashed through his head. Green eyes, trembling hands. He pressed his head to ward off the pain that came with thinking. Still surveying the room, he turned to find his clothes and gadgets on the table. His phone was charging on the stool beside the bed. He unplugged it and turned it on. Not bothering to note what was different about it, he dialed a number, and placed the phone on his ear. "Hello? Who is this?" the coarse masculine voice asked. "Come pick me up immediately. I'm sending you my location." El Russo replied in a raspy voice. With that he co
"Prepare a bed for him, and send some flowers to his family." El Russo murmured. With that, he strutted angrily up the stairs. His men exchanged tense glances as they watched him walk up the stairs. El Russo sat in his office later that day, with his hands on his lips. Everything from the death of his father, to the attack flashed through his memory. His eyes were dazed and his fury seethed underneath. Suddenly, the phone in his pocket began to vibrate. He pulled it out and to his surprise, it was an alarm. A reminder for Lunch with Bestie. "What?" El Russo's eyebrows furrowed together as he assessed the phone in his hand again. First of all, he had been certain he had a pass lock on his phone. It wasn't until he went through the phone's contact list that he realized it wasn't his phone. There were strange contacts like, "Big bro" with a heart emoji, BFF, with a kiss emoji, and Dad with a heart emoji. El Russo's heart clipped at the last contact. He missed his father
The phone rang just as soon as he was about to step into his car. "Hello?" his deep voice curled over the phone. "I believe you have my phone, Mister." her sonorous voice sounded in his ear. A smile pressed itself to El Russo's lips. The sound of her voice was still the same. His previously hardened features immediately softened. "I believe you have mine. It took you this long to call. For a moment, I thought it was of no importance to you." he said to her. "For a man who ran off after being rescued, you sound really hearty . I'll be at El Salvador Central College. Please bring my phone with you." Irina cut the call as soon as she was done speaking. Cathy walked up to the bench where she sat in the basketball court. "You haven't told me what really happened back at the Merchants turf. How did you escape though?" Cathy had a range of interest in her voice. "I ran. As soon as I got out of the alley, I ran for my dear life. " Just then Cathy's phone began to ring again
"Find everything you can a out her. I want to know what family she belongs to. I want to know where she sleeps, find out if she's dating anyone." El Russo ordered his right hand guard, Biggie. "Yes Boss." As the car sped off, leaving a cloud of dust behind it, Irina walked through the school gate with Cathy. "Who was that?" Cathy asked her. "Some guy I met some nights ago. He came to check on me." Irina replied. "He looked kind of hot. Mysterious. i have never seen him around here before." Cathy said to Irina, with interest. "Neither have I." Irina replied. Irina's father surmoned her to his study that morning. Unlike other days, he never really saw her because of how busy he was with his political career. He had left her to partially run the affairs of his company beside her brother, Antonio, while also pursuing her Bachelor's degree in El Salvador's central college. "My beautiful beautiful Lily. How are you doing today?" Mr. Madrigak asked Irina. She walked up to h
"I think we can discuss business on the way. You don't strike me as a ball gown and shoes girl." "And who ever thought you were the type to be smitten." She whispered against his neck. The feel of her breath against his neck caused El Russo's skin to crawl. "We'll see " he replied through gritted teeth. As they approached the door of the hotel to leave, El Russo nodded at Biggie, before leaving. The night air blew against her bare skin, sending chills down her spine. Noticing her discomfort, El Russo took off his jacket and covered it around her shoulders. "A gentleman. Who would have thought?" She smiled at him. His gait was slow, and he maintained a cool expression. "Tell me, how often do you take women on walks, or is it just special women?" Irina asked curiously. "It is surprising at all that you would think I take women on walks frequently. It is like asking you how often you save strange men from death." He replied tactfully. "Smart response." she beamed. The
"Boss, I need to tell you something," Biggie muttered to him. "Let it wait, until we're done with this." He replied and shut his room door. El Russo put on his t-shirt and jeans trousers before rejoining his guard outside. "Where did you put her?" He asked him. "At the spare house," Biggie replied. His blonde nappy hair shining in the sunlight. El Russo was led to the back of the large mansion grounds which belonged to El Puerto. The second house was a two-storey building. It was where the El Puerto bodyguards lived during working days. Immediately the door opened, Irina froze. Her hands were tied behind her back and she could only try to make out the sounds of the men in the room. "Take off the bag". Her ears perched up at the sound of the familiar voice. "No!" She thought to herself. Her heart took on a rapid rate. "He could not be the same person", she thought. Biggie walked up to her, and pulled the bag off her head. El Russo froze on the spot. Irina glanced up
