Ava's POVThe entire ride home I kept on thinking and replaying all the moments I witnessed earlier at the orphanage —The shades of Miguel I had never seen. It was really hard to believe everything I saw and yet it was equally hard not to. I had seen it with my own two eyes, these sides to Miguel that I never knew existed until today.A good side of him. Even the thought of it made me feel uneasy. Miguel? Good? It was something that had seemed impossible.I didn't want to believe it, and perhaps if I hadn't been there I never would have even entertained the thought. Miguel was evil, wicked, and cruel, he was all the words that rhymed with bad and that was the truth. Until today I truly believed that there was no ounce of goodness in him and that this city was better off without him.I was certain that everyone’s life would be better without him in it, and that killing him was the right thing to do. But now, I was not sure that was entirely true. Those people at the orphanage obvious
Miguel's POV“Like what you see?” I asked and she met my gaze, yanking the soap out of my grip.She turned her back to me, facing the shower as she began to rub the soap all over her body while I stared at her. Being under the shower with her was a thrill on its own and just seeing her naked did things to me.The sight of Bella taking a bath would have to be the inspiration behind the word 'temptation'. My dick was stiff and I couldn't think of anything else than having my dick inside of her. It was all I could think of and it was driving me nuts.My dick felt as though it was going to explode at any point. I gazed at her, watching the water trickle down her figure with starving eyes. Merda! She looked divine and merely looking at her made every inch of me tense.She turned as if pulled by a force and we held each other's gaze. My stomach did a flip. I could hardly breathe as I stood so close to her —barely two feet away, drinking in her appeal. I was staring, gawking, thinking of
Ava's POVThe effect of his words sent a flood between my legs. My heart raced aggressively, and my lungs suddenly felt dry. I swallowed hard, trying to catch my breath with no luck.My body felt like anything but my own, and my first instincts were to pull myself on my toes, wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him shitless. It was all I could think about as he stood before me.The effect of his kiss still lingered on my lips. For a moment there, I could have sworn that he had knocked the life out of me, and until now, I was still gasping for breath. My body was heating up as well.Miguel seemed to have ignited a fire inside me with just those lips, and my brain, as far as I knew it, had turned to mush. I couldn't make sense of anything but the nauseating scent of his masculinity. He was too close, and I could almost pass out right now. Miguel had me flattened against the wall of the restroom. My breath was hitched in my throat, with cold sweat rolling down my back. Just the mer
Ava's POVI was beyond perplexed as I lay in bed next to Miguel, unable to get any sleep. My mind was a den of chaos, and the unrest filled my soul. I had spent the last hours since we returned to the room roaming around the sheets and thinking over the document I had seen in Miguel’s office earlier.I still couldn't believe it even though the words say clearly in my mind.The document wasn't fake at all. Those were their real names and Miguel had even signed already.Yet, there was no sense to it, and I knew very well what I saw. It was real. Those business documents were in Fernando's name. Miguel had put those businesses in his name, but that didn't make any sense either. If they were Fernando's businesses —If Miguel had given him the legal business that he wanted, then why would he have betrayed Miguel? How did he even betray him? And In what way?What exactly happened? I wondered, and turned to my other side, facing Miguel, who was fast asleep. He had fallen asleep the insta
Ava's POVThe car stopped at the shopping mall. It was almost three o’clock. I had timed everything to the fucking minute, and I wasn't going to screw this up no matter what. I stepped out of the car and made my way into the mall. Two guards accompanied me inside the building, watching me like a hawk. Everywhere I went, they went, and I figured it was going to be more difficult than I thought to slip away from them, but I'd be damned if I gave up.I spent the first few minutes of my arrival buying jewelry and looking around before making my way to the first floor. I did the same on the first floor, the second, and the third, and by this time, the guards were letting up their guard out of pure exhaustion.I darted my eyes to my watch. It was twenty minutes after three, and I made my way up to the last floor. The second I walked into the room, I cautiously glanced around for any sign of Indira, but there was none.Where was she?I browsed through the line of dresses and feigned intere
Miguel's POVShe even looked guilty.I cocked my head to the side, dropping my gaze to the shopping bag in her hand and studying it carefully. It was small, and from the looks of it, one could only expect about three to four clothes, at most five.Where had she gone for almost an hour? I wondered as I stared at her keenly. The question was still bugging me, but there was some relief, knowing she hadn't taken off like I suspected when I first got the call from the guards. But at the back of my mind, I still found it strange. There was no actual explanation as to where she had been for the past hour.Almost an hour and yet just one bag. Clearly, something was wrong.Everything felt off, and it had me on edge. The thought that I had almost lost her made me feel so cold inside. After that dinner with Mason, I had come to realize how crazy she was capable of driving me, and I really didn't want to lose her.Perez was right. I did feel something strongly for her, and it wasn't something
Ava's POVHours had passed since I heard Miguel's side of the story, but it felt like days. I had barely slept a wink all night. There was just so much to think about, and my mind wouldn't stop working.Miguel’s side had given me a different perspective on things, and my perception of him had been altered in a way. Not only that, things seemed to have changed between us as well. Miguel had changed toward me in just hours, and I could feel it all over me.He felt closer, and there was this soft touch in the way he acted afterward when he put my hand on his chest. It was hard to explain, but he just appeared more human and less of a devil.I didn't even know exactly what that meant, but it was good. It was like I was seeing him in a new light, and he was so...I couldn't find the right word to sum it up, but I liked the change.All night, I had thought about the tears that had dropped from his eyes when he spoke of his mom. The pain in his voice and how real it felt —how real it was,
Miguel's POVI spotted the thick black smoke in the sky from half a mile away from the orphanage, and my heart twisted in my chest. It looked bad.Perez had emphasized that on his call, but seeing the sight of the smoke made everything way more real, and my heart couldn't take it. I thought of the children, the nuns, and the lives I had promised to make better.Tears laced my vision, and I increased my speed, driving through multiple red lights without care. They needed me, and I had to be there. I wasn't one to pray. I didn't believe in anything other than death. But for the first time since my mother's death, I found myself praying again.I prayed that the smoke was only exaggerated and no one had gotten hurt. As I got closer, I saw that the cops blocked the entire front yard of the orphanage. I swerved my car off the road and pulled to a stop on the other side of the road, and there was no getting any closer than I already was.The second I stepped down, I was greeted by a gut-