A few days passed and I went to sleep alone and woke up alone. Alvaro ate dinner in his study every night and I was sure he probably slept in there too.He was acting strange and I wanted to know why. I always thought honesty was a good thing when it came to relationships, but if I knew he'd react the way he did. I wouldn't have said anything at all. I hunched over the counter trying to count the right amount of change to give to the customer. I kept losing count because of all my intrusive thoughts. This entire situation was making me sick or maybe it was my lunch. I stress-ate an entire bowl of spaghetti Bolognese. I didn't mean to eat the whole thing at once but with my loss of awareness, I only stopped eating when I put the fork to my lips and realised it was empty and so was the bowl. I could only think about Alvaro. I didn't want things to go back to the way they used to be a month ago. Where we would barely say five words to each other while passing during the day. I liked
I laid in bed with Alvaro's head on my lap while he sorted through his emails on his phone. It amazed me that all a big scary guy needed was a little attention and kindness and he became a softie. I threaded my fingers through his hair and he let out a yawn. "That feels good, mami," he groaned. "Ew," I heard Mateo utter from outside the room door. Alvaro sat up next to me. "Come in here, mi hijo." "Hell no." "We are not doing anything," I called back. He turned the door handle and walked into the room. He was dressed in a grey tuxedo and he had a big bouquet of red roses in hand. "And where are you going, handsome?" I asked. "I'm going to go prompose to Julia," he said.Alvaro looked at me. "Do you speak this language?" "I'm going to ask her to prom," Mateo rolled his eyes. "What about the guy that already asked her?" Julia was too nice. Too nice to hurt someone's feelings for her own desires. "I spoke to him about it and he seemed to notice she wasn't into him." "So she'
Alvaro's POV. There were two things I didn't tolerate. One was threats on my family and two was people lying to me and in this business, these two things were a constant. The puta that thought it was a good idea to get me to leave my pregnant wife by kidnapping Carlos was going to pay. They attached a note along with Carlos's thumb. It read: If we can take her bodyguard imagine how easy it would be to get to her. This threat was directed at me. Someone knows what she means to me and they are using her to mess with me. I was going find them and put a bullet in their fucking hard skull if they couldn't get that I didn't take well to threats. I came unhinged very easily when I felt threatened. Consequences be damned. No one on this earth could threaten my family and live to tell the tale. I would kill anyone who dared and that is what I was going to do. I just hoped Carlos was alive because I didn't want Jane to know what was going on. She was pregnant and I didn't want her to
Jane's POV.Alvaro moved my place setting so I could sit next to him. I stared at his face with only one question in my mind, who are you. I felt like I was falling in love with a man that had a case of Jekyll-Hyde syndrome.He was Dr Jekyll when he was with his family and he was Mr Hyde when he stepped out of those doors. I knew what he did but I still wanted him and he scared me at the same time with his actions. All I was certain about when it came to Alvaro was that I never met a man that could make me be afraid of him, love him and trust him all at the same time. It had me questioning my mental health. He laughed at something someone said, his eyes turning that hue of dark honey due to the room's warm yellow lighting. My hands itched to caress the side of his face and that was the problem. Every time he smiled I forgot to think logically. He consumed my thoughts with a simple quirk of his lips. He consumed my body with a touch and I was lost in an embrace. "Why are you starin
Alvaro's POV. Jane was smart. I never doubted that. She was also more observant than I thought she'd be which was both good and bad. After she noticed something odd I told my men to back off and I told that clown Pedro not to wear a mailman costume like a fucking male stripper.Jane was going to have this baby in a stress-free environment and I was going to make sure of that. After I called off my men for acting like a bunch of idiots and not being subtle. She was no longer suspicious.Weeks passed and I couldn't find Carlos. I was starting to think he could be dead by now and that was on me. Whoever took him was smart. I had all the phone lines tapped and I heard not a whisper of him. I walked on the ship going down to the last deck. This shipment was delayed due to all my efforts going into finding out who took my man just to prove a point. "Pull the floorboards back," I ordered the two guys with me.They pulled the boards back and there it was. Rodium. The most expensive metal
Jane's POV. "Does this dress make me look fat?" I asked twirling around in the black dress that looked more like a mini tent. "I'm sure I can host up to three people under this dress." Dante chuckled by the door. He got more vocal as the days passed. He had no choice but to talk back because I was not the silent type and I would talk to him even if he didn't reply. "You've barely gained any weight," Julia said, coming to stand behind me. She bunched up the sides of the dress showing me how much excess material was left. "I think it would still be too big when you're nine months pregnant." "I know but I want to be prepared. I don't want to wake up one morning and my clothes don't fit." I also didn't want to wear tight clothes. Doctor Hill strongly advised against it. Julia looked around at the door and she seemed nervous. Mateo went to pick up lunch and for the past ten minutes, I felt like she wanted to tell me something. "Everything okay?" I asked and she smiled, showing he
Jane's POV.I subtly checked the time on my phone as I sat at the dinner table. Where was he?I looked at Mateo, he was staring down at his phone and so was abuelo. It had to be one of the worst feelings in the world when you felt your family was keeping something big from you. It had to be something bad if they were keeping it from me. Usually, Mateo would tell me everything and his silence was making me question the severity of the situation, scaring me further because I was left with nothing but my imagination for answers. I knew with everything in me that they knew where Alvaro was and they were lying to me. I heard the front door open and I waited. Abuelo and Mateo both looked up at me before their gazes fell on each other and then on the dining room door.My mother sat absentmindedly in her chair as her eyes scanned all the detail of the room. There had been silence for over ten minutes and usually, Mateo was never silent. "Sorry I'm late," Alvaro walked into the dining roo
I stood in place staring at the box as hot tears streamed down my cheeks.Dante had closed the box up. It was vile right down to the card describing how much they loved Carlos's screams. The sound of tyres screeching got my attention and I looked to see Alvaro's car speedily stop next to mine on the road.I watched as he got out and took long strides to come into the store. He burst through the doors and his eyes landed on me before he moved to look in the box.He was wearing his black gloves. "Call someone to get rid of this," he said to Dante.He took the card and opened it. The veins on his neck and forehead were growing as his eyes turned red with rage, skimming each line as his jaw ticked."Quien dejo esto," he looked up at Dante, slamming the card down on the counter, "quien fucking dejo esto!""Stop," I said and his head snapped in my direction. His chest was heaving and he put a hand in his hair. "The box was laying outside the store. We both saw it at the same time. It's not