Mr. Madrigal was a bomb waiting to explode. His face was filled with wrath and his eyes blinded by rage. He let out an angry scream and threw everything off his desk."El Russo!!!!!" He roared out. Everyone who stood inside his office was frozen to their spots. Mr. Madrigal looked like he was ready for murder. Antonio, his older son, stepped forward."Father, we must act fast. I have already sent predators marking the streets of El Puerto. By night fall, El Russo will get enough messages to last him a lifetime.""Blood, I want blood!!" Mr. Madrigal growled beastily. "Spill blood!! The blood of children, adults and pregnant women!!! Spill everyone in El Puerto's blood!"Antonio nodded and rushed out of the office with series of guards. Mr. Madrigal picked up his phone and sat on the edge of his table.El Russo's study telecom phone rang out. He had been lost in thoughts that he did not hear it ringing. He pressed the phone to his ear."You have twenty-four hours to produce my daughter,
Irina glared at her friend Cathy. "I will go back there, father." Cathy replied. Mr. Madrigal turned a sharp glare at his daughter."Have you lost it?? What sort of unintelligent suggestion is that, Irina?" Antonio asked her.Her father regarded her with an interested expression on his face."Yes, Irina. What are you saying? El Russo wants you dead." Cathy regarded her friend closely."If El Russo wanted me dead, father, I'd be dead by now. Instead, he married me." She rolled her eyes at the nauseating feeling that came with the words she was about to utter."I think he's in love with me," Irina added. Cathy let out a hasty chuckle."No way. Are you listening to yourself right now, Irina? A heartless man such as El Russo. In love with you? Impossible." Cathy muttered.Mr. Sanchez folded his hands and shook his head at Cathy. "I'm sorry." Cathy apologized to Irina."Are you certain you want to do this?" Mr. Madrigal asked. A question which completely stunned everyone."Yes, father. You
As soon as they approached the crossroads and El Russo took the turn labeled 'La Madrigal', Irina's eyes widened."Had he caught her sending a message? Was there a camera in the room?" She thought to herself.She continued glancing at him through her peripheral vision. El Russo's eyes focused on the road, and his face was contorted into a serious frown.El Russo sped though the gates of La Madrigal as the guards pushed them open.When he brought the car to a stop, he unlocked the doors and looked through his side mirror, and watched the guards shut the gates."Get out", El Russo ordered her in a firm tone.Shocked at his tone, Irina fumbled with her seat belt and pushed the door open.She kept turning back to watch him through the windscreen, but he sat put, with the same extraterrestrial expression hovering over his face.Irina walked through the doors, into her father's house. Mr. Madrigal was in his living room along with some guards, Cathy, her father and Antonio."Dad?" Irina cal
El Russo's eyes flung open, and he stared at her. " Going somewhere?" He asked.Irina froze to the spot and stared at him. "I..."El Russo turned her over, and pinned her to the bed, underneath him. Irina winced from the pain which radiated from the injury at her ankle.His tall frame towered over her, and he held his torso suspended over her. His jaw tightened, as his eyes ran down her tempting frame.Her eyes stood pinned to his. She licked her lips, as her hand touched his lusciously half-opened shirt."How do I punish you for what you've done?" He murmurred in an animalistic growl. Irina opened her mouth to speak but instead of words, a moan escaped her mouth, immediately betraying her own desires.Without waiting for her to speak, El Russo pressed down on her lightly, and claimed her lips with his. His hand moved up to her shirt, and began to pull open the buttons one after the other, while he kissed her.Irina felt herself sink into his touch and caresses, and she instantly forg
He pulled the trigger, just as the horse was about six feet away from where he stood. The Moreisian white horse immediately applied brakes, and came to a sudden halt, almost tossing Irina off its back.Irina whimpered as her injured ankle came in contact with the horse's back."That's enough drama for today. Get off my horse." He said in an estranged tone.Irina pulled herself off the horse with the help of El Russo's men, but when her feet touched the ground with force, she screamed out.El Russo turned back sharply to look at her. Immediately he caught sight of her badly twisted ankle, he walked up to her, and held her."How can you be so stupid?" He scolded her. "You hurt your ankle this badly and still rode a horse?" His eyes shone into hers. Irina looked up with an insurmountable amount of pain rendered in her eyes.El Russo felt his anger ebb away. He put his arm under her knees and swept her up into his arms. "You're so stubborn." He murmured.Irina admired the sight of his ha
Irina's eyes filled with wrath. El Russo was such a scum. He had wasted no time before rubbing their forbidden marriage in her father's face. "What am I going to do now?" Irina thought to herself. She needed to find a way to speak to her father, or Antonio. She walked towards the room door. Pulling the handle, she realized it was locked. "Dammit!" She cussed. "I need to let Father know what is going on. I need to let him know that this farce of a marriage was not my idea!" She rushed to pick up her phone which was charging by the bedside, but to her surprise, there was no service. "Damn you, El Russo!" She murmurred. The sound of feet shuffled outside the door. Irina crouched on the floor, to peer through the small opening underneath the door. She caught a pair of black shoes, with ankle-length trousers. There was a guard outside the door. She turned towards the window. It was open, and the sun was hot, but there were a series of guards patrolling the premises there as well.
