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Ismael gets romantic with
Rosario by proving his
interest in her as she expands
her career and celebrates its
Prosperity.
The sudden ring of a doorbell announced for someone at the door, Rosario stepped up to the door unlocking it from the inside and opening it up yet nobody stood behind it.
The girl looked down noticing a bouquet of yellow roses placed on the floor ... her heart dropped the moment her vulnerable mind played a trick on her, it almost felt like a trigger, of course she'd received yellow roses from Amado in the past.
"Rosario, Quien es?" (Rosario, who is it?) Frida called out curiously from inside the hotel suite
The question broke Rosario out of the triggering flashbacks "No es nadie ... es algo que llego" (It's no one ... got something delivered tho) she carefully leaned down picking up the light wrapped in brown gift paper bouquet, a white tiny card stuck out through the many roses.
Frida began to approach the door, her eyes widened at the sight of the bouquet ... the enthusiasm in her smile almost made it seem like she was the one expecting a surprise "Que lindas! De quien?" (They're so pretty! Who're they from?) she opened her arms up ready to take the bouquet from her friend
Still taken back, Rosario lightly shrugged finally looking away from the triggering gift "No se, me imagino que de Damián..." (I don't know, I guess Damian must've sent them...)
Frida immediately shook her head keeping a stare on the delicate flowers "No ... estos son gustos de hombre humilde, son del otro ... a ver, abre el sobresito!" (No ... this is the taste of a much more humble man, they're from the other one ... come on, open up the little card!)
Even though curiosity was bothering Rosario, so was the aching knot in the pit of her stomach, afraid yet hopeful to hear from the one and only man in her mind and heart.
The heavy and stubborn beating of her heart made her hands shake, she let out a soft sigh before finally removing the small card from the tiny envelope it came in and reading over the written message "Son de Ismael" (They're from Ismael) she might've felt some type of relief but disappointment at the same time not to mention how the males intention was becoming too obvious, he was once again trying his luck.
Footsteps overcame the sound of the chirping birds as they made their way through a wide open door and into the large echoing home. Vicente looked around letting out a sigh "Esta tu patrón mija?" (Your boss home?)
"No Don Vicente, El patrón salió esta mañana" (No Don Vicente, the boss left this morning) a maid responded dusting off one of the expensive statues near a hall
Vicente nodded but instead of turning around and heading back out he made his way toward the living area, where the sound of music was coming from
𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠 : 𝐒𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐮𝐲𝐨 - 𝐋𝐨𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐞 𝐓𝐢𝐣𝐮𝐚𝐧𝐚
an almost empty bottle of tequila placed on the center table caught his attention ... he stepped up closer noticing the bottle was placed on top of a magazine, the girl on the cover? Rosario.
He removed his sunglasses tossing them onto the table before leaning over the table, moving the bottle to the side and picking up the magazine in his hands scanning the photo on the cover ... looking up close at it he could now understand why this had been so hard for his brother to get over.
"Chente?" (Vicente?) Amado's voice almost startled the Carrillo brother as he turned around noticing the man dressed in black standing a couple meters away
"Ey" (Yeah) he admitted turning back around to look at the magazine cover once again before opening it up and paging through it
The sound of Amado's boots clicking on the floors echoed through the high ceiling once he began approaching his brother, he came to stand on the other side of the table leaning down to pick up the tequila bottle and sipping from it, no glass needed.
Vicente's eyes shifted to his brother who was now sitting down on the couch across from him "Ya hablaste con Hank?" (You talk to Hank yet?)
Amado, without looking at his brother rested his back on the couch in a much stressed manner while rubbing his temples and letting out a tired sigh "Al rato" (Later I will)
Vicente furrowed his brows at the fact his brother almost appeared careless about the situation "Cuando es Al rato?" (When is 'later'?)
