Chapter 2 - Home Sweet Home

Alejandro finally came back to his homeland, Mexico after years. His dad’s man came to pick him up from Airport along with all protocol and security. He felt so suffocated. Such things made him feel trapped like somebody is following him secretly. He felt like he came back to the most beautiful and comfortable prison.

Robert was the most trustworthy man of Alejandro's dad. He was like Alejandro’s father’s son and his right hand. There were really a few people who were close to Alejandro. He always used to be an introvert who didn’t like to be around people, but Robert was the one with whom he was closed with and after years they were going to reunite again.

“Welcome Señor,” Robert welcomed him, not meeting his gaze. 

“How are you, Young man?” Alejandro chuckled and Robert glanced at him with raised eyebrows.

“42 years old, young man, are you making fun of me? He taunted.

“No, you still look so young and fresh,” Alejandro replied while sitting in the backseat of the car. With a quick chuckle, Robert closed the door behind him and sat in the front seat.

 It was all so overwhelming for Alejandro to rewind the worst era of his life which was spent in Mexico. He took pause from everything when he went to London but as he came back, it felt so nostalgic to him and he couldn’t get over it.     

As their car entered his father’s mansion, his mind started rewinding memories of his mom. Alejandro playing in the garden. His mother's dead body. Everything! 

A ball of tears just rolled in his throat. He felt so helpless. He wanted to run back to London and never come back.

The car stopped in front of the main entrance of the house where his dad was standing with a smile on his face and tears in his eyes. Robert opened the door and Alejandro ran out of the car to meet his father after four mighty years.

 They did not share a strong bond before but eventually they were the only blood relations left for each other.

"My son." His father sobbed as Alejandro hugged him tightly.

“You don’t know how I spent these four years without you, why did you leave me alone?” he cried and then broke the hug. 

“I missed you too, Dad, but now I’m back, don’t worry." He answered, cupping his father, Antonio’s face and Antonia nodded his head, kissing his son's forehead. 

Let’s go inside." Alejandro smiled and they all made their way inside home.

As they stepped in, Alejandro was surprised. Everything was changed in the house. Interior, decoration, servants, each and everything, but still, he was able to feel his mom’s fragrance in this house. It was like he is again a 20 years old young boy who has seen her mother being killed brutally in front of his eyes.

“You must be too tired, Alejandro. Go have some sleep” his dad said and tapped his shoulder.

Alejandro nodded his head and walked toward his room. His room was upstairs and one of his dad’s men brought his luggage with him. Actually, you cannot say his room “a room”. It was a suite with a big hall where 20 people can live easily. That’s what he thinks because, during those four years in London, he used to live a simple life, in a small flat. It was his own choice because he always wanted to experience a life of a common man.

He didn’t want anybody to know from where he belongs. His whole flat in London was smaller than this one “room”. His dad renovated it and it was now more lavish. Alejandro went upstairs, following his dad’s man. He literally couldn’t realize that it was the same place where he had spent his whole childhood.

They entered the hall which had a big swimming pool surrounded by mirrors on every wall. They crossed it and Alejandro was observing every corner of that place. It made him stunned once again because the swimming pool was not there back then. Going towards the right, straight from the swimming pool, there was a tunnel-like small street, having mirrored walls on both sides. Again, a renovation!

The street ended up to the big terrace which was giving a view of the whole city. On the right corner, there was a sofa set and on left, there was a small nursery. Alejandro stopped there to enjoy the stunning view and then he moved to his right. Next to the sofa, there was a big sliding door.

“Thank you so much, I will manage from here.” Opening the sliding door, Alejandro politely instructed to the servant to which the servant respectfully nodded his head and left.

As Alejandro went inside, there was a large hall. There was his room, having a king-sized bed in the middle and all the necessary things were available in need. As he brought his baggage inside the room, there was a small door. He opened it and his father made this area a mini library which was not mini at all. There were thousands of books available. He was shocked but happy. He loved to read books and his dad knew that. In the library, there was a study setup as well with a glass wall. It was giving an astonishing view of the sea outside. He sighed with happiness and came back to the bedroom. On his right, in the very front of the library door, he found his wardrobe area. Inside that wardrobe, there was a master bathroom. Everything seemed so perfect and cozy. That was the happiest moment for him of the whole day.