Antonio walked out with a sad expression on his face. Cathy pat his shoulder. "I'm sorry. Irina would be so broken." She hugged him as tears streamed down her eyes.The door to her room was pushed open, and a couple of guards walked in with a couple of clothes, which they lined up on the bed, and one of them was a wedding dress."What is going on?" Irina turned to one of the men who was Biggie, El Russo's top guard."I would hurry up if I were you. The Boss does not like to wait." He said and shut the door. The windows had all been tightly sealed. There was virtually no escape route for her. Irina clutched the gown to her chest as she shook out of the dress she was wearing.She didn't bother with anything else, not even her hair or the make-up which had been neatly organized for her. After showering and brushing her teeth, she put on the beautifully hand sewn wedding dress.The fabric was soft to touch, and she could feel the roughness of the thread and the beads which had been sewn i
"That's rich. Is that the “Thank You” I get for saving your life?" El Russo asked in a cool voice. "Saving my life? You were the one who sent those men after me in the first place!" Irina yelled at him. El Russo's face pinched with anger. "If I wanted you dead, Irina, you would be dead by now." He replied coldly. "Then, what am I doing here? Why haven't you killed me yet?" El Russo backed her, he had his face turned to the window. He turned round on his heels slowly, and walked towards the bed. "Marry me, Irina Madrigal." He said to her. Irina gurgled out a chuckle. She assessed his face, waiting for him to laugh in return, but El Russo's expression remained serious. "You can't be serious. You're insane! Why would I want to marry the man who killed my sister?" She asked him bitterly. A shadow passed over El Russo's face, and he turned towards the window, and murmurred in a deep, husky tone, "I did not kill your sister, Irina." Irina scoffed at him. "And my father did no
Then, he fell flat on his stomach and leaned towards the edge of the cliff. He used the hand which was tied with his tie to secure his hold on the cliff, while the other hand reached for Irina. She looked up at him with tears in her eyes, shaking with fear. "Come on!" He shouted at her. There was equal terror in El Russo's eyes, and he could hear blood rush to his ears. "Reach out to me, I'll grab you!" He said to her. The branch which Irina held onto was frail. It was quickly losing its resolve because of her weight. "No." Irina whispered in tears when the first part of the branch broke. "Come on!" El Russo shouted. "Let the branch go! Trust me!" He said to her Irina looked into his eyes for a moment, and when she saw that he meant what he said, she decided to trust him. She reached up to grab his hand, and just as her fingertips touched his, the branch lost its stability and broke. But El Russo was quick enough to catch her wrist before she fell with it. Irina's screa
He cut it open with a letter cutter and pulled out some photographs which he scattered on his table for El Russo's viewing.Stepping forward, El Russo stared at the photographs one after the other. They were all images of Irina and him. From pictures of them at the masked ball dancing together to photographs of them at the bar.The last set was a few of them walking into the hotel, and others were of him walking out of the hotel the next morning.El Russo's brows creased in a frown. " How did you get all these?" He demanded of his uncle in silent rage.Everyone knew that El Russo's anger was bad. Many said he had the anger of an enraged bull. Yet, his uncle remained calm."I have trained you boys from when you were little boys, even before your father died, bless his soul. I have done my best to raise you both to keep the standard of this family intact. Your father, my brother, was an honorable man.""Ruthlessly murdered when you were merely a teenager. By the same people you see now.