Leaving Rachel and the others, he decided to plan his escape from Rachel's bashing, and her parents were the perfect escape route, he could be their personal host this evening there by avoiding Rachel."It is such an honor to have you here Mr. and Mrs…" Xander started as he rushed down the stairs to open their door but got cut of by their guard that pushed him back roughly as he barely got a hold of himself before coming in contact with the staircase."Oh, did he hurt you dear boy?" Mrs. Gracia came down from the G-7 onyx Mercedes Benz Jeep they got for all of their family to celebrate the new year, she was in all white just like Rachel with a follow up white peacock feather crown in her curled black hair and low black glass heels from Louis Vuitton, she gracefully came down from the jeep with the help of her body guard."Hehe…no ma'am, I'm— " Xander started but got cut off."Yes, Mrs. Emelia Gracia, I'm fine, he weighs nothing much," Her body guard replied, leaving him behind guiding
"Alright, Ladies and gentlemen...shall we begin…" A man in gray beards and black piece suit and overly oiled hair before he glistened in the fairy golden light streaked over his head on the platform he stood on."Good morning ladies and Gentlemen, today we are gather for a fundraiser with a twist, as we all know this was planned on a short notice because we are heading towards the end of the year and there are going to be lot of fundraisers so we decide to launch this year's season with a touch of Ballroom dance, as I can see we are all beautifully dressed, if you don't have a partner or date pleathe hall," the Man said with a serious tone and silence befell the hall for a few seconds."I'm kidding people!!! Of course you can ask people for a dance, nothing harmless, and if you don't get a dance, you can always dance alone in the dark…" A trail of laughter followed as Rachel zoned out on the whole supposed to be funny introduction.She would have been in a bigger mess today of not for
"You will be fine, I got a plan." Yandel assured her, that seemed to catch her attention. She drew back away from him slowly and looked at him narrowing her eyes at him, she knew him. She swore to herself that if it was something perverted, she was going to cut his balls off and use it for some nice Christmas omelets for him from the nicest part from her darkened transmigrated soul."You know, I can hear your thoughts right?" Yandel shrugged from her creepy stare, stepping back from her a bit as she looked at him abacked."What do you mean you hear my thoughts? what are you, some fucking psychic?" Rachel laughed nervously."No bro, you fucking said it out to my hearing, my castrated balls for Christmas omlets!!" Yandel exclaimed."You latina women are crazy, on God," Yandel said, shaking his head."Latina??" Rachel asked, she might not be good with science but she knows that definitely a latina woman was a latin speaking woman."I'm an italian baldie…" Rachel said, giving him a bored
"Salut…" A smiley voice interrupted her but the green coats gave it all away.Do you know that moment where you just decide between being the biggest asshole in the world or to just do the needful because the person you are dealing with might be a potential psychopath and is a complete sociopath, well today was just about to get really shit to be honest.When Azariah realised no one was willing to answer him or even turn around to look at him as if they was going to turn into a fucking pillar of salt he immediately understood.They were scared of him.Or just plain out didn't want to talk to him because some believed he was so cunning, he could rid you of your life on the spot, it was a fucking over exaggeration of course. I mean, was it possible? Yes, would he do it if the opportunity presented itself, definitely, will he do it to people he knew? definitely, he's school mates aside Sarah and Mary, who were his two close friends, he didn't believe in best friends, it's easier labelin
"First Mission accomplished," Yandel muttered to her hearing rage, sliding further away from her.They were back to their table first with Rachel following closely behind him, she was a bit lost at first, not getting what he meant by "first mission completed" but as she recapped all that just happened few minutes ago, she realized how the public stunt spoke of them, she started to connect the perfectly placed dots that was beginning to show how much of a genius he was. There was a lot of attention that was showered over them hugging, but then again, they were already the talk of the night.The last time she was this popular or received this much attention in a room was back in highschool when she decided to attend her first highschool party as a freshman. Her friends were more than wild, almost savages. They didn't have a single care in the world and they didn't really give two fucks about consequences either. They were a bunch of girls and guys from the same neighborhood with almost
"Little did he know…" She thought to herself.A call came in from her Mom and she excused herself and walked out to go take the call close to the fountain but her bodyguard was there again, she really didn't give much thought to it as she felt it wasn't really something necessary, maybe another emergency came up and that's why he needed to be absent.She thought about it for a bit, she was totally different from Araceli yet very similar at the same time, they were from different world yet still went through similar adversities, which didn't make her pretend much, the only difference was she was more outspoken and confident while Araceli was míld and calm.She once thought about telling Yandel about who she really was and going to visit her former home or going to check up on her little sister and probably her mom, she never thought about the effect of her dying would be on her only sister and her mom, especially her mom. They really had a lot to talk about and she wished she could se
"It's from that cliché ass frame in your office…"Yandel voiced his realization in a low voice. He remembered seeing a frame blue colored with light brown casing with that same writing."Frame?.." Rachel muttered, searching her mind till she remembered a vivid picture of a blue frame directly over her chair."You are right, those were the wordings on the frame above my chair. The creepy caller was sitting on my fucking chair!" Rachel exclaimed.Makes sense why the squeaky background noise in the call sounded familiar, it was from the ridiculously comfortable oak brown office chair in Araceli's office— or my office I guess."You need to call your parents and immediately commit your lawyers and private investigators to this because this is getting more serious than I thought it to be," Yandel let worry crack his cool, well put together persona, completely getting worked up about the voice call record. He didn't even want to overthink the part where he said, "Araceli should avoid him, a
"I received a call, Miss Araceli, to come to the office that you just checked in with your finger print but I told your mother about how we just met at the occasion and you were still inside. That's how we knew someone had broken into your office, so I was sent there to check for the intruder. By the time I got there, the person was gone and Investigators already had your office sealed and were sweeping for fingerprints," Felix replied, avoiding eye contact with his ex-boss's daughter. He was surprised about the way she raised her voice because the Araceli he knew while under the family canopy barely spoke. But then again, Mrs. Garcia was her mother, so the apple didn't fall far from the tree.The unhinged craziness was a consistent trait in the Gracia family."I knew it…" Yandel muttered, standing up to join her bodyguard, both of their attention were now on his form. From the phone call recording he just heard, it was obvious that he was in Araceli's office. He read the words on h