"All of them are "I giggled with a giggle. "But why do you say that?”“About my family?”“Yes.”"Oh, my parents are crazy, divorced and who travel the world to try to find love. My brothers disappeared from sight. We don't spend Christmases together and we don't even know who to call if we need any organ donation.”This time, I had a spontaneous laugh. Beatrice gestured with her shoulders."Anyway, I think I'm feeling envious to see how the Johnson sisters can make a simple dinner in a cute television commercial about perfect couples.”I watched her with a narrow of my eyes, she had just diverted her attention from the back of the restaurant, where the tables closest to the classical band were located."Why are you talking for sure? "I asked."Because I'm seeing them right there," said Beatrice with a suggestive lift from the cup. "She really just seems to fit in with her family, and, my gosh... What a beautiful girl. I'm sure they will have beautiful children.”I got cold. I refused
There was a moment when just being touched didn't seem enough, and she started touching me too. My dress was a little harder to convey some sensitivity to my body, so she had to drag one of the straps to the side, revealing a cute red lace bra. With fingers still trembling and one of her hands in her mouth, Mikaela slid two fingers inside my bra, easily holding a nipple. Her touch wasn't so precise, but it gave me pleasure anyway. The situation gave me more pleasure than anything else. Because to do that with a man things would have to be much more discreet, but with another woman... Not to mention the smell of Mikaela, which was a sweet and intoxicating fragrance, and that her perfume filled me completely.She began to gasp in interrupted breaths, following the rhythm of my fingers and my mouth on her breasts. I felt her fingers curling gently, she trying to get away from the feeling of free fall against pleasure, while her body totally surrendered to the touches. It was better than
"I'm not hurt, Penelope. I know you prefer women. I know I have no chance of being more than the nanny who took care of you for months "he said, and I opened my mouth to say that it wasn't fair for him to throw that in my face when I didn't even ask for help, but he gestured with one hand, dismissing my answer. "I'm not hurt, I'm upset because you've been a selfish and dirty person. How can it affect Mikaela in this way? Make her wonder if she really should give some consolation to her sick grandmother, or embark on this crazy relationship with you? That's not fair to her head.”"Who said I want a relationship with Mikaela? "I retorted, because I couldn't think of other weapons. Colton just watched me coldly. I had a laugh that I would like it to sound like innocence. “Oh, Colton, spare me. Even you've been giving hope to the poor thing.”“Me? But we never had anything, Penelope!”"Is it really?”"Of course... Oh, no. This little game doesn't work for me, Penelope "he said suddenly, f
"I didn't think you could forget me so fast," I spoke in a low tone. Colton let out a assobio. I raised my eyes to his. "Don't say I'm paying little attention, Colton. It is clear that you are avoiding being with me. I don't know if it's for fear of being associated with the trafficking committed by the Brotherhood, but I doubt it, because Hunter is the one who was part of everything and I don't know anything. I don't know if it's because they consider me a tedious person, because the accident took away my ability to see the good things in life. I don't know if it's because you just got real and realized that I never had much to offer. I don't know why you're moving away, but you are.”"No, Lope. We're not. Do you know how many times I've called you in the last five days? "He questioned, and I shook my head. "One hundred and twenty-three times, Lope. You're my neighbor. But I had to call one hundred and twenty-three times so that you would refuse a call and I would know you were alive
Colton admired me, so he had fallen in love, and I was increasingly making him doubt if he should continue with that. Not that I had to change my way of acting for him. Man, someone deserves us to change for them. But considering the way he opened up easily to explain the issue to me, I gave him a kind of gratitude. At least he was fulfilling the promise to bring me back one way or another.It was hard to swallow the words they wanted to overflow from my throat. I wanted to confess that he was the only man who made me think better about involvement with women. I wanted to say that I thought he was too beautiful to waste time trying to bring me back to life. I wanted to say that he deserved to be with a woman who could give him a family. Someone less complicated.But I didn't have the courage to say anything. The sincere words got stuck in my throat, and I just acted as I would react at any time I felt cornered. I squeezed my shoulders and raised my chin. It was armor. I couldn't let h
"Because I found it more interesting to get into this "I spoke with a shrug. "It seems a little more receptive.”"Yes, we are, but don't give too much rope to the men here," he warned, approaching the counter. "Simpathy and flirtation are the same for them.”"Noted "I guaranteed with a smile. So I looked at the man's hands. A golden ring shone just below the dim light. "Are you married?”"I am," he said in a simple tone. “Twenty-two years ago today.”"Congratulations," I said, raising my hand to a High Five. Looking at me with suspicion, the man hit my hand. "I'm not married.”"I noticed," he said."I don't think I'll ever be.”"Why?”“People are complicated. There's no way to stand them for so long.”"I'm not going to say it's easy. There are days when you just want the person to disappear from your life. Sometimes my wife threatens to throw me a pot of hot oil," he said, laughing at the inside joke about it. "But when you realize that even when the world ends you will still have tha
