Pilar Falo Novels & Stories

The blond former agent, now head of one of the most important security and intelligence agencies in the country, was accompanied by his partner for the night, a nurse and chiropractor named Pilar, whose hair was dyed black with faint red highlights, like her beautiful dress. "Look at you," Max began joking, already seated at the table, looking at Pilar and pointing at Peter. "This troglodyte doesn't celebrate anything, he never does. He doesn't even like to go to a restaurant because it's mulla bulla. He says so." Max laughed a bit. "The real show today is to see him here, I can tell you that much, and that, in the end, I think has to be because of you, Pilar."

The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him. "Please leave, let us meet tomorrow during the Annual meeting of the Wushi-Chin Cooperation Funds Mr Chandler Chin." Retrieving the gun placed on top of the dark sheeted bed, he stood up, inches apart from her. She felt a bit short when she looked up to meet his eyes. "Hila-" He was interrupted by her narrowed eyes that basically said 'Call me that again and your family won't have to worry about your succession'

Pilar was standing exactly where she had said she would be, arms crossed, expression carefully neutral, pretending she had not heard every word through a door that had never been fully closed. Elder Maris looked at her. "Take care of her," Maris whispered. Then she threw on her hood and walked away down the ridge path, her small hooded figure moving through the cold afternoon light until she turned the corner and was gone. Pilar came back inside. She stood across from me and looked at the book on the table between us and said nothing for a moment. "Six days?" "Six days," I answered. She picked up the book, turned it over in her hands, and set it back down.

“Your father would have been too…” “His excellency, Alpha Aguilar Ivanov.” Marcel, one of the servants called. I nodded at him and he smiled before taking a step back, knowing to head back to the harem. Someone had to help Elena with the girls, especially since they were new within the pack and harem.

he asks with a smile on his face. "I'm Eulalia, yes i'm new today is my first day actually i'm Mr Rodriguez's PA" I reply. "Okay, see you around I work with accounts" he says and walks off. "Hey good morning I'm Eulalia." I greet the woman at the front desk "Oh, Mr Rodriguez's new PA" she says rolling her eyes and looking me up and down. "Yes" I say firmly annoyed at her irritating attitude. She pointed at a door that is opposites two big doors

I get up from the bench and turn to talk to them. “Hey Jason what’s up?” “Not much just getting a pump in you know? I didn’t know you lifted.” “Who’s this?” Sean asks. “It's my boy Pablo. We have art together. He’s chill.” Jason says. “Who?” “He goes to our school, dude. He’s the only Mexican at our school.” “Oh that guy! I thought his name was Juan.” “No idiot. It's Pablo. Isn't that right Pablo?” I stay quiet for a moment. Were they having a conversation about me, in front of me?

The man said in a raising voice as he moved closer to Ozouf and looked directly into his eyes. Ozouf took a deep, heavy breath and looked back at the man. “I said go home Edon! Phlan isn't home.” He said as he raised alarm. "Young master! Go home as it is very late. Besides, I really don't know neither have any idea where Phelan is. She left home and since then she hasn't returned yet!" Ozouf said as he turned his back on Edon. Who then stood still, biting his first finger as he tried to reason. Moving few steps from side to side of the door, expressing all his dissatisfactions.

Pilar whispered, her voice filled with worry. Between sobs, I tried to explain my worries, but I couldn’t. Pilar guided me to the sofa, her arm gently wrapped around my shoulder as we took our seats. She turned to me, her eyes filled with concern. “Tell me.” "I am happy," I breathed, my voice still trembling. “It’s just that with Naty the timing was just as horrible as this time, and I couldn’t enjoy a thing,” I shared my fears. “I really don’t want to go through that again. It’s not fair to anyone.”

When I said that, the parrot’s owner got even more flustered. “So, you aren’t even going to pay me for my loss? “Officer! Please do something! “My pet, who was practically my family, was eaten by her mother! She’s telling me she has no money to compensate me!” I tried to calm him down. Then, I looked at Oliver. Maybe my gaze was too intense because he felt it. He seemed a little unsettled when he looked at me. “Oliver, do you have any money? “Bella needs money. We should help her!”

"I'm trying to get over Javier, but just today I ran into him, he confessed to me that he no longer has feelings for me, but..." "But? What's wrong, Pilar?" "It's not important, it's just love sickness. Better go in to see my sister, she's very worried about you." I felt Pilar's sadness, it was difficult to overcome a great love and more when one gives everything for those people who don't know how to value us, I approached her and gave her a hug. "You know you can count on me, Pilar, soon we will be family, you can see me as a big brother."