She reciprocates my kiss, in that sweet way she knows how to do it, I love her kisses, her lips, how her tongue touches mine delicately. I love everything that has to do with her. I slowly separate from her lips even though I didn't want to, for my part I'll stay like this all my life, I look at her eyes, those green ones of hers, so pretty. “Santiago... I'll clarify something for you “he says “I'm the most serious person you've ever met “Yes, of course! And he looks away but smiles. "Yes, of course," I ironize, "we're going to eat something after they fix this garbage." You think? With his hands he takes mine and intertwines our fingers. “Trash? Santiago It's a Land Rover from next year! Not even this year! But next year! “ a smile is framed on my face. "I can buy you one of these if you want Kate." She asks for a taste “I speak and she looks at me with her brows slightly frowned. “What? Of course not! Santiago, I don't want to have things for you or for someone, I want to h
My alarm goes off, time to go a few miles and torture Kate, not even the blaring sound of the alarm wakes this woman up. "Kate!" Wake up! Let's go up! “He half stirs in bed and settles into another position while I change my pajamas for a black jumpsuit. "Kate, for God's sake! How lazy you are “ I can't help but laugh, Kate the boa, half opens his eyes and looks at me while I put on a red sweatshirt. "Kate, yeah!" “ It can't be, I approach her, if she doesn't wake up I'll go for cold water. “What? What's wrong? she asks sleepily. “You promised me to go running... Do you remember? "Now it's my turn to torture." I pull on his blanket, we are wasting time, time is precious to me. She glances at the clock on the nightstand and turns her incredulous gaze on me. "Santiago, it's 4 o'clock!" He tries to take his blanket again and I throw it further away; in fact, it is 4:23. "The promised is debt" I begin to put on my right tennis. Finally she gets up and starts looking for s
When she comes running after me I have no choice but to hug her and kiss her, I know that's how she controls herself, and it does work, then she's laughing with me because of what just happened and I pick her up on my shoulder, to my surprise she doesn't resistance, at least I got rid of a few blows. “This is when I regret telling you that Paul is gay,” he says, as we walk along the edge of the beach. "If you hadn't, I'd kill you both," I reply almost immediately, feigning a gesture of hatred. "I know you're crazy, but I don't think you'll go to that extreme." She giggles, seeing her happy makes me smile. Kate starts to remove his shoes, I do the same because the sand is already getting inside mine. I don't remember when I did something like that. I watch Kate who is entranced by seeing a huge teddy bear hanging from the ceiling of an establishment, her and her taste for those horrible things. “Like? I ask, but what does Santiago ask? “Not to you? I look at the bear and f
Some disturbing sounds take me out of my comfort zone where I was peacefully asleep, I stir a bit hoping it's a nightmare. Again the sounds at the door ah! I can't stand them, when I had decided to rest, this happens."Guys..." is the disturbing voice of my mother from the other side of the door. Kate shifts a little to see the time and I remove my arm from his waist. My mother continues to pound on the door."Mom, what's wrong with you?" I ask, still with my eyes closed, this lady drives me crazy sometimes."Wake up Santiago, let's go to the cabin," I moan, I wanted to moan for something else but this moan is frustration."What the hell is the cabin?" Kate mutters, as I bring a pillow to my face.“A place about two kilometers from here, without ELECTRICITY, OR CABLE, OR INTERNET “I remove the pillow from my face, so that I can blurt out that last thing at the top of my lungs and my mother listens to my discontent.Twenty”five years of my life and she still makes me do things I don't
I take the first room I find, and it's the best, it has a great view of a pond surrounded by leafy trees through the small window it has.We leave the room and I meet Henry, who, taking advantage of the fact that my father is outside with his friends, shows me a document from his company that I help him understand near the fireplace, it's a bit cold up here, Kate watches through from a window near us, then he leaves the place, I don't ask anything since there aren't many places I can go here.I continue my interpretation of the document and I show you some of my company to give you an idea. I practically do their job because it stresses me out to explain and that they don't understand, I only allow Kate that."Santiago, is that your Kate?" “he questions, "my Kate" that sounds good.I look up at Henry who is watching through the window and direct my eyes in the direction of what he is seeing. Kate is in the yard laughing with all my father's friends, he takes the bat and Mr. Chris thro
I turn to her, wrapping my arm around her waist, she looks over her shoulder at me and smiles, I press my lips against her cheek, I like the smell of her.I like everything about her.I like to be like this.More than I should like.Between all my thoughts, I'm falling asleep and everything in my dreams is her.Her smile, her lips, her eyes... her face.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I wake up and the sunlight coming through the window hits my eyes, I try to adjust to the brightness and I look at my watch, it's pretty early, great, I just hope I don't run into that fucking Raymond, I look to my right and there he is Kate's face very close to mine, I clear her face of some strands and kiss her forehead.I get up stealthily to avoid waking her up and then I remember that it's the boa Kate and she's not going to wake up even if a truck passes her, I smile at my own thought.I take a shower and change quickly, I need to contact the driver of my helicopter to come for me, there's no way I'm going to wa
