As soon as we arrived at the club, he turned to me and gave a frightened look. I could tell he was afraid and somewhat scared just by looking at his eyes."Please when you get inside, stay away from the men that are dressed in black suit other than Guzman, and whatever happens inside, do not get involve with them and try not to create any form of attraction. Also, stay away from the upper rooms as much as you can." His eyes were immersed in fear. I have never seen him this afraid before, neither have I heard of a time he was afraid.He made it out of the vehicle and so did his other men except for Guzman who stayed back as he was instructed to keep a close watch on me. I could not understand what was going on. Mariano seemed to be afraid, that's unlike him. He wasn't scared of anything rather, it used to be the other way round and people fear him. He has only been scared of one person and which according to Celia was his father. What could be the reason why he was so scared tonight an

I watched him as he went on speaking. Deep in my thoughts, I still could not picture in my mind the new Mariano. What is it about him that has changed? What happened that him this way for clearly, he doesn’t appear to look like the man who walked into our home on the night of my birthday, neither did he seemed to be the one who dragged me on my knees the day I tried to escape from him nor the man who allowed someone to take advantage of me while he sat down and did nothing. He has changed but could it be so? It’s not possible for a man to turn into a new leaf over just one night.“Are you listening to me?” he waved his hand at my face.“What!” I exclaimed softly. “Sorry.”“I knew you weren’t listening.” He paused and made a soft sigh in the sound of a whusper. “Does it bother you so much?”“No, it’s just…..” I paused immediately and looked at him. I was extremely clueless as to what to say to him.“What is it?” I just kept on staring at him. “Cassandra, you shouldn’t stare at a man li

Just as I sat down with my back laid by the bed head, I was deep in thoughts that I had no idea Celia was standing right next to me.“Cassandra, are you alright?”“What! Who’s….” I turned and found her beside me. “Ohhh, Celia. You are here.”“Yes, is everything okay. I have been beside you for the past five minutes and you didn’t notice me.”“Sorry, I was totally drawn into my own very thought.” I spoke out and gave a lousy sigh. She gave me a firm look as she wasn’t satisfied at my response.She sat down on the bed, right in front of me. “Come Cassandra. You look troubled, what’s bothering you?”I opened my mouth to speak up but I couldn’t. My head was buzzing with endless questions. I had no idea where to start off nor where to end either. Should I start from the very beginning? Or should I start from the event that happened at the club? I was so lost and devastated.“I need to know what’s bugging you.” Celia kept on insisting but I had nothing to say.“I am scared.”“Scared, of wha

Celia walked right in, I knew she was going to come but I didn’t have the strength to listen to her pet talks.She looked at me and noticed I wasn’t ready to be engaged in a conversation. “I guess I will have to come back later then, breakfast will be ready in a short time. I will let you know once the dining is all set.”“Do you think I should give him a chance?” I knew I wasn’t ready for some pet talk but I couldn’t help being bothered by him, I have to do something. “I have tried everything I can to make him angry and mad at me but yet he has been calm, way too calm. Should I keep it up or give him a chance?” I looked at her as I hoped for her to give me a good reply.“I don’t know what to say. I already told you the kind of person he is, it’s up to you to decide if you wish to give him a chance or not.” She spoke out and left.“I can’t keep this up. What do I do?” I muttered.Soliloquizing, a thought sparked in my head. “Fine, I will ask him out to dinner and thereafter, I will as

Mariano’s surprise īī: an unexpected feelingJust after we finished dinner. I sat down comfortably on the chair for I have eaten to my full. I had just finished a total of eight plates of pernil and cazuela, you must probably think I am a glutton but whenever it comes to my favorite dish, there’s no holding back and most importantly it was well made and seasoned properly just like how my mother makes it but the taste was a bit different from hers.I looked at Mariano who on the other hand was staring at me uncontrollably. “Wow, I wasn’t told that you have quite an appetite for a girl.” He teases“You are trying to mock me, aren’t you?”“Nope, I won’t even dare.” He chuckled. “Well, since we are done here, how about we go for dessert.”“Right,” I paused for a moment. “I wonder what surprise it could be this time.” I said bluntly and watched him closely if he would spill the bean.“You are about to find out soon enough.” He gave a mischievous looking smile.We got back into the house th