Huffing loudly, Itzel falls back on her bed now looking straight up at the ceiling. She is growing really tired of how her ma is interrogating her since the morning today. It has been this way since she has come to know about Itzel getting herself injured. And now, she is overbearingly questioning her about how she got it. Of course, she told her exactly the same thing that she has told Mr. Taylor earlier. But being her 'ma' she is well aware of each and every move of hers, like she loves to put it! "Looking all poor now is not going to help you, Itzel!" The voice of her ma travels into her ears and releasing a sharp breath, she lifts her head up so that she is now looking directly into her eyes as she stands right beside the edge of her bed. "Maa..." She whines hoping it will help her get rid of the interrogation her ma has put her in. But who is she kidding? Rolling her eyes at her childish whine, she maneuvers her to sit back up straight on the bed by her arm and sits herself infr
Laying there on her back on the bed with her right leg propped up on a soft pillow, Itzel looks quite comfortable. Wearing a demin shorts with her legs parted in a way that is enough to draw in unwanted attention. Though she is very unaware of her current position as she is easing on the mattress with one of her hands holding her phone against her ear and the other one casually dangling down the bed busy scratching a purring Ginger who is lying on the floor. It is most probably the sound of the door being pushed open with a snap diverts her head and she looks straight into Dmitri's eyes. A good minute passes by and no one of them move even an inch but then hearing Archer's voice coming from the other end of the line, Itzel jumps a slight bit and perhaps realizing the compromising position she is lying down in and sits straight up on the bed causing the mattress to bounce a little due to the impact. If she were lying on the hard floor, she must given herself a whiplash by this. "Uh, M
"Ah! Finally, relief!" Itzel breathes out in utter relief as she does not feel much pain when she moves her right toe back and forth a few times. It is weekend today and she is going out to meet Archer in a few. He said that he will come get her and so, she is going ready to go out with him. Itzel has promised him that she will introduce him to her best friend. And lucky for her, Damon has also agreed to meet him. At first, he was reluctant saying that he will feel like a third wheel between them to which Itzel just laughed in return. What else could she do? Neither she can tell even her best friend that there is nothing such going on between her and Archer! Archer has told her seriously not to tell anyone about him not being a straight. And she is not one to break her promise! "Itzel, baby?" Her ma shouts for her from outside her room. "Are you ready yet? Archer is here, baby!" She informs her."Yes, ma! I am almost ready now. I am coming down in two, okay?" She hears a muffled 'oka
Scrunching her eyebrows together, Itzel slowly stands up from her seat and Damon follows her action where as Archer remains seated across from them eyeing the handsome yet intimidating man who has appeared at their table. With his gaze now trained on a wary looking Itzel, Dmitri trots closer to where she stands until his legs touch the edge of the material making him halt there. "It is nice to see you again, Itzel!" He says softly with a smile. But she can't seem to return his gesture as she is too caught up in ogling him. He has not changed much just his hair is cut short than before and his face is clean shaven. The last time when she had ran into him, she did not get much time to take in his appearance but she is sure that he does not look any different from the last time. Gulping again, Itzel bobs her head at him as though to acknowledge his greeting because right at this moment, her throat feels all clogged up. She can't manage to even look him in the eyes. Those azure eyes of D
"Huh? What did you say?" Itzel questions in confusion about what she heard from him. Dmitri straightens up immediately in alert. Thank God he did not say anything about his real name! At least he did not say that he loves it when she calls him Ruc with love! That would have been too much of a sacrifice for his plan now..."Uh, I said that...uh..I like it when you call me Mr. Taylor. Yeah, that was what I meant!" He rambles off quickly. "But I like it even more when you call me Mr. butler." He mumbles lowly and Itzel's eyes flicker between his own before she blinks and lets her head lower to ogle the glass of turmeric milk in her hand which has now comparatively cooled down. She brings the tumbler near her lips and takes a quick sip almost risking her tongue to get burned. And almost immediately, Dmitri gets hold of her hand which is holding the glass and takes it out of her hold setting it on the nightstand before cupping her face in between his palms gently but with sudden urgency. "
"Why do you care?" She asks him. Dmitri whips his head in her direction and holds her gaze. For a good minute, he just stares at her not uttering a single syllable being caught off guard at her question. What does she mean by that? Why does he care?? How would he tell her the answer to that why? But what has caused her to pop up such a question at this moment? "I mean, I want to know why do you care about every little thing about me? It is not like you have known me for that long. And the way you take care of me is like..like..." She trails off as if she is contemplating what she wants to say. "It is nothing like that you know, I just follow the orders of your mother! This is my job and I love my job." Dmitri says emphasizing on the word 'love'. What he means by saying this is coded so that only he knows what he means. "Oh, come on! Don't be all sly with me now, Mr. butler! I know how much you follow what my ma tells you to do! I am aware that that day when you brought me my dinner
The consistent ringing of her phone wakes Itzel up from her nice slumber. Picking it up from the nightstand, she flutters opens her eyes and squints her eyes back at the glaring screen of her phone. After being able to adjust a few seconds later, she sees Damon's name displaying on the caller id. But as she is going to pick the call, it disconnects as it has ringed for a good thirty seconds. When her wallpaper is displayed on the screen, she finds that it is only one in the morning. What is up with Damon now? She thinks before her eyes find the icon of receivd text messages which she has missed to read. Clicking them open, she sees a total of three messages. All are from Dam. 'Hey, Itsi! You up for tonight, right?' The first one reads. 'You had said that you wanted to meet the boss to talk about something with him, so we are going for that tonight. The boss is free after midnight.' The second one says.'So, be ready by then. I will be down your balcony waiting for you at around one.
When Dmitri reaches on the outskirts of a place which very much appears to be a secret base of some mafia, his heart starts thudding against his chest rapidly. What has Itzel actually gotten herself into? Involving in a mafia means you are at a stake for most of the time. One of the reasons why he had pushed Itzel away from him, from his life, is this. Involvement with a dangerous mafia out there, even if he had not done it intentionally. But now finding out that she is getting herself into such a mess for whatever reason it is, he can't help but get mad at her. That girl sure can be reckless sometimes, but this, this is another level of recklessness! He opens his car door and gets out to find a way to somehow get inside when he sees two figures coming out of the metal gate. After focusing on them, he recognizes them as Itzel and Damon. What is Damon doing with her here? Wait, is this the mess he was talking about earlier that day? What has she gotten herself into exactly? Are these