I've missed Kate more than I thought, I head to my personal gym and start my biceps workout, it's a miracle Malcom isn't here and then I remember it's our day off, dammit! And so I woke up at this hour? Even those things I forget; I need to start relaxing.Almost two hours later, when I'm about to leave, Malcom appears, with his hair in a mess and looks at me with his small eyes that seem to have not finished opening yet. That image of Malcom just getting up is epic.“What's up? he says, holding up a large coffee mug and tapping my shoulder with his other hand as I finish a set on the pulley.“I see that you are in the best of spirits “I answer, once my breathing has recovered from the effort in this exercise."You don't know how much, wujuuu," he exclaims, with mock enthusiasm raising both hands causing some of the coffee to spill out of his mug and onto his arm.“Bitch! he exclaims, placing the mug on a flat”chested bench and wiping his hand on a towel he was carrying over his shoul
I surround her with my arms and attach her to my body, her face rests on the curve of my neck and I can feel her breathing calming down."Tell me you take care of yourself," I say, after a few minutes in this position, I feel her nod."My period is crazier than me, so I need to take pills," she makes me laugh, she ends up laughing with me and raises her face to meet my eyes.The moonlight is the only one that softly illuminates the living room of her apartment, even so her eyes look beautiful, now I look at her more beautiful."That's good..." I snort, with a smile, smoothing two blonde curls that fall on her forehead.She moves a bit to get off the furniture and I help her to then adjust my boxers and my pants. I manage to see that she takes her panties and goes to the light switch, just when she turns it on, a sound coming from the door of her apartment makes us shudder.It just can't be.Damn Malcom is holding Kate's friend astride the door, touching both of them in forbidden place
Epilogue If someone had told me a few years ago that I would be happily married to satan Centinelo and have a pretty blonde with blue eyes I swear I would have laughed in his face and then stabbed him alive for being stupid and dragged his body into a river wrapped in a plastic with stones inside so that it can be submerged to the bottom... well, too much Discovery Channel... I apologize, I spent nine months without leaving my house watching that channel because of Mr. Santiago Centinelo Jr. and Mrs. Alicia Green who got it into their heads that if she got out she could be hit by an unconscious driver, lose the baby and die. Yeah, I'm screwed with those two together. But hey, going back to the initial theme, that's life, capricious and unexpected, many things you didn't think happen and many things you planned don't happen. Life is not about asking if you want or don't want, things just happen and that's what's exciting about life, you don't know wher
It is popularly said that we are all better half and that our complementary half is out there, one day by the supposed red thread of fate we reach that other citrus half and magic happens, I believe faithfully, that I am a sock, the socks they are destined to be without a partner at some point in their lives. I'm already going crazy. “I do Alex's makeup “Natalie enters the makeup room while I'm looking through a newspaper, my mood isn't the same, I don't even turn to look at her to smile at her, I don't feel like smiling and now I have to go out there to act to the whole country. "Natalie is my professional makeup artist, Natasha," I say to the girl holding a blush and applicator, Natalie adjusts her bag and pushes the girl away. At least I have someone to celebrate me. "Miss Green... 10 minutes to interview," I nod, and Natalie squeals and starts applying a bunch of stuff to my face. "Natalie, relax," I scold, trying to smile but it comes out
He nods, without saying more, hands me the papers and a pen, I remain static looking at the divorce papers for several seconds, eternal seconds for me, I direct my hand to the sheet and debate whether to sign or not, my throat is dry and my heart will jump out of my chest, all my trip I thought about this, I feel that a tear will roll down my cheek, I never thought that this was going to be so difficult. “Mrs. Green Are you sure you want to do this? “speaks the lawyer in front of me when he sees my indecision, I keep my gaze fixed on a clip that is on the desk, it is white, one of Santiago's favorite colors. “Curse! You are supposed to be my wife, you must understand me, but understanding from you is the least I have, it was just a stupid dinner, Alex “ stupid dinner? For a moment, I feel like a bucket of cold water falls on me, the desire to cry takes over me again and I thought that I had had enough “ and you act as if it was our wedding and I have left you standin