Amado rested his face on his knuckles looking out a large window surrounding the living room area, the music playing in the background wasn't making this any easier, anytime he tried thinking the only thing coming to mind was Rosario ... her smile, her laugh, her stare, her teasing manner, her body, even small details like the way her skirt would crawl up as she walked ... her scent, her presence ... her sex.
"Ya, no? Ponte vergas Amado ... tenemos ese pinche dinero pausado y todo por Hank, hace meses que se debió haber movido" (Enough, don't you think? Get it together Amado ... we have that money on hold because of Hank although we were supposed to be moving it months ago)
Amado turned to look at his brother, the stare in his eyes was empty, tired, worn out, it looked as if he'd been killed and unwillingly brought back to life "Y a mi que me dices, habla con el puto de Hank ... ese cabron es el que tiene todo detenido ahí ya no tengo nada que ver" (What're you telling me for, go talk to Hank yourself ... that asshole is the one who's got everything held up, I don't have anything to do with that)
"No chingues Amado ... soy pendejo pero no tanto-" (Quit the bullshit Amado ... I'm dumb but not this dumb-)
"Cabron entonces no estés chingando, déjame hacer lo mío" (Shut the fuck up then, let me do my thing) Amado turned to the side once again
Vicente tossed the magazine back onto the table and began to shake his head "Lo tuyo? Tu pedo es la morra esta ... acomódate o te vas a quedar viendo, sin vieja y sin dinero" (Your thing? You whole issue revolves around this girl ... get it together or you'll end up with no girl and no money) the male picked his sunglasses up from the table before turning around and heading out through where he came from.
Amado turned to look down at the magazine placed in front of him, recognizing his love for her in her presence was one thing but thinking of hearing her voice in a crowded space when she's not there and missing her had him wishing she'd come around just to tell her about how many times he'd thought of hearing or seeing her where she wasn't.
Frida and Rosario carefully made their way down the stairs leading to the lobby from the top level, Rosario dressed in a yellow top and a yellow skirt matched along with black heels and a black handbag.
While Frida wore a green dress combined with black heels and a black purse keeping a light makeup look.
The sick feeling from earlier that morning would not leave the girl alone, there was a certain sensation in Rosario's stomach that wouldn't allow her to move past the memories tormenting her as if there was no energy or strength in her to continue through the day.
"Oye si no te sientes bien pues le cancelamos a Julissa y ya ..." (Hey if you're not feeling well at all we can always call off todays meeting with Julissa ...) Frida took Rosario's hand into her own offering some support to continue down the following steps
Rosario immediately began to shake her head "No, no quiero quedar mal ... la siguiente portada va a ser internacional" (No, I don't want to ruin it for her ... I believe this following magazine cover will be international)
"Bueno..." (Alright ...) Frida moved a strand of her dirty blonde hair behind her ear "Pero cualquier cosa me dices ... por cierto yo tengo que hacer una llamada pero no quiero hablar del hotel y mi celular se quebró ayer, habrá una tienda aquí cerca?" (Whatever happens let me know tho ... also, I have to make a phone call but I don't want to use the hotel telephone and my phone broke yesterday, you think there's a shop nearby?)
"Pues si quieres te presto el mío" (if you need it so much I'll let you use mine) Rosario offered while finally making it through the lobby and stepping out into the warm weather of the city
Frida would've accepted the offer if it wasn't because Arturo was the pending phone call she had to make ... "Va, pero mejor alratito que ya tengo hambre" (Sure, but I'll take care of that later I'm starving right now) the girl wrapped her arm around Rosario's coming to a sudden stop looking around for their taxi instead they noticed a red pick up parked out in front.
"Ándale, ahi ya llego tu suerte ..." (Look at that, your luck has arrived ...) Frida joked leaning her head closer to her friend
Rosario felt all the wrong emotions, no contentment and no excitement ... not even a certain neutral feeling if anything she wondered when he'd give up, all of this was scaring her. The unfortunate truth is that if it would've been Amado she would've jumped into his arms and she would've surrendered, confessing how much she'd missed him without a feel of guilt ... or dignity.
