Alisha changed her dress.
She let out a sigh before daring to leave that room, she didn't think that kind of clothes would suit her so well. It wasn't that she had a bad body, it was just that she preferred her boots and leather jackets.
That beautiful residence looked so empty.
There wasn't a single employee but the place didn't have a speck of dust, it was a huge house with luxurious corridors, colorful paintings that would be from some limited collection.
As he walked down the stairs he noticed that chandelier hanging at the top of the ceiling, it looked like a spider's web adorned with many alluring shades.
He headed for the door.
Going in the car driven by his chauffeur, he began to regret going to that celebration, there would be no way to escape either, he had his eyes fixed on the hands in his lap. Still lingering in her memory was that photograph in which Gael looked so happy with that person. It seemed like the blink of an eye when the car stopped, the door was opened.
Alisha gathered her last combo of courage and got out.
She snorted.
Gael who had been waiting in anticipation at the entrance of the place, where the banquet would be held, was the person who reached out to help her out, she hadn't even noticed that the driver was still in the car, she got out steadying herself a little with his help.
When Alisha got out of the car only then did she discover that the dress she had randomly picked out, from a low quality store, was so amazing when she wears it. His eyes fell on her hypnotically.
That purple colored dress skipped how tiny her waist was, had a slit on her left leg that reached mid-thigh, that highlighted how long her legs were and had a brooch in the middle of her sweetheart neckline, as the only abscessory.
No doubt she had a beautiful body, her snowy skin made the color of the dress contrast perfectly with the color of the dress, her light blonde hair was very flattering and those lips painted in natural pink, made her look hot.
"You plan to drool all night."
Gael came to himself.
"You think you're the real beauty" he rolled his eyes.
"Aren't I?"
"Just play the good wife" he reminded her, leading her by the hand to the banquet.
"Sure that's all that matters, isn't it?" obviated Alisha allowing herself to be dragged along by the businessman.
"Stop wasting time, that's not what we're here for" he reproached her behavior so inappropriate according to him, they should make the best of it. Although he didn't expect much from a girl barely in college.
"Who's wasting their time? "
"You're just a college girl" he paused by the door. "What else could you have done besides waste time?" Gael denied to himself, resuming his walk but was stopped.
"What can you do, Mr. Businessman?" Alisha smiled cynically at him, he wanted to show himself important, well, he could handle that too. "It's your employees who do most of it. What can you do, other than sign some documents?"
Gael stepped closer staying mere inches from his face.
"Stop that disgusting attitude right now" he nudged her forehead with his index finger before opening the door.
They both walked through the door and all eyes fell on them.
The gossip started so obviously.
They both kept walking until they were intercepted by one of her father's investors.
"She's a real beauty" expressed Mr. Tonny showing his glass in a toast to the jovial newlywed couple.
"No doubt about it" approved Mr. Tonny's wife, the same one he had hooked on his arm.
Gael smiled taking Alisha by the waist.
"The best of them all" Gael added, smiling at the couple.
Alisha could only smile as best she could. That possessive way of approaching him had been very surprising. She didn't know these people, she didn't know who they were. She just had to act right.
"Gael, congratulations!" exclaimed one of her friends.
The gentlemen left.
His friends had arrived curious at the newlywed.
"I know" he left a kiss on the other's cheek, perhaps he couldn't stop pushing her to the limit, Alisha felt her cheeks burning but she still had to show her cool, she kept smiling. "I couldn't wait for my wife."
"So much so that you can't leave her for an instant."
"Huh? Why would I do that?"
"Perhaps, because she is not even qualified to be worthy of you" a voice laden with derision, came from his side, it made him look for the origin of that owner. "May that young lady have something important."
Alisha recognized that stranger instantly, it was that unknown man who asked her to dance on her wedding day.
"Williams, may I have a moment?"
The aforementioned continued to look at that subject before heading towards a group of investors.
