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The Last Night
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I burst out laughing at the scene. She barely knows how to hold a gun. “ Don't be stupid, Larissa. I'm sure your only mission here is to cause me the displeasure of your company during my return to my home. A home that doesn't belong to Anthony, and certainly not to you. You are a mere pawn in this game that Anthony revels in thinking he can strike me. Now put that fucking gun away that you don't even know how to use and let's get out of here.”, I retrace my steps to meet my luggage. “ Don't move, Chloe! Or I'll shoot.”, she threatens, “You won't come home. You won't see your daughter. I know that if you come back you will convince Anthony to forgive you and everything will be fine for you as always.” I stop, not because I owe her obedience. But, because I need to watch how far she is willing to go: “Hum and what do you intend to do? Murder me?” “Yes, I will murder you. Tell me how it feels to be about to die by the hand of stupid Lari?”, she wants to match a crazy woman in some m
The sweet smell of seduction Prologue
Sicily, Italy The leaves fall from the trees determined by autumn, without any choice as to their fate. These are laws that command the natural order of things, and with human relationships it is not much different. There are situations that we can only follow the course, without choice, because what is at stake, is what matters and nothing else. “Are you sure you can trust this woman?”, Asks the apprehensive maid. “ That would be foolish, Selina. She's a greedy woman and she can change sides at any moment, depending on who pays more”, Still my eyes are following the falling leaves, and just like the tree, I have lost a lot with the coming of the seasons. First my mother and then my father. Lorena was right. Danger is always lurking and one hour or another, your turn will come in the roulette wheel of death. I am no longer the innocent little girl who could not see the black and white of reality. I am one of the biggest leaders of the mafia and I don't deny that being able to cont
The sweet smell of seduction New Beginnings
I always believed that walking through the streets of Paris was a kind of undeniable magic for the hearts most hardened by past hurts and that at each step a look would cross with yours, reminding you of the best feelings that could exist in your memories, no matter how distant they might be, they would still be reborn, then make you believe in a new beginning of happiness. However, I keep walking for more than two hours and everyone is hurrying and locked in their worlds. I am the only one looking out, because looking in means that it has been almost a year since she was taken from me. And not even the light of the Eiffel Tower with all its splendor can give me back the hope that everyone says they feel when they see it shining. It may be that my heart doesn't know how to contemplate so much peace, barred by my blood, where the legacy of anger, power, and revenge runs...
The sweet smell of seduction Ghosts from the past
Paris, presentMy cab stops in front of the main facade of a luxurious mansion very well guarded by a considerable number of guards and dogs that are on the alert at the slightest sign of smell or unknown movement.I don't dare get out of the car or approach it as the guests who are arriving endlessly do. At least the night would pay off and it wouldn't be long before I found out what would make me profit from the Parisian Elite. Because, deep down, the Mafia is nothing but business seasoned with a little fire and blood.But for now, all I could do was wait for my "signal" to enter the field. And he appeared in a beautiful emerald silk dress and shoes of the purest leather. Amelia manages to surprise more and more in her looks, possibly gifts from the man s
The sweet smell of seduction A cover
Paris, presentThe parade of guest cars lasted fifteen minutes, so I asked my taxi driver to park in an inconspicuous place near the main façade and decided to walk to the area that I assumed was a service area. Vans arrived unloading goods that were delivered to the employees and everyone, without exception, was searched and questioned about their identity. And as if this was not enough, I still had to deal with security cameras installed at strategic points, which would make an invasion without spilling a single drop of blood, an almost impossible option.An unforgiving scenario, that even without knowing this Jean, I can bet that he is a shrewd and suspicious man that I should keep well away from.Unfortunately, my Paris debut couldn't have started
The sweet smell of seduction The emerald dress
“Chloé? How did you do it?”Amelia's face looks a mixture of surprise and terror denoted by her hands instinctively reaching for her neck.“ How did I do it?”, My smile remains sarcastic.“You know, dear Amelia, sometimes I get the impression, or almost always, that I'm not fighting on your side, but against you”“What's that now, Francisca?”, She protests as she closes the door behind her with her heel, a pure fear that someone would overhear our conversation, “We are friends!
