They were a good dance couple.
Of course, what everyone saw was the amazing couple on the dance floor.
Alisha and that stranger were dancing beautifully.
Alisha was the only one who knew what is really going on.
"You can fight what you want. You'll never be that happy" that guy openly laughed in her face, at her misfortunes. "Williams is not someone looking so vaguely, what could you have to make him see gold."
"Will you shut your mouth"
"You're not willing to listen, EH" the grip on her waist tightened, he spun her around and let her head fall back. "You're just a hook" "You just want to be the big fish that everyone will eat. You're not someone worthy."
The taunts were palpable in every word.
Alisha could be seen in his ear.
"I don't give a damn about your opinion" she declared with a smile on her lips. He didn't want to hear her blather.
He laughed.
"Well, you may be that way today. Wait for tomorrow" he raised an eyebrow looking at him in a way she couldn't make out. "Did you see her smile of happiness?"
He wanted to know who that guy was to make him pay for his bold words, she showed her best expression as the music continues.
"There's nothing in tomorrow."
"Isn't there?" the man asked with feigned innocence, he again let out a laugh full of malicious expression. "You are not a person worthy of Williams."
Well, to say it outright was too painful.
"Isn't he my husband?"
"Sure, you must say that because of that photograph in Williams' room."
"You speak so hastily" Alisha spun in the man's arms, smiling as she stared into his eyes. "Is that woman so important to my HUSBAND" she emphasized her last word before the music ended.
"Well, let's look forward to tomorrow."
"There's nothing"
"Thanks for the dance"
That stranger said a polite goodbye to Alisha before Gael returned.
Gael Williams approached placing his hands on the stranger's cheeks, watching him as if honey detached from his eyes. That was all fake, they are a fictional couple.
"When did you meet Spencer?" hearing that question she was a bit puzzled not knowing anyone by that name, and only then did Alisha know the name of that stranger.
"I don't know him..."
"You're trying to deny it" he raised an eyebrow. Gael flashed a gummy smile, he didn't like lies. "Think carefully."
"I don't at all."
"You've danced with someone you don't know" Gael seemed like someone easy to deal with, in reality, he was a sly fox to be wary of. "Is it fun, provoking me?"
"I am."
"You'd better forget it" he released the contact with that warm skin, coming close enough up to her ear. "During our marriage, you may not flirt with man, as it is one of the conditions of the contract" he warned her in a low voice.
As he withdrew a gleaming smile graced the husband's face, all that was false.
Alisha thought about Spencer's malicious words. You're not worthy of Williams, what could you possibly have. Highlighting insecurities creates a powerful impact. Those words jumped like a relentless echo in her head. She could only smile, thinking of Gael's past with that woman, elegant and beautiful.
Gael must have considered that person in the photograph a rare beauty, he must have waited a long time to meet that person, they seemed happy so much that they captured that memory of being on a gondola, they were both laughing, they must have made many promises together, traveling to luxurious places, going without fear before a society that would see them as a heavenly couple.
She repressed the depression inside her. He dispersed his thoughts by blinking repeatedly. Unaware of the sad countenance that was drawn on his face.
"We just danced" Alisha explained to him, ignoring that pain that oppressed his chest .
However, Gael thought she didn't take his warning seriously so he kissed her forehead to remind her.
"By pretending to be sad you plan to make me understand that you've fallen in love with me, a 'husband' you've only met three times?"
Alisha gently shook her head.
"I dare not do it, but I have loved you for ten years" she expressed honestly.
She wanted to start her plan ahead of time so that Gael would know her true identity, but seeing his cold face, she gave up the idea.
The banquet ended.
Alisha followed Gael towards the entrance of the building, his sports car was already parked waiting for its owner, the businessman took the keys from the employee and opened the door for his wife. As Mr. Williams' car started up, Alisha put on her seatbelt.
Alisha drove off in Gael's car.
She accidentally watched in the rearview mirror as Spencer drove off with a beautiful woman.
"If you want to cry, I should get off at the next intersection."
Hearing that sudden voice, she furrowed her brow.
"Who wants to cry? No one is crying."
Gael cocked a smile.
"It's just a precaution, I don't want you to damage my car."
"Can this clunker get damaged?" Alisha looked so surprised that she put a hand to her chest.
Gael laughed lightly. A smile tugged at his lips before he realized what he was doing and suddenly wiped himself out. He felt weird every time they've spoken.
"What?" she turned with sudden interest. Alisha missed that smile, missed that laugh. She wanted to throw herself into someone else's arms and give him a tight hug.
"Nothing."
Williams cleared his voice.
"Can't you stop being a bore" she tilted her gaze to the window. "Five minutes isn't going to kill you."
"You want to talk about responsibility? A college student can do that." Gael hid a smile, that girl could be a box of surprises.
"They can talk about a lot of things" she pouted crossing her arms at chest level. He averted his gaze to the window, those streets were unfamiliar, at least they gave him a good view. "We're going home."
"I want to sleep."
Gael turned at an intersection following the path to the huge house on the outskirts of town.
