All Chapters of His & Hers: Chapter 11 - Chapter 18

Back at the villa, Santiago paced back and forth at the foot of the broad staircase, causing his shiny shoes to click repeatedly on the marble floor. For the hundredth time in fifteen minutes, he adjusted his jet-black tuxedo and bow tie while glancing anxiously at his watch. 7:54pm. And the occasion was slated for 8:00pm. “Come on, munéquita,” he called out, his voice slightly tinged with frustration. “At this rate, the party will be over when we arrive. And that’ll look bad for me.” “Do you ever stop thinking about yourself? Even for once?” Santiago spun around to the sound of Lola’s irritated voice, relieved she was finally out. Then the words died in his throat when he spotted her at the summit of the stairs. Slowly and deliberately, her heeled feet took her down the steps. Her silky, black dress flowed to the ground like an obsidian river with numerous jewels embedded in the fabric. A long slit parted the lower part of the gown, exposing an enticin

“The Robotics Department at Infinity Tech Industries has been involved in a very dedicated task for the last few months,” he began audibly. “Under the alias Synthetic Assistance and Feedback Engineering—otherwise known as SAFE—this program is devoted to restoring the lives of people who’ve been severely limited, in one way or the other, by injuries that hamper their way of life. From bio-mechanical limbs, to artificial organs, to synthetic skin made from bio-mesh… this project is directly connected with the medical community to provide the best replacements money can afford. As a man who understands the liabilities of devastatingly life-changing injuries, I view this project as a pivotal contribution to society. With technology, especially with Infinity Technology, we’re restoring the highest quality of life to those who think they’ve lost it.” “While making a shit-ton of money for ourselves!” Ezequiel finished, his shoulders rocking with laughter. As the other men als

About thirty minutes later, she tilted her head to the side while gazing into the large mirror in her room. “Interesting,” she muttered. She’d never been a beach/poolside fan, even though she’d attended a couple of such occasions in the past (thanks to Gabriele, of course). Looking at the black-and-white Fendi swimwear she wore, Lola wondered why she never fancied such an outfit. It was basically a second, fashionable skin, considering how tight it felt. Regardless, its elasticity seemed to be limitless, making the swimwear rather comfortable while displaying every curve on her body. She styled her hair simply, straightening it out and dropping it over one shoulder. She wore a sun hat and threw on a lengthy mesh jacket, both carrying the same color and brand as the swimwear. Overall, the outfit looked presentable to Lola, making her nod her head subtly. “Got to hand it to Santiago,” she remarked as she twisted to inspect her rear. “He really knows his stuff. Probab

“How come I never see you or the other staff around, Maxwell?” The chauffeur’s chuckle came out as a low rumble as his gray eyes peered into the rear-view mirror. “That’s because we’re not stationed there, Miss Lola. Due to specific orders from Mr. Morales, we only make ourselves available when necessary. The ladies, for instance, come around three times a week for occasional cleanup. However, Mr. Morales always makes sure you’re not indoors whenever they are.” “Huh,” Lola said, perplexed. She’d never seen it that way before. “So, you’re available today, taking me to meet Gabriele at the spa, and for the entire duration of my stay there, the maids will come in for their regular cleaning service.” “Precisely,” Maxwell answered in his impeccable British accent. “That’s sad. I may never get to see the people who work tirelessly to keep that massive house spotless.” Maxwell smiled as he navigated a busy intersection. “Perhaps so. But you must understand that