"I don't know what's missing in me. If I knew, everything would be infinitely easier "I spoke in a sigh. "But I think I would like a more complicated profession with less contact with people. There was a time when I wanted to be a criminal expert.”“Really? And why didn't you keep persisting in this?”"Because I don't like chemistry, nor engineering, nor medicine, nor biomedicine, "I eminted, receiving one more laugh from the unknown. "I'm terrible at dealing with exact, so I wouldn't do well in this field. I just wanted to be in the middle of the investigations. I wanted to make a difference for people, you know?”"You already do this when working in the sector that recruits employees for a company," he said, showing a knowledge beyond the account about the professions that hardly anyone in that region would be able to afford. "It's a way to help those who need it. Sometimes people don't realize they're making a difference, but they are. You don't have to be a police officer to help
And I knew it should be my cue to leave the place. I knew I could have made up an excuse and disappeared through the front door, just so I wouldn't have to get involved in another game that I wasn't able to play. But the man was still smiling, and for a brief moment, I noticed that he wasn't trying hard to be nice. He really wanted to please me, all that was left was to know why."What's your name? "I asked in a solemn tone, tilting my head slightly. "We talk about personal matters, but I still don't even know who you are.”"I'm Dante Laurentino," he said in a hoarse voice, again taking my hand in greeting. "But you can call me the number one enemy of your damn brother, and the one that the police in general consider to be the second public enemy in the world.”So my record fell.I felt cold, but I tried my best not to show any concerns. It was nothing new that my brother was a hated figure. It was nothing new that I myself was increasingly resentful of his return from the dead. He ha
The nightclub was crowded that night.It wasn't difficult for that to happen, though. Everyone knew that that place was only filled with regulars by the numerous illicit activities that occurred between the parts illuminated only by the lights that flashed from time to time with colored kaleidoscopes. All the regulars ended their night with good debts in their pockets, enriching the owner of the place, who almost never mingled with those who used their establishment to hide their atrocities for money from the police and the rest of the world.That night, however, the owner of the establishment had left his room on the upper floor of the nightclub, and had taken the trouble to join two other men as arrogant and unnecessary in appearance as this first. All of them were being pampered by the women who worked at the nightclub, because the men allowed there were only the security guards and those who prepared the drinks.Women of all colors and ages walked back and forth in a few clothes.
"I would never sanctify my brother," I guaranteed in a cold tone, although I smiled. "I never told you exactly who Jonathan was, did I? “Osman shook his head, so I sighed. "Jonathan has always been very temperamental. Complicated to deal with. He never introduced us to girlfriends. At least, as far as I can remember. Then he came up dating Suzane Johnson, and at the time of dating, he was aggressive and abusive. He almost killed her, and when he couldn't, he made everyone go against her. The few who supported her made my father and brother pay. But those people had no idea that they ran an entire country. So, even when my brother was presumed dead, and even when my father lost his fortune, they continued to have power over each of us.”"We knew about Suzane Johnson," Osman confessed, watching the sun set on the horizon. "But we didn't know what she could have represented in Saltuk's life. As far as we understood, he was only connected to a woman from his past, and we all knew that he
"When that happens, and if it happens, I'll be ready "I spoke in a tone of triumph, opening a smile without showing my teeth. Aslan's hatred flashed in his eyes and he looked at me as if he were really looking into the eyes of a venomous snake. "You can come after me, because I will always be waiting for you or anyone from the Red Brotherhood. I don't need the police on my way, Aslan. I don't need to work for someone specific, I can take care of myself. I'm more than you think. I became something much bigger that night when you decided to take one of the best people in my life. That night, you determined that I would be your worst enemy. And here I am. I'm not a God. I'm not a ruler. I'm not a person who rose from the dead, as my brother claimed to be. I'm just the one who ended up with a Brotherhood that survived for decades. I am the one who goes after each one of you to condemn you. You will remember my name. You will know what I became that night. And when the day comes, you will