Ismael stepped out of the drivers seat, he wore a casual outfit and his signature piece, the cowboy hat.
Both girls began to make their way down the concrete stairs, Rosario was almost being dragged down each step.
"Buenos días mayo" (Good morning mayo) Frida spoke up first with a smile widely spread on her face as she greeted him
"Buenas ... " (Morning ...) a sly smirk curved onto his lips before extending his hand out to Frida who immediately placed her hand in his allowing him to place a kiss on the back of it before shortly after extending his hand out to Rosario, who appeared gone and lost in her own world.
Rosario broke out of the trance, she carefully placed her hand in his "Buenos días Ismael ..."(Good morning Ismael ...) a soft smile manifested itself on her face before noticing how the male took a step closer to her then gently placed a kiss on the back of her hand.
"Dormiste bien?" (Did you sleep well?) he asked showing interest.
The question, for some reason it caught Rosario off guard ... she slowly nodded "Si, claro ... aquí quien no, ya te vas?" (Of course ... who doesn't sleep well here, are you leaving?) even though she wasn't saying it she was asking not only out of curiosity but wonder, Rosario wondered if he'd gotten into contact with Amado after she suggested he insisted on meeting with the Juarez Cartel leader.
Mayo shook his head slowly before the smile became wider "Te gustaron las Flores?" (Did you like the flowers?)
Shit. She'd already forgotten all about them but his intentions were clear ... he did not plan to leave the city anytime soon and she could almost bet on anything he was gonna be persistent with her.
"Si, por supuesto que si ... Gracias Ismael" (Yeah, of course I did ... Thank you Ismael) Rosario's response felt too dry to be true so Frida, being Frida decided to step in
"Le compusieron la mañana! Se levantó sintiéndose así como bajoneada pero las rosas le alegraron el día nada más que a ella todo le da pena ..." (They made her day! She woke up feeling down but those roses were the highlight of her day ... she's just too shy to say a thing) the girl assured wanting to better the mood
That must've been one of the biggest lies, that delivery had made Rosario feel sick to her stomach, right in the middle of her healing and people continue to remind her of Amado, but this wasn't Ismaels fault ... she was simply too weak to accept any of what was happening.
Rosario turned to Frida after listening to the not so prudent comment ... she then turned to mayo giving him a small smile before looking past and over his shoulder nonchalantly.
"Cierto?"(Is that true?) The male asked keeping his stare focused on the girl standing in front of him
Rosario turned her head to the man again, she nodded slightly although the eye contact wasn't direct due to the sunglasses on his face "Cierto ... Gracias" (True ... Thank you)
"Entonces las invito a desayunar" (If so, let me invite you two for breakfast) He wasn't hungry but he'd be lying if he said he didn't want to spend time with Rosario, he was a man of his word ... of course he wanted to do as he wished and even prove himself a point.
Frida nodded immediately "Pues aquí rosario, porque yo tengo unas cosas que hacer pero ella te acepta la invitación verdad?" (Well maybe Rosario here can go, I have a few things to get done but I know she'll gladly take up on the invitation) The girl nudged her friend with her elbow
Rosario continue to look over his shoulder, her overthinking had got to her ... she began to wonder if Amado had really let her go, what if he was around? What if he had his people following her around?
"Rosario ..." Frida nudged her friend again this time finally catching her attention
The question from seconds ago had just made it to Rosario's conscious ... "A desayunar? ... " (Breakfast ...?) she eyed mayo from top to bottom in less than a second, beside the fact she was too busy to accept his invitation, she could also tell he wasn't dressed for the occasion, not enough for her taste at least.
A taxi honked its horn catching their attention, Frida stepped up to the car leaving Rosario behind with Ismael.
