Sientate En Mi Cara Novels & Stories

I am just lot in his image in front of me that it takes me some seconds to decipher what he is telling. "No... Please, get seated inside. I will come to you," I say and walk to his car. I don't want people to create another scene after they see someone close to me and specially when it is a guy. Also, he is sick and I don't want to make him take all the difficult decision for me or I would say Selena. I rush to the car and open the passengers seat door behind and get a seat in there. He closes the window. As soon as I close the door, he leans in to check my lips.

“No, that’s not what I want. I don’t want to be friends with your sister—I want a lot more.” Carolyn’s smile lost some of the animosity. “Good. Because if you answered that question a different way, I was going to tell you to walk out of this room right now and get your ass back to LA.” He laughed again, louder this time, causing the people in front of him to turn around and frown. He muttered an apology. He turned back to Lucia’s sister. “She doesn’t know I’m here. So if you could . . .” She patted him on the shoulder.

My gaze shifted in his direction, but I was greeted with his lifeless face and serious eyes. Using that expression on his face, he handed me a pen without even blinking. "Sign it." "W-What?" My vision spun for the nth time and the loud sound is not helping at all! "It's your receipt for tonight, sign it." He repeated in a strict voice. I felt pressured by the way he spoke and in addition to that, I wasn't in my right mind at all when I moved my hand and unconsciously signed the part of the paper he was pointing at.

“Let’s take a trip to Mexico. I’m going to see that bastard face to face and give him a piece of my mind.” I chuckle. This is going to be interesting. “Yes, ma’am.”

"I’m not giving you room to be selfish in this, Susanna." I laughed humorlessly. "Selfish?" I repeated. I pushed myself up from my chair so I could look him straight in the eye. "If you had thought this stupid idea through, you would have realised something: Casillas had a soft spot for my face. And in case you haven’t noticed..." I gestured to the jagged ruin of my features, my voice dripping with sarcasm, " ...that face is gone." I knew he had seen the extent of the damage the moment he walked in. He could hide his reaction all he wanted, but I had caught it, and I wasn’t about to let him forget it.

"Excuse me?" "Senorita I said get out." Is he crazy? What will I do after getting out? I don't even know how far from the house we are. I looked at his face to see if he was joking but he never jokes and his lips were etched in a frown and the glare in his eyes were hard.

I took a deep sigh again and knock for the third time and finally, I heard his deep husky voice ask me to 'Come in' I opened the door slowly and walk-in. I close the door gently and stood at the door entrance. For some strange reason, I'm scared of moving closer to him. He raised his head and smirk at me the moment his eyes came in contact with mine. "Look who we have here." He said in a sarcastic tone. "The great Sophia Censatio is here." He added again. On a normal day, I would have gotten mad at him and said the piece of my mind to him but today is not the right time for that.

Studying my face. My cheeks flared hot. "Get out of my way." I say to him, with all the courage I have left inside me. And he chuckled. "I'm Surprised you can speak." He mused. "Of course I can speak. I'm not a mute." I spat back. "Hmm. I also thought you didn't have a backbone. Looks like you do after all. Talking back at me." He said and I looked down. Intimidated by his burning stares and closeness.

Ronan looked at me, and I knew he understood why. “To the car, gentlemen!” I cheered. I could feel my high fading as I entered the car, so I reached for the blunt in Theo’s mouth and took a drag from it instead. “A whole week… and I haven’t even seen her face,” I muttered to myself, swaying as I slid into the backseat while Ronan and Theo took the driver and passenger seats. “Are you just going to let him?” Ronan asked. The cars in front were already moving, my men singing Italian chants as they headed toward one of my clubs, but we stayed still.

I like what he says too. "Whatever." I manage to say and stare back at the menu card. Alright, it's a bland card with nothing except fonts. So I now stare down at my nails. Today is weird and great. I don't want to remind myself that I cried in front of him. Oh, how stupid of me. I feel like smacking my head. 'Please go ahead. I would love to do the honours.' Said Sia Shut up!