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
DavidI left the building as I had entered it without anyone seeing me, but behind me, I left a promise: I was going to get all the women out of there.As soon as I walked away, I called Sousa, using one of the several phones I had previously purchased.- Sousa, are you still at the bar?- It's getting challenging to prevent them from looking for you. The bar is almost closing. Where are you?- On my way, but I have something serious to resolve.- David, whatever it is, you can't do anything now. You put the entire mission at risk.- What's the point of the mission if you don't do anything useful along the way? I'm not just good for helping Simon smuggle drugs.Sousa takes a deep breath.- I can't talk here. And I can't do anything. - Then, I will need to know how to contact them. It's urgent.- We'll talk when you get your ass back here. Hurry up. You disappeared hours ago.Annoyed, I went back to the bar and entered through the back. I poured some whiskey down my throat and went ou
SarahThe car starts, and I stand there looking at the half-open box revealing the dress.I still hear him call me "cunt".David couldn't save me. He had to save himself. Resigned, I pick up my dress and go into the house.When the door closes and I lock it, I go to my room, leave the box on the chair, and return to the living room. I go into the kitchen, take the prepared food I left to defrost, and put it in the microwave.When the time ends and announces that it's hot, I pick up a fork and sit down to eat.The polished stone of the island reflects my face. The cracked lip, the blood I still had on my face, the scarred cheeks, and even the finger marks where Simon squeezed my neck were visible in the reflection.I look at my image without knowing how long.My body reacts without my mind, and the plate flies against the wall, with all the food untouched. I burst into tears like I haven't had in almost ten years.My body shakes, and I slide to the floor, where I curl up in a fetal po
- what the fuck was that?- Came from the end of the corridor, from the whores' cells. You go and see what's going on. The boss won't like it if they open the cell's doors.Footsteps echo, and two men with an M24E6 in hand advance to the right.When their eyes see the bullet, one bends down, picks it up, and when the light appears in his brain, he screams:- Ambushed.Hell materializes in the basement.The man on the left shoots, and the one who screams falls dead—the second writhes in pain on the ground after being hit in the chest.Those on the left surrendered when several black-dressed men pointed weapons at them.It all ended quickly.- Reinforcements will arrive, and you will learn that there are people you shouldn't mess with.- Cállate hijo de puta. atarnos. – shouts the leader with a Mexican accent. (Shut up motherfucker. Tie them up)- Mexicans. How dare they attack. The boss will eat you alive.- Cierra la boca si no quieres asarte como un cerdo. – the leader says. (Close y
Simon closes the door and looks at the scene.- What the hell did you do, Carter?- Nothing. I mean, she was making it difficult. She said I could see, but I couldn't touch. The whore was rubbing herself against me, and I-I,,,Simon looks him up and down.- And you what?- I squeezed her neck to make her complete the job. She's a whore. I was horny. I had to relieve myself.- Are you more relieved now? – Simon asks coldly, making the senator's bodyguards look at the two. – you're an idiot. He bypasses the senator.- Call an ambulance.- No, Simon, if you do that, it will be the end of me. My wife. My children, my career.- You should have thought about that before doing what you did.- I didn't realize I was killing her. I just wanted to force her to suck me.- Is she dead? – he asks the bodyguards who give up on doing CPR.- Yes, sir. We were unable to revive her.- Take the senator to the hotel. Not a word of what happened. Let's hope no one remembers that you came here with her.-
SarahI washed my face of the makeup I hadn't taken off, showered, and dressed.I covered my face and neck with makeup as best I could and called my car. Apparently, no one was sleeping today.As expected, my bodyguard had already woken up the one guarding the bookstore, and I entered easily, with the door closed behind me.Once in my office, I contact my group leaders and order them to be aware of any information about a new Mexican group or organization operating in LA. Everyone seemed surprised. I didn't understand what the hell was going on for Simon to give me such an unreasonable order.When I looked at the clock, it was 5 am.- Simon, none of my men know of any new Mexican organization. Maybe if you explained what's happening, I could help you better. - I said after calling him.“What the fuck are you doing? It's 5 am. Who told you to wake me up at this time?”- But Simon, you said it was urgent.“It was urgent for you to get up your lazy ass and do what I tell you. Waking me