When Alisha awoke the next day Gael was gone.The house felt extremely lonely.There was not a sound to be heard.The windows were locked, the curtains closed, giving the impression of a gloomy, gigantic house. The opposite side of the bed lay so neatly arranged, it seemed that no one had slept there, on the bedside table there was still that stupid picture of Gael with that woman.Alisha was curious about the young businessman's past, she got out of bed, walking barefoot. She felt the coldness of the wood running through the soles of her feet. As if her limbs were on automatic she went to the closet, the huge closet was made of wood, she grabbed the door and slid it open.There were many outfits, stored on hangers, at the bottom were several cardboard boxes.Alisha bent down and opened one at a time, rummaging for something relevant.She was startled.She found a glass box containing a baseball and remembered that she and Gael had met because of the baseball.She held that box in he
That night I entered that house, it was not by chance, although everyone thought so.If I had imagined that this event would lead us to a grandfather imposing his opposition to obtain greater profits in agreements that did not concern me, but would be the main strategy, I would have given up saving him.That night without hesitation I would have let him die.I would have passed him by.I should never have saved him.I was dressed in my jeans, military style boots, a black shirt and my leather jacket.I walked with my hands in my pockets as I circulated around the area in the company of a ballasted group, I prowled around like a wild beast in search of its prey, every night I saw elegant cars leaving that mansion, that memory is the sharpest thing I possess, I still regret it, that night I should have ignored the bullshit my group threw out."That loud voice of Daniel's warned me that my lack of courage would be uploaded to the networks and mocked for the rest of my days. "See, she's j
I stretched out my arm wanting to reach for my jacket.I barely managed to brush it with my fingertips. That man had to be an asshole, I couldn't hire a security system to protect him.He would be so cheap.There was no security, there was no one, he was stranded almost in the middle of nowhere. If it wasn't for the fact that there was a road in front of the residence, the same one that was facing the sea, when driving along the road you could notice that small garden behind the metal bars."Come on wake up" I begged knowing that I was unconscious, I must be so unlucky. "Don't die" I pleaded so pitifully. "Don't die, don't do it"The ambulance arrived within minutes.When the paramedics arrived, I could barely manage to know that it had been minutes and not hours, I had felt an eternity with every second that passed. That wounded man could die and my fingerprints were in his hair, because it was impossible not to stroke his hair in search of making him wake up."Quickly" the squad lea
Gael disappeared for long hours.He was amazing at leaving, leaving no footprints or traces, in that huge house while he was walking, the only thing that reached my ears were my own footsteps echoing.I went down to the kitchen.I turned on the stove frying some eggs, heated the coffee in the pot and some toast would be the little that would carry my stomach for the rest of the day.I didn't have a person in charge of the pantry.In that huge house there were only luxuries, and food, frustrated at the misfortunes that were beginning to surround me. I ended up carrying the food to the dining room."The gravy" I mumbled, jumping up from my chair. However, as I jumped out of my seat I ended up hitting the wood causing the impact to roll the vase of the vase that was almost in the center and it fell to the floor shattering completely.When I took a step I slipped."Fuck" I cried out gasping. A glass had stuck the sole of my foot.Clumsily I had fallen forward cushioning the blow against
"Whatever" Gael turned completely ignoring that blank stare of his wife's, he walked into the house.Although he liked his oceanfront residence, he didn't want to be the talk of the people who used to drive by in cars circling the area, on 63rd Avenue in the city, ideally he wanted to go where his temple didn't feel like it was exploding.Walsh watched the man walk away.She clenched her fists, really, he turned into a stiff shit or idiot. That man couldn't be Gael, that nice guy. That same one who a few hours ago helped her, what was going on with him.Much to his chagrin he led him in."Hey!" the door hit him squarely on the nose, that businessman had no manners or he really was tired with just a few days living under the same roof and breathing the same air, he must be a joke. Or maybe that's his real personality?. "Williams!" she slammed her fist on the wood.There was no response."Gael Williams, you'd better open the door!""Or else what?" The door was opened, revealing young W
They were together on such a tortuous path.Gael is so attractive that he doesn't need to fake a freezing wall so that looks have to fall on him, that is to say, it is enough to observe his hypnotic blue eyes.He has curly dark brown hair, broad shoulders, long legs defined like those of an athlete, fascinating features and a body sculpted by the gods themselves.Walsh felt he could watch him forever and not tire of it, love him, have loved him for ten years."I can sleep in the guest room" Alisha proposed, watching him return with a glass of juice in his hand."No!"Gael refused."It's too late for you to pretend not to know the terms of the contract." his sneer was palpable in every word. "You're a fool" he ridiculed her.Alisha was forced to sign the contract by her family, so she had no chance to see its contents and didn't understand what it had to do with her move to the guest room."Why?" she inquired.She understood absolutely nothing.She wish she knew his intriguing answer,
At that moment I thought that if he was playing games, although deep down it seemed that he really knew how to do it, he would have so much free time to know how to cook a simple dish. It was a bit illogical, that man knew more about business and office than about frying pans and cacera food."See it's not that hard." Gael grabbed some silverware grabbing a bite straight from the pot, a smile graced my lips seeing him so relaxed, was he perhaps removing his barriers."Does it taste good?" I asked hesitantly, I wanted to know if I had achieved a dish to his expectations. "It's really good."Gael put a hand to his chest.An anxiety grew in me as I noticed that discomfort.I saw him gagging as he struggled to get air into his lungs, he looked suffocated, at that instant my senses were activated to the maximum, I quickly wanted to go around the island wanting to help him I ended up tripping and falling to the floor.When I got up I saw him laughing."Not funny" I snorted, getting up comp
When the wood was fully opened, those behind the door came out to greet us, surprising us in an unforeseen quasi-argument that fizzled out at the root.Taking my gaze beyond the couple.I discovered that this celebration seemed so enjoyable.The sound of classical music filtered through the ears, giving a pleasant sensation, I could feel even standing at the entrance how good the atmosphere seemed."Welcome" when I heard that melodic voice, I looked away from the couple that was welcoming us. "Come in" the door opened giving more access.I didn't know how this family's system worked.I was surprised that this beautiful woman was attending us, it was as if she was waiting for our arrival.However, the young businessman Williams did not wait, he simply passed them by, taking me with him, almost dragging me into the mansion, for that grip on my hand did not soften, on the contrary, it intensified a little as he pulled me in the direction of the living room.We stopped together at a pilla