My heart was in my throat, it was about to burst out of my mouth when I feel his breath collide against my breath, courage was slipping away from me and I must not let him always get away with it.—What's the matter, mouse got your tongue?—Fuck you. —I spat angrily. —You better stop meddling in my life. You said it yourself, what happened between us... it was just a fling. You enjoyed it and so did I. But that's in the past so stop interfering.—When it comes to my son and his safety, I will always interfere.I scoff since so far I see that you care about him. Lucas comes in asking if everything was in order but when he saw that nothing was right he asked me to leave the office.—Who do you think you are fooling? If you were so concerned about your son's welfare, you wouldn't keep looking for me after that damn night. You're only doing this because you didn't want me to be alone with him," I laughed bitterly, "You didn't want us to have sex.When the expression on his face changes ra
—Yes," said Dad. Victor leads us to the dining room, to slow his steps and suddenly I felt the brush of his hand with mine causing my attention to be on him. He smiles cheekily at me and of course my skin instantly burned —Maya?I sat down next to dad and in no time lunch was served, my father looked too serious watching Lucas' family.—I hope they like seafood....—No," Dad said, interrupting Lucas' mother, "We hate seafood.—Of course. I guess on your ranch you're just used to eating eggs..... The common stuff and they don't know how good seafood is."Ayyy shit!"My father observes Lucas' stepfather who as usual doesn't know how to measure his tongue when speaking, idiot.—Just because my family has different tastes than your family doesn't mean we know what's good. And that ranch... the one you call it as if it were a garbage dump is the one that produces the wheat so that your family can taste the bread.—Dad... stop it.—Sir... my husband didn't mean to be rude...—But he was. —D
—Mey!I was still waiting for an answer from him, but he just looks at nothing without erasing that exquisitely perfect smile, I'm afraid his words are empty, so I go to my mother's phone calls.—And would you be willing to give up everything for me? —I stop my pacing and turn to look at him —Come on, tell me.—You know you don't need to ask me because you already know the answer.He tilts his head back as his smile grows, walks up to me and looks at me like I'm heaven itself, something I've never seen in anyone before, "or he just knows how to pretend perfectly.—You know that if we want that, you must abandon my son, end this relationship that makes no sense since not even your father accepts it. —When he mentions Lucas, a huge weight falls on my shoulders out of nowhere, "Yes, I was afraid of that," he looks straight ahead and frowns, "I'll give you enough time to think about it.My lips couldn't move and give him an immediate answer as guilt reminded me that it was myself who gave
The memories torment me, "more than I imagined", I haven't heard anything from the Santoro's again, "ironic that I keep thinking that he would look for me" it's so stupid to think that for a moment I got the idea that I was important to him.Lucas... he didn't even have the courage to come back to look for me, "I tilted a smile" even now he is the one who evades me all the time since we have one or another class together, but I guess it's better for me since I don't want to have any relationship with any of them.—I need you to bring me the contracts for the new clients. —I was so immersed in my thoughts that I didn't realize my boss was watching me —Mey?—Ah? —Seeing him with his arms crossed I got embarrassed —I'm sorry, I .... Yes, I'll take them right away, Mr. Clark.He looks at me curiously, but stops when his phone started ringing. He took the call and walked into his office. I sigh in relief as if that wasn't enough, lately he has also been different, bossy and very annoying,
I lean back on my seat and try to get as far away from him as I can but I tilt my head back when I feel his grip on my arm.—I need to talk to you.—Mr. Santoro, do you want an appointment with Mr. Clark? If so, I'm sorry to tell you that his schedule is full for the next few months.—You know very well what I want to talk about.—I'm sorry but I don't know what you are talking about, now if you allow me I must leave since my boss is waiting for me. —I feel the grip on my arm intensify —Can you let go.—No.I yelled at him to let me go but he didn't, I don't know what the hell he is thinking of doing this in front of his employees since there were several watching us too closely, even Erika who didn't take her eyes off us until Victo locked the door.—What the hell is wrong with you?!—We're going to talk whether you want to or not.—I have nothing to talk to you about, so leave me alone. —Why don't you just leave me alone! Go find your ex—wife and have sex all you want, leave me alon
Of course I wouldn't give him a chance, he failed me and I'm not going to believe in any of them again, although it's logical that Lucas won't look for me again since it would be the last straw if he did, the roses of my favorite color was a huge merit, but even so I wouldn't fall into his games, I'm sick of it and I want him to understand it and leave me alone "although inside I want to keep on insisting".As the days went by I didn't get a single sign from him again, it's as if he stopped bothering me at last "I was supposed to want that, but now I'm not sure about that anymore."—Thinking again. —I almost die of fright when I see my boss watching me too closely —You know overthinking can be exhausting for the body.—It's impossible for me not to, classes, job one and two....—You can take the day off if you want.—Really? —I said in disbelief.—Of course. —looks at the time on her cell phone —But I have one condition. —That didn't please me anymore. —You accept an invitation to din
I woke up confused, seeing myself surrounded by darkness, I sat on the edge of my bed while I took a deep breath as it was just a dream what had happened, "a horrible dream really it was" married to Victor, god, that man really has me crazy.I got out of bed and looked for the switch to turn on the light "shit!" A screech escapes my lips as my nose hits something hard, I touch with my hands what was in front of me and from the shape I deduced it was a closet "What, a closet here?.I looked for my cell phone but I couldn't see anything, something illuminated the room, a small glow so I ran towards it and took my cell phone to use the flashlight.—But what?When I saw the cell phone and detailed it with my eyes I realized it was not mine, it had the wallpaper that comes with a new cell phone, "but what the hell is going on! When I saw the door I left the room and I was speechless when I saw that I was in a house I didn't know, it wasn't Lucas' house and it wasn't Victor's apartment eith
—Seriously I'm stupid for believing in you for a second.Seeing that woman's face just brings back the damn memories of that night I found him caught red—handed with her in his apartment. Victor grabs my wrist so I don't move from my place.—What is this girl doing here?—I ask myself the same question," I mutter annoyed and he looks at me in warning, "It's the truth and don't look at me like that.—When you called me to talk about us....—Ah, so he's the one who called you! —I fold my arms —Well, then I'm leaving. ....—You're staying here. —Victor tightens his grip, "You understand.This is really starting to annoy me too much since he won't let go of me, he calls him to talk about "them", I don't have to be present but he wants to force me to be with them.—Don't you have something more...important to do? Since Victor and I have a lot to talk about..." —truly this woman is provoking me —Ah, don't tell me you came here for money. Don't lower yourself to ask that he won't give you a