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SARIAN Pain is what I felt first. Sharp and blinding. I blinked against the bulb dancing overhead. Slowly, I looked around and realized that I wasn't in the motelMy side hurts, twisting and sharp and it gets worse the next minute as I move. My eyes suddenly open. Above me, was a strange ceiling that looked smooth white and expensive. Not the yellowed ceiling of the motel where I had passed out. Not the neon that flickers of the club. The wallpaper was not discolored. The room looked strange and very wide.The sheets are too soft and clean. I turned my head to see an IV line leading into my arm and I heard a steady rhythmic beeping sound, a cardiac monitor, and a medical apparatus. There was a lingering smell of alcohol and antiseptic. How in the hell— ? What I'm I doing here ? And this didn't look like a hospital.My chest twitched with panic. I tried to sit up but the pain hit me harder this time making me gasp. And then I saw it. A shadow , a small movement, just outside of the
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SARIANI still get sharp pain from my side wound when I move too quickly. But I was sick and tired of lying in bed feeling like a bird in a cage with too many questions and no answers. I flung my legs over the bed and decided to take a walk. Outside my room, the hallway was deserted. It was awfully quiet outside and it looked luxurious and it had soft lighting and polished floors. Whatever you want to call it this mansion—or fortress— was simply too ideal. The floors were too tidy and it appeared to be concealing something beneath the surface. I have no idea how long I have been here. But here, time moves in a different way. I was supposed to hate Don Julio who thought I was his. Sometimes I did.On other occasions though I remember how his voice broke when he believed I was going to die. Once when he brushed his hand over mine it trembled. I was really scared of him but I had to put up a brave front.And for some reason I couldn't help but be drawn to him. A set of dark double do
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DON JULIO What the fuck! I had gone back to my room. I wanted the information she had told me to be for my ears only but as I returned the phone to the table, my head pounded and her last words kept echoing in the back of my mind I tried telling myself several times that maybe Valentina was mistaken, that something wasn't right but a part of me, a bigger part had felt this was freaking true but I didn't want to believe it. The white T-shirt wasn't giving me what I wanted, the aura and vibe that I wanted to possess. I quickly dressed in a dark suit, not bothering to care about the details. It was a typical outfit, sharp but practical, ready for whatever I had to face. The urgency in my chest wouldn’t let me think about my clothing. There wasn’t time for perfection, She didn't say anything further. The line went dead and I shut my eyes momentarily wondering if I was now a detective in a case I fucking knew nothing about. What the hell did Valentina just tell me? Did she know