I leave that place with a bottle of vodka in my hands, I know I won't sound good, but I hope it's an accident, I'm waiting for the call from the paramedics, from the police, I don't know, but I'm hoping for anything other than Santiago Centinelo, my husband, just dumped me, I'd rather cry because I'm in a hospital without a foot than because he just dumped me after doing all this for him. I never EVER! I had done something like that for someone, and the first time I do it they stand me up, I lean against the car door and tears start running down my cheeks, I wipe them roughly, no, I'm not going to cry over this shit, I open the door. bottle taking a good drink, this can't be happening to me. I get in the damn car, there is not a call from him, nor from any strange number, I start driving towards the party of the program, I hope he has a very good excuse, too good, so that I can let this go, I swallow the knot in my throat, but my vision immediately blurs, I d
“Great job, Kate “Mr. Arroz approaches me with a huge smile “Natalie was definitely right “adjusts her glasses and turns her gaze to the script I had created as she continues on her way. “Thank you “I answer, with a smile, as I leave the set, Natalie comes rattling her heels as she runs towards me, I can never stop watching her feet when she does that. How the hell do I even fall barefoot? Damn! “Alex! “he exclaims “I have the floral arrangements and you haven't told me anything about the tiara... “Put a stop to that “I interrupt, I continue walking without seeing her and she stops and I'm sure she's just watching me walk away, I stop when I see she's not following me and I turn to see her, she's standing there with an extreme expression of astonishment that only she knows how to gesture “What? I ask, walking back towards her when she doesn't move. “Alex! What did you just tell me? “I take her forearm to pull her and go outside, she gives in, but with
“Santiago...listen to this “I laugh, reading another wrapper of these very strange sweets, as I walk towards the kitchen” Why do women rub their eyes when they wake up? Because they don't have balls to scratch “I can't help but laugh “What a silly joke! I exclaim, and look up, when I observe, a pair of brown eyes looking at me with intrigue from the dining room table. Holy virgin of the papayas! "What a good joke," Mr. Centinelo says, laughing slightly. Damn! These things only happen to me. But then I remember that yesterday he was singing and dancing to the Celine Dion song drunk, so... I'm not the only one embarrassed at least. I clear my throat and smile widely trying to forget what I just said, I walk towards the dining room. “I blame the girl Rosa, she is the one who gives me these sweets with bad jokes. I sit in front of him, I observe a crutch next to him “Is your knee better now? I question, at least I'm not wearing my Kermit the frog pajamas
I have been noticeably better the last few days, and for Santiago things have also been improving, he is no longer stressed and has no longer yelled at anyone on the phone, he no longer curses at his father, although he still does not want to talk to him, apparently he Feels better "being poor" as he calls it, oh no, but he's waiting for next year's new Porsche to come out. I also wish I was that poor. I go into the shower, I clear the long curtains of the glass window so that a bit of clarity enters, I like to bathe and look outside, it relaxes me, the warm water runs through my body I feel a great inner peace, music from my cell phone it resonates, I never chant any while I'm bathing, except when Gangnam Style sounds, there yes, every Korean I don't know makes it up. My body wash is running low, I sigh, tapping the bottom of the bottle as I sing the blessed song, as much as I hate it, I can never stop doing this. ? Heeeeeey sexy ladyyyy, op op op oppa gangnam style
But... maybe they do need to talk, but as father and son, not as enemies. I know that Mr. Centinelo is doing wrong, I understand that he is upset but ruining everything for your son that he has worked for is not correct, I turn around and head back towards him, he is at the entrance of the office, looking towards some point of the room looking into space. I have many things to tell him, he already hates me so I have nothing to lose. Seeing that I walk towards him immediately his eyes lock on mine, taking both hands to his pockets. “Mr. Centinelo “I speak without hesitation, it's now or never “if what you really want is to fight with Santiago, better not talk to him, he already has enough problems with all this that is happening. He looks at me frowning. “What makes you think I'm going to fight him? He interrupts me, crossing his arms, fixing an incredulous look in my eyes. “Because it's the only thing he does. Do you seriously plan to be on his deathbed to fi
No please dad... no no no, I refuse to accept this... tears run down my cheeks like waterfalls, this can't be happening, I sit up on the floor as my tears well up, my mother runs to him and shakes him mentioning his name, he immediately picks up the phone and with his trembling hands begins to dial a number, nothing makes sense in my life anymore, I want to wake up from this terrible nightmare, this can't be happening to me, no no NOOOO, I try to relax inside but I can't , memories go through my mind, memories of him that my mind still keeps, I hear some steps running towards me, followed by other steps and a heartbroken cry that can only be from Stefanie, I hear her running towards him making crying sounds. A male voice that my brain doesn't recognize shouts that we have to call the doctor, my mind tries to take refuge in good moments, the best moments, but the thought that a few minutes ago I was chatting with him invades my senses, and more tears well up. my eyes. How can life ge