Arya waited till Leonardo was asleep before carefully moving out of his arms. They had gone a couple of more rounds after and even though her bones screamed sleep, she had to do what she had to do. “Princess?”, Leonardo called, his eyes half opened, hair messy and face sleepy. “I need to use the bathroom”, she said, feeling guilty she had to lie. Well, it wasn’t a lie. More like half truth. He went back to sleep and she walked into the bedroom to go through his phone. As she suspected, it was all work on his phone. His socials though, were popping with texts from a lot of females. She went through them and saw they were mostly popular models, actresses and celebrities. Irritation went through her. She didn’t realize women could be this cheap especially to a married man. “Bitches”, she said. Now more than ever she had the urge to become more active on her socials. The good part was that her husband aired them all. She smiled in satisfaction when she saw he had blocked off
“Let go of her arm”, Leonardo said. The drunk man didn’t listen. “Vamos a bailar, chica.” Arya freaked out and tried to pull her arm away. “Let go. I don’t want to dance”, she said and tried to push him without drawing attention. Leonardo took charge of the situation and pushed the drunk man to the ground. People closer to them were already staring. Only a matter of time before they start recording. “Don, we can leave now”, Rob said. Before he could respond, a woman approached them. She had green eye and was dressed in expensive clothes. She had on a smoky eye makeup, which enhanced her eyes and a black dress with. “Pablo, deja de faltar el respeto a nuestros invitados”, she said to the man on the floor. He stood up and walked away. “I’m sorry on behalf of my brother”, she said to Leonardo. Leonardo could not care less about her apology. He was busy making sure Arya didn’t have a scratch. The green eyed lady coughed awkwardly before speaking. “I’m Lima, by the w
Arya walked into the church with her security. As expected, she met Isabel, the Mother Superior and Manuel, the Mayor. “Welcome Dona”, Manuel greeted. “Hi, Manuel. How are you faring?”, she asked. “I’m very well. I was about to leave before you stepped in. Good bye”, he said and walked out. “He suspects someone must have leaked the details about the assassins”, Isabel said. “Hope he didn’t figure out who did it?”, Arya asked. “No. He didn’t. But I told him the Don is a smart man regardless of his age. He would know better than to give away his location”, the nun responded. “Okay, that’s great. Thank you once again for risking it”, Arya said. “Please sit. Your mother, Adriana, went through a lot of risks for me and the children in the orphanage. I can’t let the last piece of her get killed by greedy old men”, Isabel responded. Arya sat on the pew. “In time you will tell me about my mother. I wish I knew more about her bravery”, she said. “In time. Don’t take my n
Dolores’ green eyes moved sharply across the room. She was dressed in a satin gown and had on excess expensive jewelries. Her smoky eye make up accentuated her eye colour perfectly. She nodded in approval as the girls displayed their beauties. “Hurry up, girls. A good courtesan knows the value of time”, she said. The girls hurried to change their clothes or accessories that she told them to. “My queen, your daughter is here”, her assistant said. “Which of them?”, she asked with a bored expression. “Lima”, her assistant answered. “Lima? I’m surprised she still knows the way to her mother’s house”, Dolores said sarcastically. “Should I let her in?.” “Yes. Let her in”, Dolores said. Some seconds after, Lima appeared in her presence. “Mother, how have you been?”, she asked. “Same way you left me”, Dolores responded. “That’s why I’m here, mother. I want to move back home”, she said and fell on her knees. “And I want to retire and enjoy the rest of my life trav
Lima took deep breaths backstage. She wore her most expensive outfit and used her most expensive make up products for this event. She needed to imprint on him and gauge his reaction before coming up with her plan. The curtain dropped and through her veil she could see the light reflecting on her and the other girls. She knew this dance by heart but the fact that the Don was watching made her feel uneasy. The music started and so did their bodies. They danced along to the sound in seductive rhythm and the men cheered at them, occasionally throwing money and gifts at them. With the lights in her eyes, she could not get a clear view at the men’s faces but she assumed the Don would be at the head of the table. Sit up, wife. This mistress may have a trick or two up her sleeves. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Arya tossed around on her bed. She missed her babies so much but she tried not to think about it too much. She was regretting ever encouraging Leo to go to that
Leonardo walked out of the event the moment the dancers came out. He was already very occupied and didn’t have time for flimsy entertainment. Rupert appeared from the corner. “Oh, my. Mistress was not exaggerating. It’s like god amongst men”, he said to Leonardo’s hearing. Rupert was ignored but he didn’t give up. “My mistress is the best courtesan in all of Spain and even the whole world. She’s performing for you and that’s a very rare thing”, he said as he tried to push security out of the way to no avail. “Hey, back off”, one of the guards said. “And if I don’t? I wasn’t talking to you”, Rupert said. Leonardo walked out of the building without a glance at Rupert. "I almost wished he was gay, seeing as he wasn't swayed by my mistress's charms. Maybe then I'd have had a chance," Rupert thought, as he turned and went in search of Lima. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * “We have with us today, Arya Marcello. We all know she is our sponsor so feel free to
Lima was sitting in her room, alone. The Don was proving to be a tough nut to crack but she had to admit that was what she liked about him. Unlike every single men she’s met, he doesn’t seemed enamored by her charms. His attention barely left his wife the day they met for the first time. She would try every spell in the book, every trick in her hat and every single thing in her disposal to get him. And she would get him, use him and toss him aside like an old toy. An old toy she would definitely always go back to. She bit her lips at the thought. She moaned and touched herself thinking about him but was distracted by the knock on the door. “Mistress?”, Rupert’s voice was heard. She sighed in agony. “Yes? Come in”, she said and sat up. He entered the room. “Mistress, your phone has been buzzing non stop since your performance. Word has gone out that you are back in La Hermandad de las Estrellas apparently”, he said. “Oh, goodness. All these men but I only want the one
Arya rushed into the cabin as soon as the car stopped. She had to wash up because she had been throwing up non stop since the ride. Leonardo ran in after her but she locked the bathroom door behind her. “Arya”, he banged the door. “Go away, sicko”, she said and threw up again. “This sicko is not going anywhere”, he said and banged the door. She pour cold water over her face and took off her gown. She was standing in the bathroom in her underwear and heels. “I’m still here. Open the fucking door, Arya”, he said. She started brushing her teeth. “Go away”, her voice was muffled. “I’ll break the door in if you don’t come out before I loose my mind”, he said and she held the sound of him walking away. “Padrino, il tipo ha appena consegnato la, she heard one of the soldiers talking to him. (Godfather, the guy has delivered the cocaine). “Va bene, verrò a controllare presto”, her husband responded and shut the door. (Alright, I’ll come check it out soon). She would