The sweet smell of seduction A man of the law
I turn the knob and push the door made of cherry wood, hard and heavy enough to need a little more effort to open. A kind of warning or a second chance for me to rethink my choice. However, once again, it is fate dictating the rules of the game. First, I hear the sound of someone walking in this direction and then a familiar voice. Amélia! So, indecision is overcome by the need for me to go inside and hide. I place myself listening with my ears glued to the door while my eyes peek through the lock. “ Marie, come to the main corridor, I need a favor and I can't go to the salon2, She uses her free hand to hold her cell phone and talk, as the other tries to hold the top of her dress so that she doesn't get half naked again. Her face is with an unfriendly expression and her pacing from side to side is commanded by her impatience and nervousness. She also lurks on all sides and uses her cell phone to call again, only this time, it would be a secret call. Her voice is low and I have
The sweet smell of seduction The CEO's arrival
I was supposed to go back to the kitchen, call it a night, and not give in to the temptation to pull this thread further and further. But, danger fascinates me and it remains to be seen to what extent this Adam Arnault would be my triumph against Amelia. With a bit of luck, he would go from being the target to my new toy that I would use to torture Amelia, or perhaps, in the end, both. It will all depend on how much she used my weakness as a mother to climb a miserable rung in life. So, nothing fairer than for me to use hers to get back on my feet in Paris with new schemes. And best of all, I would make my own rules. My intuition tells me that this was Amelia's plan with this man. However, it cannot be denied that there is some feeling on her part, still trapped in a possible youthful love that has never been reciprocated and has even become a laughingstock among the house maids. Poor my dear friend Amelia, better vanity than Love. An evil that should be uprooted with all the st
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The sweet smell of seduction Last chapter: The promise of return
I burst out laughing at the scene. She barely knows how to hold a gun. “ Don't be stupid, Larissa. I'm sure your only mission here is to cause me the displeasure of your company during my return to my home. A home that doesn't belong to Anthony, and certainly not to you. You are a mere pawn in this game that Anthony revels in thinking he can strike me. Now put that fucking gun away that you don't even know how to use and let's get out of here.”, I retrace my steps to meet my luggage. “ Don't move, Chloe! Or I'll shoot.”, she threatens, “You won't come home. You won't see your daughter. I know that if you come back you will convince Anthony to forgive you and everything will be fine for you as always.” I stop, not because I owe her obedience. But, because I need to watch how far she is willing to go: “Hum and what do you intend to do? Murder me?” “Yes, I will murder you. Tell me how it feels to be about to die by the hand of stupid Lari?”, she wants to match a crazy woman in some m
The sweet smell of seduction The Last Night
It wasn't long before my aunt's suspicions were confirmed to be idiotic, so dismissed by my happiness when not even nausea could stop me from feeling so willing, at least emotionally.The CEO revealed himself to have a hidden joking side or just could not see himself missing the opportunity for the first time to be in charge of a situation that in no way would I know how to handle myself. The dispute would only end with both of us accepting rewards, me with his blazer and him holding me in his arms. The silence joined the night that came and we stopped to look at the sky and would have taken our time if it weren't for an icy breeze irritating my skin.“ I'm staying with him!”, I wrap myself even tighter in his blazer.“ Of course you can take it!”, he grants not only the garment but also a kiss.“ I'll be right back!”, he walks away, no need to ask why. I see land in sight, and soon we are on what resembles a beanstalk. I soon find that my vision has betrayed me, and it is only 15
The sweet smell of seduction The Desert Island
The CEO bet even though he knew the game was a farce, he preferred fun to lucidity, the turmoil of the losers, and the vanity of him being the first even though, deep down, it wasn't true. Wouldn't it be the same with our relationship? Are we both lying, I to him and he to himself even though the signs are clear? And that before long, he will reveal that from the beginning it was a game, he knows who I am and he loves my demons just as I love his ocean eyes. No matter how crooked the path to this point has been, but he is willing to take all the risks. Not like a prince saving his beloved, but like a true mobster, a learning that is not born in a week, let alone a day. A day that confuses me with seconds as I watch Adam dress in his usual black, rejecting the simplicity of the disguise we agreed to have here. He easily sets himself up as a target, and running away is definitely not an option. That's what we did by coming here, but distance is only an obstacle for those who need an e
The sweet smell of seduction A Secret Love