"Ahorita no estoy de ánimo ..." (I'm not in the mood at the moment ...) Rosario caught sight of the gun on his belt and even if he hadn't ever hurt her the threat lived within her ... "Pero hay una fiesta mañana por la noche, te invito" (But there is a party tomorrow night, you're invited) the girl allowed for a dazzling smile to draw up on her lips as compensation.
How could a man not respond in such a positive manner to her charming expressions, her sweet yet enchanting stare caused for a smile to form onto his face as he began to nod "Ey, usted dirá donde nos vemos" (Sure, where should we meet up?)
Rosario took a step up closer to him, the wind blew a curly strand of her hair but not even that could make her seem less breathtaking ... in mayos eyes she continued to be the same girl he'd first laid eyes on.
"Yo te mando la dirección ..."(I'll send you address ...) the girl lifted herself a bit reaching for his face and planting a soft kiss on his cheek to appear less distant, she caressed his forearm while brushing past him leaving his heart and thoughts accelerated.
The clicking of Rosario's heels sounded on the concrete as she walked away soon stepping into the taxi cab, the car drove off and not even a second later Frida was already staring at Rosario with a suspicious smirk on her face ... "No que no" (Thought you didn't like him)
Rosario was not going to admit she was doing everything out of fear but being with Amado meant she'd always felt protected, like nothing could ever happen to her even if danger surrounded her and Leaving him had her thinking twice about her safety.
"Ya que" (What other choice do I have)
Frida let out a soft chuckle "No te hagas ... si llama la atención" (Stop pretending ... he's not bad)
"Mal no, pero no es de mi gusto" (Not bad, but he's not my type) Rosario admitted not giving an explanation
"Por? ... porque este no está forrado de dinero como los demás?" (Why? ... cause this one isn't as rich as the rest?)
"No es eso" (It's not that) Rosario looked out the window ... the less she said the less stuck up she'd sound but messing around with Ismael was completely different than messing around with Ramon, The arellanos were well known ... they had power, money while Ismael had nothing, nothing to offer her and nothing to offer himself.
Among all that tormented Rosario she believed too much of herself, she knew she deserved more than just 'love' because she wouldn't live from it ... a precious jewel like her couldn't be handled by just anyone, she couldn't imagine herself landing in Mayo's hands while a hundred different men offering her million dollar homes were rejected.
Lucia's heels clicked on the hard floor as she made her way into the Arellano home ... like always, she was there to visit Ramon except today he'd been avoiding her and giving excuses that sounded rather fake, priority reason for her to be there.
The woman dressed in a low cut blue mid dress, she wore silver heels and carried a silver handbag in her left hand ...
Lucia looked around when a familiar voice spoke up "Que no cabron, nos llevamos el mustang" (Listen to me, we have to take the mustang) Javier's voice echoed through the home as he, alongside Eduardo made his way down the flight of stairs
"Pinche maricon ... no mames Javier, tanto pinche carro y escojes el más garra" (You fag ... come on Javier, we've got all these cars and you choose the cheapest one) Eduardo responded back in his natural manner
Lucia let out a soft laugh "Hola, a donde tan guapos?" (Hey, where are y'all going looking so good?) she came to stand on the first step
Eduardo turned to Javier, both guys along with Ramon and his friends were heading out although they were unsure on if she was even supposed to be there ... "Pos al antro, no te dijo Ramon? Pa' allá va el también" (To the club, didn't Ramon tell you? He's heading that way too)
Lucia raised her brows surprised at what she was hearing "Ah ... no, no me contó y esque yo creí que estaba muy ocupado" (Oh ... no, no he didn't tell me although I thought he was too busy to go anywhere)
The arellanos knew Ramon better than anyone else and if he'd told her he was busy ... they knew it was a lie he'd fabricated to get time away from her "... Y estuvo, pero se acaba de desocupar" (... he was, but he just became un-busy right now)
Lucia pressed her tongue against her cheek soon realizing it was all a lie but just then a easy to recognize voice echoed through the high ceilings ... "Que hubo cabrones ya listos?" (What's up, y'all ready?)
