[ featured @mystery @romance @dangerouslove ]
Caprice del Fuego is the untouchable queen. She is rich, smart, and fierce but what she wants the most is freedom. When her grandmother offered her a deal, she accepted. And she will do anything to win...
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T H I R T Y - N I N E | love of my life—
C A P R I C E
Aiscelle was reading a book in the living room when I found her. She gave me an annoyed look and returned to her book.
I sat in front of her, crossing my legs. "How long will you give me the cold shoulder? Did I do something bad?"
She shut the book. "I can't believe you're asking that!"
"You like Colt that much?" I taunted further.
Aiscelle flushed. "It's not—"
"He's the love of my life. I won't let you have him." My declaration stunned her but I didn't care anymore. I would do anything for my goal.
"W-what!"
I sighed. "I'm sorry for lying, Aiscelle. I have a lot of secrets that even Colt doesn't know about. Though as a sign of trust, I'll tell you who I am."
"Caprice! W-wait!" The girl's eyes widened with nervousness. She linked her quivering fingers together.
"I'm Caprice del Fuego. It means I'm rich and occasionally sleeps naked in rolls of money." I smiled at her. "And I need your help."
"Wait up!" She held her hands up but I continued talking about what I wanted her to do.
I dug the credit cards Jack had managed to push on my hands when he leaned in to whisper in my ear. If I use it, it would be cheating in the game that Abuela had created.
But I didn't give a fuck.
If Indiana was forced to send Jack in the pretense of that TV interview, he must be desperate.
Danger definitely lurked around me.
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Colt's back was to me. He was hunched over the kitchen counter, focused on some book. He was only in his jeans with a black towel hanging over his broad shoulders.
I hugged him from behind, kissing the side of his neck. "Why are you still up?"
"As if I could sleep without you," he replied. His eyes were still trained on the pages of a cookbook. "Are you hungry?"
Before I could answer, Colt got a burger from the microwave. He set it next to him and pulled me down to sit.
My stomach grumbled, causing him to laugh. Come to think of it, I had been too busy to eat anything. I grabbed the burger and took a bite. I could hear my grandmother's derisive comments but it vanished as the sauce melted in my tongue.