The little boy gave a wide smile, nodding with energy. I walked away from your house, feeling the looks of those poor and desperate people. Watching the children walking freely on dirty puddles and the countless elderly people who sneaked through the open doors of their wooden houses to see that group of foreigners marching away. An entire population that was hidden by the tyrants and dictators who thought they were the owners of their lives.At that moment I really understood my purpose to stay alive.The Red Brotherhood was like the barracks in which I was staying with the American army. The place was located in an open and isolated area, with no houses around, no factories or any impression that people could easily access. In fact, it was necessary for a small boat to travel through the waters of the river that crossed the city to reach that islet on which the barracks remained erected. While the boat in which Osman and I were cleared the waters of that river, with small droplets r
My brother got involved in it because of his thirst for revenge. He made Suzane and I get involved up to the neck in that whole story. I judged and condemned him for being part of a terrorist mafia. I never noticed that I did that to other people myself. And I had just repeated the story by dragging that family to the same bottom of the pit where I was. Not all the excuses in the world would be enough to explain what I was putting them in.“What does your necklace mean? "Asked the little boy named Can. I took a look down. Lately I only remembered the pendant when I imagined that the police would be aware of each of my steps by the little tracker they arrested there. I almost didn't remember that I got it exactly on the last night of Mikaela Johnson's life. I divated for so long that the little boy even thought I wouldn't answer anymore. "I don't want to sound uneducate. I thought you knew about altın yılan's tale.”"The tale of what? "I questioned in a low voice. The boy's father was
The little boy translated, and at this point one of the young people on the couch became more rigid, as if the mention of the police aroused some peculiar kind of interest among them. Perhaps the word in its translation was something that demonstrated authority, and not a specific position. And that they could be understanding that people of a very special and powerful nature could have taken me to their country. The chance for them to think that I could be something worse than the Brotherhood was very great. I took a deep breath to avoid stuttering when I needed to talk again. The little boy finished translating and was silent. It was the lady closest to the arm of the couch who said a few words to him."They want to know what our people need," said the little boy, so he interrupted, because his grandmother kept talking and pointing to the space on the roof. Would they really be so bothered just because I fell? I wonder if they didn't understand that for that, I would have to have a
"Do you think you can reach the next window? "Murmured Osman, his voice sounding no more than a warm breeze against the cold wind. I nodded, but I hesitated. “Great. Remember the training on the climbing wall. Imagine that you are still using the safety equipment. Imagine that there is a mattress down there, waiting for the moment when you will fall. Everything will be fine, Penelope. Just jump. I'll be here if something goes wrong. I promise to pull you.”“Miss Maxwell? "He called Aslan once again, with a note of laughter in his voice. He knocked on the door, with such a slow movement that I knew very well that he was having fun with the situation. Of course he loved that game. I had learned from my father and my brother. The only one who seemed less aware of how to play like that was myself. "I need to say that it doesn't matter where you are. We'll be there. Everyone in this city respects us. Everyone knows that the Brotherhood rewards its allies and torments its enemies. Even if y
"I had to learn everything again after my accident," I said in a low voice. "I had to learn to breathe, walk, talk, and move. So that must have been why the training with the police was better to do. I'm still learning, but the difference is huge. I really feel like a person prepared for any situation. From an extreme cold to an endless race. Even though I have to depend on the firecracker for almost everything, I'm still better than I was in basic activities. Not to mention that my reflexes are much better now. So he was right. It's easier to learn everything when you've forgotten how to do it. That must be why they considered my brother as a God. It was not because he came back from the dead, but because he reached a level of lethality that no one alive has achieved. But I did it. And I think that's exactly what they expected me to do.”"Perhaps, but in relation to the children and his brother, it's all true," Osman said, nodding absent-mindedly. He let out another heavy sigh. "Ther
The arrogance of the leader name of the Brotherhood would be his downfall. He never thought that the police would appear, even more so in large quantities. He never thought that a simple auction "which always took place on days of the week known to people" would cause the police to invade the place. Of course, it would not take long for his sources to inform him of what happened, but, by then, hopefully we would have released the kidnapped children. Aslan had no chance. And worst of all, he left his soldiers and friends, or brothers as they were called, alone. He didn't set up an escort outside to see if they would be okay. He didn't send people to watch the sales and make sure nothing went wrong. He left the people who trusted him the most without any protection. And the strangest thing about all this is that they still remained faithful to that rotten Brotherhood.The police easily surrendered the members of the Brotherhood in that hall, and managed to arrest all the rich who were w