"Would you like to dance?"
Alisha observed Gael's friends marching one by one, staying with that stranger who was offering again that proposal, the music was still giving a good atmosphere. Now it's a married woman and that made him hesitate.
"I don't think it would be right..."
The man smiled.
"It wouldn't be the first time."
The tango music resounded drawing glances at that dancing couple on the dance floor.
As he asked her to dance he didn't expect her to be quite familiar with him, not to mention they had excellent dancing skills that surprised everyone as their steps were coordinated to perfection, it seemed like they have been a dance partner for years.
They were both moving around the dance floor in a syncopated walk, taking a similar step to the previous one but with more freedom.
As they danced Alisha was suspended by that stranger, she wrapped one of her legs around the other leaving the other one extended, they did a few turns, followed other incredible steps and bent down leaving one leg bent and the other extended horizontally.
Following the rhythm of the music.
They remained in a very striking pose, as Alisha's bent leg was on the other's thigh while she kept the other one extended as a support on the floor, her eyes were fixed on the other's face. The one she didn't quite understand. One of his hands was on the other's chest and the other on his shoulder. While the other's hand hovered around the young woman's waist.
The dress was revealing and perfectly highlighted Alisha's good figure.
Gael regretted having chosen it.
They were a good dance couple.Of course, what everyone saw was the amazing couple on the dance floor.Alisha and that stranger were dancing beautifully.Alisha was the only one who knew what is really going on."You can fight what you want. You'll never be that happy" that guy openly laughed in her face, at her misfortunes. "Williams is not someone looking so vaguely, what could you have to make him see gold.""Will you shut your mouth""You're not willing to listen, EH" the grip on her waist tightened, he spun her around and let her head fall back. "You're just a hook" "You just want to be the big fish that everyone will eat. You're not someone worthy."The taunts were palpable in every word.Alisha could be seen in his ear."I don't give a damn about your opinion" she declared with a smile on her lips. He didn't want to hear her blather.He laughed."Well, you may be that way today. Wait for tomorrow" he raised an eyebrow looking at him in a way she couldn't make out. "Did you see
When Alisha awoke the next day Gael was gone.The house felt extremely lonely.There was not a sound to be heard.The windows were locked, the curtains closed, giving the impression of a gloomy, gigantic house. The opposite side of the bed lay so neatly arranged, it seemed that no one had slept there, on the bedside table there was still that stupid picture of Gael with that woman.Alisha was curious about the young businessman's past, she got out of bed, walking barefoot. She felt the coldness of the wood running through the soles of her feet. As if her limbs were on automatic she went to the closet, the huge closet was made of wood, she grabbed the door and slid it open.There were many outfits, stored on hangers, at the bottom were several cardboard boxes.Alisha bent down and opened one at a time, rummaging for something relevant.She was startled.She found a glass box containing a baseball and remembered that she and Gael had met because of the baseball.She held that box in he
That night I entered that house, it was not by chance, although everyone thought so.If I had imagined that this event would lead us to a grandfather imposing his opposition to obtain greater profits in agreements that did not concern me, but would be the main strategy, I would have given up saving him.That night without hesitation I would have let him die.I would have passed him by.I should never have saved him.I was dressed in my jeans, military style boots, a black shirt and my leather jacket.I walked with my hands in my pockets as I circulated around the area in the company of a ballasted group, I prowled around like a wild beast in search of its prey, every night I saw elegant cars leaving that mansion, that memory is the sharpest thing I possess, I still regret it, that night I should have ignored the bullshit my group threw out."That loud voice of Daniel's warned me that my lack of courage would be uploaded to the networks and mocked for the rest of my days. "See, she's j
