Araceli reached for the envelope and opened it, there were pictures of her and Franco from the past. Fearful moans escaped her lips as she threw the pictures on the bed. The muscles of her bottleneck stiffened. "This was twelve years ago Francisco." She tried to hide the fear underneath her breath."But you never made mention of it Araceli, are you you trying to fool me?" Francisco's gaze darkened as he walked nigher to her."This shouldn't be a reason for you to think that I'm against you Francisco. We made a deal, and I will do exactly what you ask of me, no feelings attached. This is purely business." She said to him."I don't believe you."
Araceli reached for the envelope and opened it, there were pictures of her and Franco from the past. Fearful moans escaped her lips as she threw the pictures on the bed. The muscles of her bottleneck stiffened. "This was twelve years ago Francisco." She tried to hide the fear underneath her breath."But you never made mention of it Araceli, are you you trying to fool me?" Francisco's gaze darkened as he walked nigher to her."This shouldn't be a reason for you to think that I'm against you Francisco. We made a deal, and I will do exactly what you ask of me, no feelings attached. This is purely business." She said to him."I don't believe you."
Araceli reached for the envelope and opened it, there were pictures of her and Franco from the past. Fearful moans escaped her lips as she threw the pictures on the bed. The muscles of her bottleneck stiffened. "This was twelve years ago Francisco." She tried to hide the fear underneath her breath."But you never made mention of it Araceli, are you you trying to fool me?" Francisco's gaze darkened as he walked nigher to her."This shouldn't be a reason for you to think that I'm against you Francisco. We made a deal, and I will do exactly what you ask of me, no feelings attached. This is purely business." She said to him."I don't believe you."
Araceli reached for the envelope and opened it, there were pictures of her and Franco from the past. Fearful moans escaped her lips as she threw the pictures on the bed. The muscles of her bottleneck stiffened. "This was twelve years ago Francisco." She tried to hide the fear underneath her breath."But you never made mention of it Araceli, are you you trying to fool me?" Francisco's gaze darkened as he walked nigher to her."This shouldn't be a reason for you to think that I'm against you Francisco. We made a deal, and I will do exactly what you ask of me, no feelings attached. This is purely business." She said to him."I don't believe you."
"I've got great news for you and a bad one too." A tall man dressed in a dark grey suit said to the woman, who was seated on a sun lounger beside the pool. He was large with ripped muscles with his hair pulled into a neat ponytail. One could tell he was a hard man even though he was elegantly dressed.He has a blank expression on his face as he stood staring down at the woman watching him with steel-blue eyes.Her eyes narrowed slightly as she waited for him to reveal to her what he had to say."I found Franco." He finally let out."You did?" Her lips parted in shock as the name registered in her mind, memories of times past flickered before her eyes making her heart beat even faster with each breath she took."Finally." She mumbles to herself, smiling and gently tapping her chest as she recalls it all, the one whom her heart yearns for, the man whom she owes her every breath.Her childhood love-Franco was alive.He was the most beautiful part of her past but yet, the most painful mem
"Promise me, Franco, promise you will never leave me." Seventeen years old Araceli curled her right fingers into fists releasing just the littlest. She points it at Eighteen years old Franco waiting for him to cross his around hers for a pinky promise. "I promise I won't ever leave or abandon you." Franco crossed his finger around hers as she expected. Her giggles echo in the air as he pulls her closer for a hug. He placed his lips on her forehead and whispered in her ears-"I won't ever let myself lose you. This is my promise to you, Ayla." He wraps his hands around her slender waist, gently laying her back on the ground as he leans on her. Moonlight spilled over her body revealing her pale skin as they made love in an uncompleted building that they called home for four years.A home to Franco and Ayla and not the Araceli Castaneda she has become.But here he was, walking past her like she was a ghoul. There was an imposing distance and iciness in his cold but charming brown eyes.
Araceli was rooted to the spot as she watched them drive out of the parking lot. Her eyes reddened, with tears dripping like a cascade. "Araceli?" Francisco tugged her arm, snapping his fingers at her eyes, but she didn't flinch. He could see the tears as they flow helplessly on her cheeks, wetting her cherry-painted lips. Her tears caused tremors through his spine, making him instantly pull her closer for a hug. He didn't know what else he could do.Francisco didn't ask what had happened, to him, it wasn't important. He cared more about her state of mind, and if she ever deems him worthy to share her problems, he was prepared to lend her his ears and whatever help she might need.Araceli's frame shuddered, her head laid on Francisco's broad chest as she wails remorsefully. The past twelve years she spent, making bad choices with hopes to find Franco, but it wasn't worth it. Franco has proved he never deserved her love, and the pain was excruciating."Get me out of here!" She w
Araceli was stunned, as she stared at Francisco's dark expression. "What are you planning to do?" Her brows crinkled in confusion waiting for Francisco to explain what he meant. Francisco stared at her quietly, as he strode towards her, snorting a laugh. He held her chin up and said "I'm just going to get rid of him." The indifference and the bone-chilling cruelty in his tone sent shivers through her spine. Her knees were quivering as she tries to maintain her stance. The crackling sound of the paper soon filled the study, as she crumpled it to her thumbs. 'What gimmicks is he playing?' She kept thinking but then-"What happened? Why did you suddenly zone out?" His voice interrupted her thoughts.Araceli instantly snapped back to her senses. She relaxed her tightly clenched fist, ignoring the red marks in her palms. "Nothing." She placed the documents on the table, but then suddenly, her eyes twinkled when she saw the name on the papers."Diego Cisneros" She mutters with slanted