Santos Torialba
As soon as we drove into my parent's mansion I sighed and came out of the car even before my driver did so. I was not in the mood for any pleasantries and so I walked past the maid and made my way upstairs to my step mum's room; dad should be in his office by now.
I knock at the door and walk myself inside her elegant room. "Son" she called surprisedly and I cringe at the name.
"How did you arrive in Paris without letting me know first?"
"Is that necessary now?" I retorted. "How could you allow your husband to make that trash decision? For God Sake, I am old enough to take care of myself and I don't need you both to interfere in my relationship," I said angrily.
"Laura is a nice girl from a good family; we love you so much that your father agreed to the engagement," she explained.
"God forbid! I don't need anyone's fucking attention. That is something I am capable of doing. You both dropped it when you were suppos
After receiving an urgent call from the boss early in the morning, I quickly dressed up and stuffed some clothes into my suitcase; I couldn't believe I'd be flying out of the country that morning; it was all very sudden, and I'd never boarded a flight before.My boss and Jackson were already waiting for me when I arrived, as was my ticket and everything else. I can't believe she does all of that in such a short period. It came unexpectedly, she said, and there was no time to announce it.So we left for Paris around 10:00 p.m. that day and arrived the next morning. It was a long flight, but I was excited to fly for the first time. It was beautiful to see the nature of things from above, though I was scared at first until Jackson reassured me that I would enjoy it.When we arrived, a chauffeur greeted us and immediately loaded our belongings into the car. I was exhausted from the long journey, so I dozed off throughout the drive until Jackson woke me up and inform
Salvador Epiphora"How did Camilla reclaim her belongings?" I can't believe everything falls apart so quickly after everything I've done, including the money I've spent, vanishes into thin air. Camilla lacks the courage to pull that taunt." I told my gang."Who provided them with the information?" I questioned them, and non of them respond. "Goddammit, I'm so going to kill someone here right now, who spilt out the information," I exclaimed, enraged.Pablo called "Boss." "Please don't tell me it was you," I pleaded angrily."I...im sorry_," he was still saying when I shot his left ears; that was a sign to cut to the chase and stop the fucking apologies.As he fell to his knees in agony, blood dripped from the left side of his ear. " You'd better speak up right now if you want to stay alive," I yelled, He should have known better than to cross the line. Despite Knowing the fact that I hate betrayers."She told me she was down and needed to get
I was bored at home and needed to get some fresh air; Jackson was not available to assist, so I took my car key and drove out of my apartment.I drove to the old man's cottage and exhaled a sigh of relief when I got out of the car."I'm home, old man," I said as I took off my shoes."Cynthia," he exclaimed, surprised."Yes, old man, you're always surprised to see me," I say as I raise my brows."It's simply overwhelming to see you all the time. You never forget about me, even if you're living better out there and always feel more at ease here "he said, and I dashed over to hug him, calming him down."I will never forget you, old man, and I will be eternally grateful to you."I kissed his cheeks and said."I hope you don't beg on the street again, old man." I had enquired."It's difficult to stop Cynthia," he said quietly."Old man,""I'm already addicted," he admitted to me."It's okay, I won't blame
I can't believe I did what Henry advised me to do: I said they should freeze Cynthia Delacruz's account if she used any of my banking services. That way, I'll be able to see her again. I also request that her information be sent to me via email after it has been frozen; hopefully, she still lives in Mexico City."Come in," I mumbled as I heard the doorbell ring.Clara entered, "Sir, you have a visitor at the door," she said."Do I have a meeting with the person?" I inquired."No, sir, but someone has asked to see you.""You know what to do with anyone who wants to see me without an appointment. Get lost now "I said as I drew my tie-down."I'm sorry, sir," she apologized as she stormed out of the office. She believes I will be gentle with her because I have allowed her to have her way.I finished a meeting and returned to the office a few hours later. The image of the girl in red flashed through my mind, and I couldn't help but feel a
I hissed in annoyance as I exited the bank and drove my car out. How fucking dare that scumbag freezes my account without remorse; he had better fix it before I do something worse.I drove faster at high speed. Hoping I don't get into an accident. I'll just end up dying in regret because I didn't fulfil my fathers' wishes. That jerk will not be the end of me. I thought he was a nice guy; I couldn't believe I fell for his blue eyes; if only he knew how much I despised him; he should be grateful I didn't punch that cute face of his.Why did I find him attractive in the first place? Before horning at Jackson House's gate, I cringe at the thought. . After the security guard opens the door, I drive-in. I park in the front, ignoring the parking space, and walk into the living room.My nostrils were welcomed by the good aroma that came from the kitchen, and I couldn't help but walk into the kitchen, where Jackson was busy cooking."You should have opened a resta
Santos Torialba"Follow them and make sure they don't notice you're following them," I told my driver."All right, sir," he said as he drove out of the street as Cynthia walked away.Dammit, I want to know everything about her; I can't believe she pointed a gun at me last night; I was stunned, and now I'm curious what triggered Cynthia's defensiveness."We've arrived," said Robert, my driver.I watched as they exited the car and walked into the building hand in hand. The house was unfinished, but the amusing part is that it burned down completely. I asked my driver to follow them inside without being seen and gather information for me.He reappears a few minutes later. "What exactly happened there?" I had enquired."It appears that her house was burned down some years ago, and after identifying a family photo, she completely breaks down." He elaborated."Wait, what could that be?" When I saw them come out of the building, I ask
"Who are you?" I had to ask the guy who had saved me from those wretched souls because his face was hidden behind the face masks he was wearing."Don't worry, you'll be safe with me forever," he said."What? See, I'm not sure who you are or who sent you here, but you should stay out of my fucking business. I don't require your assistance "Because they were after me, I yell after we check into a hotel."Even when you're in danger, you appear fearless. Cynthia De'Lacruz "I recognized the voice."How did you know what my name was?" I was speechless when he abruptly removed his face cap and face masks."You!" Surprisingly, I exclaimed."Are you obsessed with following me around? Please tell me who sent you." I inquired, With my pocket knife an inch from his neck, I tightly gripped the side of his hands."Who brought you here?" I repeated myself. I need to get this jerk out of here before he jeopardizes everything for me.Instead, h
Santos TorialbaA week after!Everything was going swimmingly for me. Meeting Cynthia De'Lacruz again brought me a lot of joy after such a long time apart; we were able to rekindle old memories. I couldn't help but smile whenever I saw her face. I wanted to stay in Italy longer, but after three days she had to return with her boss because their work was finished, so I had to return to Mexico as well.She became my sole focus, and I made it a point to check in on her whenever she was less busy. I realized I was a fool when I became jealous of her when I saw her with her coworker, but she assured me that they were just friends and that he was gay. I couldn't help but hide my embarrassment.I couldn't believe she had a sketch of me when I was a child. I was mesmerized when I first saw the drawing, and I stroked my face with admiration behind the hand that drew it. Damn, I adore Cynthia De'Lacruz; all I ask is that she let me into her heart. She's the only wo