I stretched out my arm wanting to reach for my jacket.I barely managed to brush it with my fingertips. That man had to be an asshole, I couldn't hire a security system to protect him.He would be so cheap.There was no security, there was no one, he was stranded almost in the middle of nowhere. If it wasn't for the fact that there was a road in front of the residence, the same one that was facing the sea, when driving along the road you could notice that small garden behind the metal bars."Come on wake up" I begged knowing that I was unconscious, I must be so unlucky. "Don't die" I pleaded so pitifully. "Don't die, don't do it"The ambulance arrived within minutes.When the paramedics arrived, I could barely manage to know that it had been minutes and not hours, I had felt an eternity with every second that passed. That wounded man could die and my fingerprints were in his hair, because it was impossible not to stroke his hair in search of making him wake up."Quickly" the squad lea
Gael disappeared for long hours.He was amazing at leaving, leaving no footprints or traces, in that huge house while he was walking, the only thing that reached my ears were my own footsteps echoing.I went down to the kitchen.I turned on the stove frying some eggs, heated the coffee in the pot and some toast would be the little that would carry my stomach for the rest of the day.I didn't have a person in charge of the pantry.In that huge house there were only luxuries, and food, frustrated at the misfortunes that were beginning to surround me. I ended up carrying the food to the dining room."The gravy" I mumbled, jumping up from my chair. However, as I jumped out of my seat I ended up hitting the wood causing the impact to roll the vase of the vase that was almost in the center and it fell to the floor shattering completely.When I took a step I slipped."Fuck" I cried out gasping. A glass had stuck the sole of my foot.Clumsily I had fallen forward cushioning the blow against
"Whatever" Gael turned completely ignoring that blank stare of his wife's, he walked into the house.Although he liked his oceanfront residence, he didn't want to be the talk of the people who used to drive by in cars circling the area, on 63rd Avenue in the city, ideally he wanted to go where his temple didn't feel like it was exploding.Walsh watched the man walk away.She clenched her fists, really, he turned into a stiff shit or idiot. That man couldn't be Gael, that nice guy. That same one who a few hours ago helped her, what was going on with him.Much to his chagrin he led him in."Hey!" the door hit him squarely on the nose, that businessman had no manners or he really was tired with just a few days living under the same roof and breathing the same air, he must be a joke. Or maybe that's his real personality?. "Williams!" she slammed her fist on the wood.There was no response."Gael Williams, you'd better open the door!""Or else what?" The door was opened, revealing young W
They were together on such a tortuous path.Gael is so attractive that he doesn't need to fake a freezing wall so that looks have to fall on him, that is to say, it is enough to observe his hypnotic blue eyes.He has curly dark brown hair, broad shoulders, long legs defined like those of an athlete, fascinating features and a body sculpted by the gods themselves.Walsh felt he could watch him forever and not tire of it, love him, have loved him for ten years."I can sleep in the guest room" Alisha proposed, watching him return with a glass of juice in his hand."No!"Gael refused."It's too late for you to pretend not to know the terms of the contract." his sneer was palpable in every word. "You're a fool" he ridiculed her.Alisha was forced to sign the contract by her family, so she had no chance to see its contents and didn't understand what it had to do with her move to the guest room."Why?" she inquired.She understood absolutely nothing.She wish she knew his intriguing answer,
At that moment I thought that if he was playing games, although deep down it seemed that he really knew how to do it, he would have so much free time to know how to cook a simple dish. It was a bit illogical, that man knew more about business and office than about frying pans and cacera food."See it's not that hard." Gael grabbed some silverware grabbing a bite straight from the pot, a smile graced my lips seeing him so relaxed, was he perhaps removing his barriers."Does it taste good?" I asked hesitantly, I wanted to know if I had achieved a dish to his expectations. "It's really good."Gael put a hand to his chest.An anxiety grew in me as I noticed that discomfort.I saw him gagging as he struggled to get air into his lungs, he looked suffocated, at that instant my senses were activated to the maximum, I quickly wanted to go around the island wanting to help him I ended up tripping and falling to the floor.When I got up I saw him laughing."Not funny" I snorted, getting up comp