Ramon came to stand next to the railing of the top floor looking down and noticing Lucia standing there "Lucia ... Que bueno que estas aquí, iba a pasar por ti" (Lucia ... I'm glad you came, I was just about to pick you up) he quickly lied before glancing at Javier and Eduardo hopping they'd covered for him
Lucia let out a soft sigh before biting the inside of her cheek. Bullshit, she thought.
"Nos vemos" (See you around) Javier commented turning to Lucia before walking past her with Eduardo following after him "Hasta luego lucia" (See you later Lucia) Javier looked back at Eduardo shaking his head at the way Ramon had been caught lying.
"Que paso Ramon? Te aguade el planesito?" (What is it Ramon? Did I ruin your date?) Lucia placed a hand at her hips
Ramon began to make his way down the flight of stairs answering to her question in his head, yes.
"Como cres lucia?" (Come on Lucia) he came to stand in front of her leaving only a step between them "Te dije que iba a pasar por ti bebe" (I just told you I was gonna pick you up baby) Ramon reached for her hand but Lucia quickly pulled away
"Si? A que horas? Por ahí a las dos de la mañana cuando estuvieras caliente?" (Yeah? Like at what time? Maybe 2am when you needed to fuck?) She knew him too well to believe he intended on spending the entire night with her "Ramon en buena onda ... vengo a visitarte, a saber cómo estás y tú apunto de salir de reventón con tus amigos? Ya ni la haces ..." (Ramon you have got to be serious ... I came to check up on you, I wanted to know if you were doing alright and as I get here I find out you're about to go out and party? What's the deal with you) Lucia crossed her arms over her chest
What a big fucking deal, Ramon was running out of patience ... He brought his hands to his hips looking down at the girl "No te entiendo, a ti ni siquiera te gustan los antros ... y ya que no me crees pos ni modo" (I don't get it, you don't even like going out to clubs ... and since you don't believe me I don't care enough to explain more) even as a liar he wouldn't admit to his lies or fault.
His words must've scared her, she had a certain fear of losing him because at his words her stare softened and she stepped up closing the space between them "Bueno está bien ..." (Alright alright ...) Lucia reached to cup his face into her hands "Te creo, te creo" (I believe you, I believe you ...) her quiet tone made it sound like she was trying to convince herself she did believe him, not because she actually did.
She reached up with her body and pressed her lips on his as a way to patch up their small 'misunderstanding'
Ramon corresponded to the kiss, he took her hand into his and his mind fogged up with the idea of her, with the thought of her but then a face came to mind ... Rosario's, a wave of heated emotions rushed through his veins at this and he began to deepen the kiss taking lucia by surprise, she stopped him and let out a soft chuckle "Aqui no Ramon ..." (Not here Ramon ...)
Lucia took him by the hand, she came to stand on the same step he was standing on but quickly surpassed him beginning to guide the way back up to his room.
The door shut behind them, Lucia quickly pushed Ramon against the door and reached for the buttons on his shirt ripping them apart as she pulled his shirt open.
The deepening of their kiss became slightly more passionate, the male took ahold of her waist into his grip taking a couple steps toward the bed where Lucia pulled from the kiss before tossing her own body onto the bed.
Ramon leaned his body over hers, he brought his lips to hers again and at the feeling of an object on his fingertips he opened his eyes finding the magazine with Rosario on the cover, seeing her face while kissing Lucia began to run his imagination.
Lucia opened her eyes immediately noticing his eyes on something above her, she reached with her arm taking the magazine into her hand quickly catching a glimpse of the girl on the cover ... Rosario Paez.
"No jodas..." (Fuck off...) She quickly pushed Ramon off and she sat up "Que chingaos hace esta vieja en tu cama?" (The fuck is this bitch doing in your bed?)
