Moments later, we arrive at the Valet Parking area of this restaurant I know so well. While Alejandro helps me get out of the luxurious car, my legs and hands shake due to the nerves I feel. I pray that Matías, the manager of this place, is not here today or at least not call me by my father's last name. My whole plan will fall, and I will be completely exposed to Alejandro if he does."I hope you like the place," Alejandro tells me when I finish getting out of the car, and lets go of my hand.I smile at him pretending to be kind. «If only he knew it is one of my favorite places.»"It looks great," I finally answer.We walked towards the entrance of this modern restaurant. Next, we see the facade worked entirely with black concrete materials and wooden details. Arriving at the door, a young man with reddish hair opens it for us. The interior of the place is stunning. The floor is rustic concrete in its original tone but with a particular shine due to its treatment. The tables are bea
Listening to them talk about life as if they were friends from many years ago has me confused, Has Lucas been cheating on me all this time? I question myself, What if his supposed repentance is just another hoax? What if he is using me again? I can't take it anymore. I feel like my head will explode with so many doubts that I have right now."Excuse me, I have to take this call," Alejandro tells us when his cell phone rings."It's OK," I say and take my glass from the table to sip wine. "What the fuck is all this, Lucas?" I ask, full of anger, when I notice that Alejandro has gone far enough.He stares at me and leans towards me "is that son of a bitch Raul Sandoval's son?" He asks me between his teeth, and I look at her, confused."But you know him... Don't pretend you don't," I refute, and I can't believe he's pretending to play this game."Of course, I know him, but like Alejandro Ferrara, a successful yacht salesman who met my sister at an industry party. They were dating for almo
I don't know very well if minutes or hours have passed; I see them approach the table once more. Alejandro's gaze is lost. I notice he is overwhelmed and also sad?"Sienna, I'm sorry," he says, "I hope you don't mind if Lucas takes you home, I'm not feeling well." He apologizes and leaves a two-hundred-dollar bill on the table."Don't worry. I'll see you tomorrow at the office," I say, but he doesn't answer; he nods and walks away.I watch him enter the restaurant and leave. When I see him far, I look at Lucas, who is now sitting in front of me. "What happened?" I ask, totally confused.I feel Lucas is just as confused as I am. He runs his fingers through his jet-black hair and tries to find the right words "it happens that Alejandro has learned that his son died with my sister in that accident. He's devastated and full of questions just like me, but I can't tell him that the prime suspect is his father; he would discover me," he explains to me calmly."What if that son wasn't his? H
We began to kiss just as if it were the first time, just crossing our house entrance threshold. His arms tied to my waist do not allow me to move away from him, and to be honest, I have no intention of doing so.My lips only respond to his. Slowly our tongues meet, causing our bodies to turn on even more. Lucas, somehow, is guiding me to the stairs and causing our kisses to be a little less coordinated. As we went up to the room, I urgently unbuttoned his shirt.My feet feel the ground's firmness, signaling that we have already reached our destination. Without further ado, I intrude my hands at his shoulder height to remove his shirt and drop it. Lucas's hands are not far behind. As we get closer to the room, he unzips my dress, and I feel like burning just the feeling of his touch.Before entering the room, most of our clothes have already disappeared. When our legs hit the bed, we lie down without stopping kissing. I'm so turned on that I can't stop panting during our kissing battl
Next dayI'm playing this game one more day that I'm already tired of. However, today is different, as I have a different perspective on things and many more suspicions. Thus, I enter Raúl Sandoval's office, whose door is open, and in a friendly tone of voice, I greet him, "Good morning, Mr. Sandoval."He smiles at me and observes me closely, making me feel uncomfortable enough. My beige dress is not very revealing, but it accentuates my curves in a pretty elegant way. "Good Morning, Sienna," He tells me, "Take a seat. I'll explain today's tasks," He asks me, and I play to be the perfect assistant by giving my best performance.After about 20 minutes, I finally left his office with a list of tasks to do today. I think I should be very determined to find the truth about this guy; otherwise, I would not endure the way he looks at me or what he wants me to do. I will never underestimate the work of an assistant, but I am far more than this. I could be working comfortably in my father's
"Sienna, I'll go to lunch; I'll see you in an hour," Raúl informs me, peering into my office."Perfect, I'll see you later." I answer and watch him leave.I've spent much of the morning thinking about the moment he left his office since I need to go in and start digging through his things to find clues.So, I wait about ten minutes, get up from my chair, go to the door, and open it slowly. Noticing that there is no one inside, I immediately start going through the drawers of his desk and filing cabinets one by one.I'd love to know exactly what I'm looking for because I have no idea. I guess the only thing I need is some document that implicates Raúl in his money laundering crimes, trafficking in precious stones, and drug trafficking. Or at least something related to Lucas's sister. Finally, searching through the folders, I open one that catches my eye.TriStar Enterprises? I keep reading the terms and services until I realize it's a transportation company $500,000 dollars?"Why woul
Lucas has been trying to figure out what's going on all day but giving him the information over the phone is too risky. This situation is entirely crazy, but I don't even know if it's good or bad crazy. I am so confused.The taxi drops me off two blocks from the restaurant where I met Lucas. As soon as I get out of the vehicle, I see him inside his sports car. He gets out of the car as I approach and waits for me in the passenger side. "Hello, love," I say and hug him as if my life depended on it; I don't know why, but I feel very nervous."Bella, what's wrong?" he asks me without letting go. "You told me that Alejandro wanted to have dinner with us, but you didn't answer my questions. What's wrong?" What does he want?" He insists.His blue eyes look at me. He is concerned, and he insists on telling him what is happening. "Alejandro is an agent of the DEA and is behind his father," I say bluntly. As expected, his face changes completely.He's surprised, and I guess he doesn't even kno
Both Lucas and I remain shocked at the information that Alejandro has given us. I feel he's worse off than us with everything he's found out. After putting on my nightgown, I get between the sheets and arrange the pillows on the bed's headboard to support my back against them.I don't know if he can get any sleep tonight. All the information keeps going around in my head, and I try to understand how far Raúl Sandoval has come with his plan to impersonate my father. Will my father know about this? What if the economic situation of the company is due to that? Has he hidden all this information from me?"Do you feel well Bella?" Lucas's sexy voice interrupts me. When I look up, I see him walking towards the bed with only that white Calvin Klein boxer and his hair utterly wet since he has just showered."Seeing you like this, of course I am," I joke. I don't know how he does it, but he has made my head focus on his perfect abs and those arms that I like so much, not to mention that damn b