Chapter 86 She's My Destiny

"I... Well, I...

Diego took a deep breath, weighing his options. It was evident that Maximus was well informed and perhaps he was putting it to the test. He mustered up his courage and lifted his chin with dignity.

- Yes, I love her...

"What?" Maximo's eyes darkened as he clenched his fists at his sides.

"You want me to be sincere, don't you?" Well, here's the truth... I love her, I have always loved her, since we were young, and I think I will always love her...

"Unhappy..." murmured Maximus, with his rage barely contained.

"And yes, I'm Maximilian's son, or Gustavo, whatever you prefer to call him." I was working for him, passing him information about your companies and your movements... “Diego said without hesitation.

"You are a wretched liar, a traitor...!" Máximo approached, grabbing Diego tightly by the collar of his shirt.

"Traitor?" I did what I had to do! Diego tried to pull Maximo's hands away, pulling them off with a jerk.

"What did you have to do?" Máximo swallowed thickly, feeling how his anger clouded his judgment. - I gave you a great job, my trust, my friendship, privileges... Damn! And you were stabbing me all this time!

"And what?!" Diego replied haughtily, interrupting Maximo. - Tell me something, Maximo... Would you have given me the job if I had approached you as the real Diego Ortiz? The humble man without academic preparation, without a prestigious curriculum? Would you have allowed me to approach you, be your friend, earn your trust and work by your side? Diego asked with conviction. Máximo was paralyzed for a moment. "Tell me!" Would you have done it?!

"If you had told me the whole truth, if at some point you..." Máximo began to answer, with his jaw clenched.

"Please!" Diego interrupted sarcastically. - Don't lie to me, Maximo! Do you know how many times people in your class looked down on me, pushed me aside, just because I didn't have an important last name or because I was an ordinary person?! Do you really think it would have been different with you?

Diego spat angrily, remembering all the rudeness he received when trying to get closer to the Sinclair family, looking for help for Isabella and also when he was looking for help for himself, a job, a good job, something that would allow him to get ahead and save himself from his father.

But it never happened.

Diego was intelligent, he lived in hiding, but he always took his time to study, to prepare, because he was also ambitious and dreamed of the day when he could demonstrate his potential and become a millionaire.

Although most of his knowledge was obtained from home, Diego was outstanding, however, no one ever recognized that and that was one of the reasons for his anger.

"Yes! Of course, with a demon! Maximus shouted, the fury in his words palpable. "That doesn't justify you allying yourself with my father, even knowing what kind of monster he was..."

“Justify? Do you think I intend to justify? You asked me for the truth and that's exactly what I'm giving you... I don't regret anything I did.

"What?" Maximus felt a wave of anger run through him.

"But you could never understand it, could you?" Diego continued, his voice full of bitterness. "How could you?" You never lacked anything, you always had everything, even a father... Yes, a cold and arrogant man, but you had a father, after all. While I, what did I have? I spent my life hiding like a cockroach, escaping. I only had my mother, and I only knew sweetness and love with Isabella. It was thanks to her that I decided to move forward, to escape the hole in which I always lived. I couldn't get help, I couldn't do anything for myself, and I could only think of one way out: face the man who ruined my life, my father...

Diego let out all his frustration and helplessness, and he was monumentally relieved to release that truth.

" I went to see him and threatened him, I told him that I would reveal everything about his old life to the media. I knew he was at risk of being killed, but I told him that if something happened to me, my mother would do it... It wasn't true, of course; My mother knew nothing, I would never put her in danger. But it was the only way to secure my back. Maximilian had no choice but to accept, but he told me that I would have to be useful to him and put me by your side. In return, he paid me very well and offered me a good profit in the end...

An avalanche of thoughts full of contradiction approached Maximo, the rage at seeing himself betrayed by his friend, but at the same time, the pity and compassion for all the difficult circumstances he had to face from Diego.

Máximo didn't know what to say, while Diego came out of his self-absorption, of the memories of his history, of his past.

"So yes, I betrayed you!" Diego exclaimed; with a rage he could barely contain. "Yes, I worked for Maximilian and yes, I tried to steal your fiancée!" I don't regret any of that, much less wanting to take Isabella away from you, because you didn't deserve her and because you took her from me first... I was looking for her for so long, we were destined, but as always, everything comes to you on a silver platter...

“Destined? Maximus gave a cruel smile. "So, she was the person you were looking for, the day I went on a cruise trip?" Máximo arrogantly advanced towards Diego.

"Yes, but I couldn't say it at that moment without giving myself away..." Diego murmured, suspiciously.

"Well, I can assure you that they were not destined... "

"What?"

"Because while you were looking for her in some corner of the city, she was crossing in front of my car, I almost ran her over, by the way... And not only that, but we also spent a few weeks together on a cruise that ended in our marriage..." Máximo looked at him defiantly, while Diego clenched his fists in frustration. "You and she have never been destined, Diego. Don't fool yourself... She's my destiny, she's mine, she loves me, and there's nothing you can do about it anymore! So, I suggest you forget it once and for all. “Máximo roared, and this time it was Diego who reacted, throwing a slap.

Both men threw themselves at each other, being almost the same size and both having a strong build, a fairly even fight was formed that seemed endless.

Diego hit, Máximo responded, sometimes one of the two dodged, other times they fell and got up to continue.

It seemed that they were no longer only fighting for Isabella's love, for lies and deceit, but that they were throwing away all the anger and frustration that they both felt for everything caused by Maximilian.

Meanwhile, downstairs, Isabella paced back and forth in the room, worried, in the presence of Marian and Elena, who were also nervous and just watching her in silence.

Máximo had not let them be present and there was no way to make him change his mind, he imposed his decision in front of the three women, he felt that he should be the first to face Diego.

Who was his supposed friend, his employee, the man he trusted.

For this reason, he did not allow any of them to even be near the office, knowing full well what was coming.

For a long time, Diego and Máximo kept fighting, the office became a complete disaster, the suits they were wearing were already dirty and torn, their faces were red and torn.

The energy was exhausted, their breathing became agitated, the two men fell sitting on the floor, with their backs on the desk, side by side.

There they stayed for a while, trying to recover, without looking at each other.