Alejandro
This woman. Damn her. Now I am really angry because deep down I know she’s right, I know this is exactly what Pedro would’ve said, damn it, this is why I need her here for now.
The buyer refused to talk to me and not being the owner I can’t do anything to find other buyers or finish the damn deal. I know it all, yet it is so hard to let go, to admit how useless and small I feel right now. Betrayed.
I don’t reply, my stubbornness getting the best of me again and in the silence that falls between us again Katerina lets out a frustrated sigh.
“God, you are so fucking bullheaded, you know that, right? You…” Katerina huffs in frustration as she gets to her feet and damn her, but my brain completely blacks out because how is it possible for someone to have such perfect legs?
Oblivious to my stupid thoughts she starts gathering her stuff rapidly, huffing and murmuring someth
Katerina“I will make sure these guys face trial together with the man who bribed them…” Eva starts passionately, but her voice trails off.“Evie, will you give us a moment?” I ask softly and she stares at me for a long moment before nodding and walking back into the house.And somehow, now that everyone else is gone, the silence is too deep and I don’t know what to do with myself.“You got hurt,” I finally say what I can’t stop thinking about for whatever reason.Alejandro only shrugs at that. “It’s nothing. I’ve gotten much worse.”“Well, I am going to look for the first aid kit,” I reply as I get to my feet but he stops me, his hand grabbing mine and forcing me back down.“Don’t…” he says in a low voice that makes my heart race for all the wrong reasons. He’s hurting, I realise, and it’s not only physical. “Can you just—stay for a moment? You— don’t have to talk, just…”A small sigh leaves me as pain t
KaterinaHe left me here. In the middle of what feels like the biggest field I’ve seen in my life, and I haven’t even seen it properly in the darkness, he left me among the sugarcanes and just rushed toward the murdering, fire-starting bad guys ahead.For a moment I don’t know what to do. I just stand there, a damn hunting knife in one hand a a fucking gun in the other, and do nothing. Then shuts come and shots are fired. Curses, men’s voice, raised high and menacing.The next thing I know, I rush towards the commotion. I am alone in the middle of a field, armed and terrified, yet I hurry because what if something happened to Alejandro? What if, by chance, he got outnumbered, outgunned, and is fighting for his life now? My heart is pounding like crazy in my chest and I feel like I am running only on adrenaline at this point because what the actual hell, but I won’t give up.As I hurry forward, I am desp
AlejandroI think about it for a second, my eyes narrowed at her. In such a short time this woman has managed to save our lands and is already asking the right questions. The questions I should’ve thought to ask first. But it’s not what I think about, not in the moment at least. No, I am trying to figure out the next target, just as she asked me to.The sugar canes, I realise with a start. Yeah, that’s it. I am pulling most my men to the warehouse to guard the extra crop for my life saving deal, all the while my main activity remains vulnerable, because I don’t have that many men to spare anyway. And if the sugar fields are hit, I loose longterm partnerships, my reputation and am forced to sell land to recover. Same as with the warehouse.“Fuck!” I utter under my breath, pulling Pegasus rains to head to the fields as soon as possible, my frustration growing because how could I miss this? But I know how.
AlejandroI should’ve known better. I know better. The news that Diego Sandoval is trying to sabotage us, yet again, should not come as a surprise or from the lips of a confused foreigner who knows nothing about what’s really going on.As I kick Alonso out of my way, I rush back to the stables, cursing. I shoot Juan a text to gather the men and double the security on the warehouse. He sends a hands up, completely ignoring my disregard for stupid emojis, and promises he’s on his way.Katerina is following me suit, too damn fast for my liking in a moment I can’t deal with her. But here she is, asking me which horse to take and I point at Salimar in the cage next to Pegasus, the tamest sweetest soul we have, because what if she actually has no idea how to ride a damn horse? I can’t risk anything happening to her right now. Yeah, that’s why I do it, definitely not because I truly care about her safety.
Katerina“What?” Alejandro repeats more than surprised. I guess nothing can wake you up better than the woman you hate admitting she spoke your language and understood every little nasty thing you said about her to others.“They are going to burn us down. Come at the fucking gate!”“Don’t move!” He orders and then hangs up.“Señora, please, this is a misunderstanding!” Alonso screams and now that he’s into the lamps light I can see the waterfalls of tears streaming down his face.His eyes are red like the core of the sun and his limbs are still shaking a little but I don’t care about him. He was plotting with someone to burn me down, I am not feeling sorry for his stupid ass. Not to mention I am pretty sure he’d attack me the second he got a chance. So, just to be sure I squeeze the pepper spray tighter in my hand, pointing it directly at him. My f
KaterinaI don’t even know why I am mad at that stupid man. It’s not like I didn’t know how fucking stubborn he is or how he refuses to see anything further ahead from his own damn nose. A perfectly fine, sexy curved nose, but that’s not the point. He’s insufferable. And because he’s insufferable, I decide I won’t be listening to him. I realise how damn stupid it is, but I am not.When a few hours later, a reasonable amount of time for my temper to have cooled off, which it hasn’t, I decide I need some fresh air to clear my mind. Fresh as in not the air in this damn cursed house. I need something clean, something that’s not been breathed in and out by Alejandro Montener.So, I arm myself up with my self-defence stuff and just go. It helps. It’s funny how crips the night becomes. It’s like the second the sun sets, the world turns on its never ending tropical summer and goes b