California, dawn“Am I still welcome in your house and in your life?”, It's Luigi, who has sneaked in. It's not a surprise to me. In fact, I've been waiting for you since I left the casino and came home. Me, sitting on the porch and him beside me, the dawn spreads in the sky right in front of us and the sea hardly imitates a sound so as not to break the peace that surrounds us all. Luigi, also surrendered, decides to sit down, waiting for me to give him his final sentence. However, my internal judgment is lengthy. My senses do not wish to miss a detail of the spectacle. It is sublime and unbelievably, there is nothing that nature asks in return to give it to us.“ If you fear that I am going to throw you out of my life, should I consider that you have done something wrong?”, my eyes are satisfied and my attention is offered to the man next to me.“ No, you know I haven't. I just don't know to what extent what we have matters more than how you feel about Adam.”“ I recognize how much
The sweet smell of seduction The Tenebrous Reconciliation
“Don't you ever lose the habit of asking questions you know the answer to?”, I close the door behind me so tightly that it is enough to hide the rapid beating of my heart. My nostrils need air on behalf of my lungs desperate to bail out, my mind one step away from hitching its anxiety.“Our argument hasn't even started, and already reason has gone your way”, he smiles cynically, keeping the gun pointed at Adam's head, opting for circular motions on his leather to test my lucidity, “ You were raised to have it all, to own it all. The Great Frances! I thought that by taking everything away from you, you would come back to me. But no! You found it!”, he pulls the gun away from the CEO and sits down next to Adam's body lying on a couch, “Is he the one stopping you from loving me, Francisca? The son-in-law of your father's dreams who should be dead?”Anthony again positions the gun in his direction, and I know that his life depends on my answer. It's logical that I need to remain indiff
The sweet smell of seduction The casino
“ I have never seen such a sexy and sophisticated manager.... “, Adam is dazzled, I can see him through his reflection in the mirror, which reminds me of Anthony's presence in scenes like this, although their looks and gestures are incomparable.“ My job is a bit peculiar. I won't be there to serve, just pretend I'm a stupid, silly, rich girl they can pass off as. Then they will be attracted to spend money. A sort of camouflaged manager”, I shrug, swiping my lipstick.“ That's dishonest”, he assesses. “And entering a casino expecting honesty is naïve, Monsieur Arnault…”, I do the final touches, making sure there is not a grain of sand left on my scalp. It was an endless struggle to get rid of them. A sacrifice that left no regrets when it was two hours well spent of the purest pleasure. And I would love to continue it through these white walls and huge glass windows that bring the sea closer even though it is a hundred meters away. The house in no way resembles Arnault's residence
The sweet smell of seduction Arriving in California
California, presentEvery day millions of people travel. For many, just another ordinary day of time saved by one of the greatest inventions of all time; for others, the airplane is not just a machine. It is our genie in the lamp, where we lean back, close our eyes and imagine the dreams we yearn to come true. And if distance is the only obstacle, the dream is one step away from our hands as soon as the plane touches the runway to our point of arrival. But when distance is not the obstacle, how can that lamp help us if the problem lives in us and we simply cannot run away from who we are?“There will be a car waiting for us.”, Adam says, bringing me back to the present.We are waiting to choose our bags among so many others.“ Hopefully without a driver, I'll love to spend some time alone with you…”, my voice is sly, accompanied by a mischievous smile.“ You are so complicated, Chloé! “, he looks at me like I'm a riddle, “ One minute you wish I had security guards and chauffeurs, the
The sweet smell of seduction The Goldmine
One day laterToday the Desiré noire did not open. The tables are empty and the silence is frightening for those who are used to seeing a full house. It is clear that I will lose a lot of money by having the doors closed. But our reunion could not be in a place other than one of CEO Adam Arnault's favorite spots. The atmosphere would stir up memories for him, and to erase the bad ones, you need an extra dose of what makes you feel at home. So tonight, no more pubs or wandering the streets like two inconsequential teenagers.It will be drinking from the best in the bar and loving like the first time.Yet, with every passing minute, it gives me anxiety not to see him walk through that door. I can't believe that Adam would be so proud as to not accept an invitation from me. After all it has been a long time since our fight. And before anyone accuses me that 24 hours is not much time, in my defense, I will say that an eternity can happen in seconds. So there is no point in waiting for hi
The sweet smell of seduction The Unexpected Visit
“ You were really serious about hurting him. That can't have been pretty…”, appreciates Luigi as he finds me picking up the shards of glass from the floor and throwing them into a bag.He arrived ten minutes after Adam left. That was the time for me to put on some clothes, wipe my tears and drink a cup of pure coffee that would make anyone awake from the feeling of still being sleepy.“ I always do what has to be done, Luigi. You gave Anthony your word, I wouldn't make you break it a second time. I have a lot to thank you for, my friend.”, I say it sincerely and I just can't stand up to hug you because our time is short.“ You will always have my loyalty and so will your descendants.”“ What descendants? I have decided to live as if my daughter doesn't exist, and a second child is not in the plans.”, I continue to pick up the shrapnel while trying to keep my attention on her reasoning.“ Francisca, that day Anthony said that having you back is a priority not just out of spite, he nee
