rahI told him everything.The weight on my chest was so great that I didn't even fight to keep the secret.I told him about the contract, the nights I spent sharing the bed with him, with Mickael, and everything.- You don't know how much I thank you for killing Mickael. I know this must be horrible, killing your brother. And you had never taken anyone's life before.He looks at me with so much love that my hands can't stop shaking.- I ask again. Don't you want to leave this life? This life as a gang leader. Do you really like this? Of dark business. Deaths.- I hate this. Everyone respects me because, in ten years, I learned to survive, but I hate this life. If it weren't for Simon marrying me to make my life a bigger hell, I'd be grateful for this marriage because it's going to take me out of this life.- You won't have a better life by my father's side.- Tell me something I don't know.- Look at the other women who passed through his life.-I know. The only woman he considers hi
Sarah- Simon, what do you want me to do? David is here. - Show him how you manage the territory. You don't have to worry too much. He will only stay there for a week. Then he comes to work with me. Can you take him to your house, dear? This way, he accompanies you in the company and beyond. I hope he already knows something about business when it comes into my hands. - I'll do my best, but... - But what? Why do you always have to challenge me? - Forgive Simon, but people will start talking if I walk everywhere with your son. - let them talk. Do what I tell you. In a week, everything will be different. He disconnects the call, and I turn the jammer back on. - For a week, you stay with me and follow me everywhere. - Don't you happen to have a device like that in your house? - Yes, but if Simon listens to me, how will I justify it? - Simple. You say you did it because we are talking about business. and you don't know if anyone is listening. - Simple. – I shake my head. - Dav
DavidWe slept together the first night at her house. The door is locked, and the jammer is working.The following day, we ate, and I did what Simon had ordered. We went to the company in the morning and in the afternoon, I met some of the men who worked under her orders.Luckily for me, some of the secrets started to come out, but I didn't want Sarah's business. I wanted Simon; I would have to be as much like Mickael as possible.We pretended we didn't know he was alive and tried to find out why they faked his death.That afternoon, before going to Sarah's house, I went to Beverly Hills and entered my father's mansion. He still wasn't home, and there were no traces of Mickael.I went into my room and closed the door. I turned on the jammer and entered the hiding place. Everything was the same, but I didn't want to take the risk, so I hid the receiver in the only place he would ever look: my father's room.I packed a suitcase, and my father came in when I got ready to leave the hous
DavidSeven days passed in the blink of an eye, and my relationship with Sarah had never been so strong. She did exactly as Simon ordered, and I tagged along on the new DeLuca strongman's latest weapons purchase.I don't know if my father was forming an army or renegotiating weapons in some third-world country, but Sarah bought him the new XM250 coupled with an advanced optical system, the XM157.I don't know what level of crime this was. I hadn't even seen these weapons up close before.I saw where the warehouse was, but I never knew how they got from there to their destination.One thing I was sure of: Orange was the capital of arms trafficking, and that was Sarah's specialty, although other business took place here. She watched the books and her men like a hawk, and none even thought about robbing or betraying this tiny woman.Despite being the result of my father's hostility, knowing her so strong and powerful excited me. Each of the seven nights we spent locked in her room could
David- And the goods arrive at the coast in tow from the Navy... - says my father. - It may work, but only once or twice if spaced out.- But that would bring the next shipment. And the father could make that shipment worth several ones.Simon's smile is genuine.- That can be arranged… and it can work. It's so stupid and unprofessional it could actually work.He starts laughing.- Boy, you might be less stupid than I thought. I handle business with the Columbians. You take care of the boat. - Do we have any boats?- Yes. One of my men accompanied you there. Do you know how to drive a boat? - There are also boats in Europe, you know?- What do you need to do this?- I need three or four men to take care of the merchandise. They have to look like someone my age who could be at a party with me. I need some girls, too, to look like a rich party.- The next pickup was scheduled for 3 am. I'll give you the coordinates.- Can't you do it sooner? Like 9 hours.- I can, but it's not too vi
DavidI got on the boat, holding onto two girls, and the others did the same. Those in the marina looked at us, some with envy, others with disapproval.I took the boat to sea at great speed, and an hour later, I was at the coordinates my father had given me.I stop the boat, play the music loud, open bottles of champagne, fill glasses, and have snacks. However, we throw much of the food and alcohol into the fish.The gas tank said I couldn't go a mile further, and that was perfect.Offshore, a Coast Guard ship passed close by, and one of the girls showed them their breasts. The men laughed and moved away.When night fell, and no other boat could be seen nearby, we remained silent, waiting to hear the Colombians approaching.After a while, a fishing boat approaches.- Is the fishing good? – I ask. It was a code phrase.- The fishing here is never good. – he gives it back.- Let's hurry. – I say, and the Columbian, who seemed to be the boss, looks at the girls.- ¿No compartes las pu
DavidThe following day, Simon let me sleep all morning.When I woke up, the butler informed me that I didn't need to go to the office and could use the time for my business idea.I had a better idea, but for that, I would have to wait until late afternoon and lose my men.I will call Sousa and have him serve as my bodyguard while I inform him of everything happening.I researched whether there was any space for a nightclub and found nothing interesting, so I took advantage of Thomas's return and called him.We planned to have lunch, but Thomas whistled when I entered the restaurant.At my raised eyebrows, he laughs.- Who are you, and what did you do with my friend?- Idiot. - Seriously, David, I almost want to bow and call you Mr. Campbell.- Stop being an idiot. I'm working with my father.- And you even have a bodyguard. Do you think I didn't see the men who stood at the door?That was Sousa.- I'm old enough to be responsible but responsible in my way.- What does that mean?- I
SarahDavid seemed happy with his nightclub. Stripers and alcohol are the perfect combination for a gangster.I fear for him. This life seduces him, and he ends up like his father.During these weeks, he didn't worry about what his brother was doing or saving me from Simon. I can't deceive myself. He's different, but his father is getting what he wants.I am doomed. With just over five months until the wedding, I can't delay the inevitable any longer. I have to give in to Simon and start preparing. If it were my dream wedding, I would need much more preparation time, but the lack of will is great.Tomorrow Simon will pick me up to go shopping for the dress. A wedding like mine does not require the groom not to see the bride before the wedding. He makes his luck.The part that I didn't tell anyone, not because I wanted to keep it secret, but because I didn't want to admit it to myself, is the surgical intervention that I'm going to have in 1 month.Simon doesn't want children, and