All Chapters of In Flames We Love : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The morning in Serrano Holdings promised a fruitful day ahead. A knock came on the door, Anna poked her head in. “Ma'am it's time for the meeting. I have reserved a room at the Juan House.”Inés glanced at Anna, she typed the last sentence on her keyboard, with final click. She got to her feet, checking the time on her Rolex wristwatch before walking out of the office. The private dining room was too quiet. The only sound was the soft hum of the air conditioning and the faint music in the background Inés perfectly straight, her hands folded on the polished table. She stared at the empty chair opposite her, the one meant for the CEO of JK Holdings. This is a lucrative deal, she would expand her business further south with the help of JK Holdings. Her assistant, Anna, shifted in her seat. "They're five minutes late. Should I..""They will be here," Inés cut her off, her voice cool. She checked her diamond-studded watch. Punctuality was a sign of respect. Wh

Emilio glanced into the car rearview mirror. A suspicious car had been following them since they left the city. He smirked, he didn't need to rack his brain for who it was, as long as Inés was sitted beside him. She had fallen asleep, she was just chattering about how the ocean would look minutes ago now she's asleep. By the time they got to the beach, it was getting dark. He got out of his car and opened the passenger door.“Hello sleeping beauty, we are here.”Her eyelids fluttered open, the cold see breeze hit her face. She smiled, getting out of the car.She tucked a stand of hair behind her ears. She ran into the open land, screaming joyfully.Emilio ran after her, he caught her in his arms, their laughter echoed, carried by the wind.She fell ran into the water, he followed her and splashed water into her face.She gasped, “What was that for?” Not waiting for an answer, she water at his face.“Look! It's a wave!” He yelled over the water.

The room was silent. The mighty Miguel Valente was just a boy who had been forced to break the heart of a woman he loved, to protect her. “She still loves you,” Sofia said quietly. “You don’t hurt that much for this long over someone you’ve stopped loving.”Miguel closed his eyes, a wave of defeat washing over his face. “It doesn’t matter. She will never believe me.”“It does matter, talk to her. Talk to her like the man you were with her not the monster you were forced to become. I know she will listen. Be gentle, she will listen.” She walked to the door and paused, looking back at him. He looked utterly alone.“I’ll talk to her,” she said. “If you can't do it...”“I will. I will try, I hope she believes me.”The phone fell off Inés's hand, crashing to the floor with a loud thud. Tears rolled down her face, she collapsed on the bed. Her breath hitched, she grabbed her pyjamas tightly as if trying to reduce the sharp, twisting pain in her chest. Miguel did what? Her suppressed sob

Emilio leaned on his car, staring at Sofia's house. He didn't know what got into him, he just needed to see her and Migo.When he parked the car in the opposite lane, he got out and gazed at her house from afar. He tilted his head, the lights was on, they are still awake. He wondered what they are doing. “Mr Cortez?”, a voice said behind him. He yelled. “Oh my! Miss Sofia, what are you doing here?”, “I came...to get something from this store.” She pointed at the store she just got out from, behind them. A disposable nylon bag in her hand. He had parked in front of the convenience store.“And my house is over there.” she added, her eyebrows snapped together. She pointed at her house across the street.“What are YOU doing here”, she raised a brow.“I–uh,” He trailed off. She narrowed her eyes at him. “I came to see you”, finally found his voice. “To ask about your.... health. You said you were not feeling well the other time.”Her brows shot up.

The silence in the study was a tomb. Miguel stood at the window, eyes closed, his hands tucked in his pocket.He remembers the warehouse district. They thought they had her cornered, every exit was blocked. He had been so sure. He had walked in, all pride and triumph. He didn't see it coming, no one saw the bullet coming. The bullet had hit him with the force of a sledgehammer, twice. The third one sent him to the the concrete floor. He remembered the taste of rainwater when he collapsed, he saw her. He definitely saw her, she was in black from head to toe. Before he lost consciousness, he watched her go, packed her sniper and left.Esmeralda wasn't trapped, she made them lower their guard, to come close enough for her to have a clean shot. Immediately after that she had vanished, leaving him with a scar over his heart aAnd now her signal was back. After seven years, the signal was caught in the same city as he. Definitely she's alive, coming for him. She was here. So