تسجيل الدخولLUCIAAs I watched Alejandro continue to ascend up the stairs gloriously, I couldn't help but wonder where it all went wrong. Everything happening to me now, was it before I disobeyed my father when I was fifteen by sneaking out of the house when he told me not to? Or was it because I changed majors without telling him weeks before I got into college?Either ways, I was fucked.Beads of sweat trickled down my already sweaty face as I processed what he just said to me.The wedding is in two weeks? No freaking way!Without thinking twice and about the consequences, my legs pulled me forward and I grabbed Alejandro by the wrists. I pulled him backwards, my sharp nails digging deep into his flesh.“Wh…what are you talking about? What do you mean the wedding has been shifted? How so?” I stammered as my eyes widened, almost flying out of their sockets.I shook my head as a dry laugh escaped my lips. “You’re joking right? There is no way the wedding between me and Carlos is happening withi
LUCIA It was past six and Alejandro still wasn’t back. It wasn’t like I was bothered or something. It was just unusual. Alejandro was always home. Well, from the few days I had spent here, I had been able to come to that conclusion. “Does he always come this late whenever he goes out for something important?” I asked Miguel as I munched on a piece of chips. Miguel shook his head “No, Signora. But he should be back soon” he said and I slowly nodded. Yeah he needs to, I need to ask him for my gadgets. Miguel and I were currently in the kitchen. He was supervising the maids and the cooks while I just sat at the corner stuffing a bowl of chips down my guts. “Miguel…” I called him. “Yes Signora?” He inched closer to me while also keenly keeping an eye on the cooks. “I need to ask you something” “Go ahead ma’am” I took in a deep breath and asked the question that had been clouding my mind. “What is Alejandro like?” Miguel’s whole countenance changed. “I…I know I a
ALEJANDROAll eyes were fixed on me as they waited for my order. Silas turned to me and asked “what do you suggest we do, Don Alejandro?”I leaned into my reclined seat, my head searching for ideas. There was only one way out of this that wouldn’t incur violence of any kind, and that was releasing Scorpan on bail. Otherwise, it could get bloody and chaotic and I wasn't really in the mood for that. Knowing my men, the thoughts rallying through their head right now was probably infiltrating the police force and breaking Scorpan out at all cost.But I didn't want that. Not when I had a glorious wedding to plan.I took a deep breath and stood up. I walked to my glass facade that was behind my office desk. This part of my office was my favorite. I could see the city's landscape from up here. The bustling city, people trooping around like they had no care in the world, Children chattering, running and laughing. After basking in the city’s view for a while, I crossed my arms behind my back
ALEJANDROOne thing I had studied about Lucia was that she always portrayed herself as fearless even when she was shivering in fear beneath her toes. And boy oh boy, do I love myself a challenge. A light frown formed on my face as I gripped the tail of the fork tightly “what are you talking about?” I asked, tone flat. Her eyes lingered towards me and then she frowned. “Weren’t you just staring at me?” She responded sharply, her hands gliding back and forth as she worked on her utensil.I forced a grin. “I wasn’t staring” I lied, when in fact I was.I couldn’t stop staring at her and it was fucking killing me. Ever since El Granito moment, when her large doe eyes bore deep into my soul, I hadn't been able to get her off my mind. Not even for a second. At every slight thought, her face crossed my mind.I’ve tried to stop it. Really. But it had been pointless. And now she caught me.“Why do I feel like you are lying?” She asked, as she took a bite of her meal.I took my eyes away fr
LUCIAGetting pissed for being kept a secret was one thing, but breaking up? What the hell?Carlos’ eyes were lost of all emotions but pain as he said those words.“He broke up with me Lucia” he repeated again, his eyes flooding with tears.“He said he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. What should I do?” He asked, but to be honest, I had no idea.I had no answer to that, and I didn't know how to tell him. I sucked in a sharp breath.“I…well…” my voice cracked.I looked around, like anything in my room could help solve this problem. “How about you try talking to him again?” I asked him as my eyes fell back on him. “What?” Carlos asked, his brows slightly furrowed with his eyes still red with tears.I nodded my head. “Yes…how about you talk to him again Carlos, I can also help you talk to him. I can tell him that I also don’t want to get married to you and this is all Alejandro’s fault. He should be pissed at him, not you” I moved my chair closer to him as I grabbed his hand.“
LUCIANo sooner had my hand slid off the doorknob that the door was forcefully swung open. The force was so strong that I lost my balance in the process. My body nudged forward like I weighed nothing. For a split second, the thought of me landing face first to the ground flashed before my eyes. I knew that the impact was going to be traumatic, so I brazed myself. I squinted my eyes shut like that was going to be of help in any way.The only help that would give was that I wouldn't be able to see when my skull is bashed roughly on the floor. I waited for the impact, already preparing myself for the fatal fall. But it never came. Instead, my body landed on something softer and firmer, like a cushion that was soft but also a little bit hard. I stayed in that position as my heart pounded loudly in my chest and fear cripped beneath me.Why wasn’t I feeling any pain? Was I dead? If I open my eyes now, would I be in heaven? “You’re not getting off?” It wasn’t until I heard that particula