Ramon stood up with a surprised look on his face before turning to look at the magazine Lucia held "Es una pinche revista lucia cual vieja?" (It's a fucking magazine Lucia) He couldn't hold back from laughing finding it funny not only how she'd worded it out but the way he'd been called out
"Pinche revista? Cres que no me di cuenta que te gusta?" (A fucking magazine? You think I'm stupid enough to not notice you like her?) Lucia began raising her tone as she stood up reaching down for her heels on the floor
"Lucia no mames esta ... Rosario y yo no tenemos nada que ver" (Lucia come on ... Rosario and I are anything but compatible) he followed her actions with his stare watching as she picked her bag up as well
"Obvio Que no ... esta se nota que le tira a los peces grandes no a mocosos como tú" (Obviously y'all don't ... I can tell she only goes for the major prize not for boys like you) Lucia threw the magazine at him before turning around and leaving the room.
Ramon caught the magazine, he looked down at it eyeing the cover the same way he'd done so many times before, he let out a soft laugh "Hasta en papel me traes problemas cabrona" (Even as a piece of paper you fuck me up) he tossed the magazine to the side now buttoning up his shirt again.
𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠 : 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐝𝐲 - 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞
Like many nights before ... Rosario was the star of the show. Her face was on its way to be widely known and recognized thanks to the magazine covers promoting her and unstoppably selling her.
Tonight was her night, models, singers, movie stars and a few political faces attended the party to celebrate her ...
An emotionally lost Rosario would keep herself busy with work ... there was such eagerness from her part to make it out of the mess she'd placed herself in out of guilt, she was doing everything her brother would've liked for her to do.
"Antes de seguir con la fiesta me gustaría tener el honor de felicitar a quien festejamos esta noche..." (Before we continue with the party it would be an honor to congratulate the person who we are celebrating tonight) Daniela, Rosario's team manager spoke up into a microphone while climbed up on the Dj's platform "Un aplauso para nuestra portada más vendida en tan solo un mes ... Rosario Paez!" (Round of a applause for our most sold cover in just one month ... Rosario Paez!)
The woman raised her glass pointing it at the female down with the crowd, everyone around turned their head to the curly headed girl raising their glass with Daniela while keeping a welcoming smile on their faces ...
A radiant yet beaming smile curved up onto Rosario's expression ...
Frida made her way through the right side of the crowd stepping up to her friend and handing her a glass of cold champagne ...
"Salud por ti y por lo lejos que nos llevaran tus ... amigas" (Cheers to you and to your friends here ... who'll take us places) Frida whispered before raising her glass and eyeing Rosario's breasts ... the friends she was referring to.
Rosario let out a laugh before raising her glass with everyone else "Salud!" (Cheers!)
Frida downed her drink from one single sip then wiped the liquid from the corner of her lips "Casi se me olvida, Te buscan allá por la puerta" (I almost forgot, they're looking for you by the door)
Rosario took a small sip from her glass then furrowed her brows slightly "Ismael?" She set her drink down "Porque no entró?" (Why didn't he come in?)
"Ey ... no se pero olvídate del caballo y móntate en el vaquero!" (Yeah him ... no idea and remember one thing, forget the horse and ride the cowboy!) Frida yelled out smacking her friends butt as she walked away
Rosario scoffed only looking back for a second or two before continuing to part her way through the crowd, she soon reached the entrance but there was no sight of Ismael anywhere.
The touch of a hand surprised the girl from behind, Ismael placed a gentle grip on her waist ... Rosario turned around coming face to face with the man, a gentle smile formed on her lips "Llegaste ..." (You came ...)
Ismael removed the sunglasses from his face, this time he wore what appeared to be a much more formal suit "Como no aparecerme? Si es la única chance que tengo pa'verte ..." (How could I not come? This is the only chance I got to come see you ...) he took the girl by the hand
Rosario glanced down at their hands, the smile on her face widened at his comment "No estás ocupado últimamente?" (I believe you're less busy these days) the girl took a glass of whiskey from one of the waitress passing by and handed it to the man standing in front of her
"Y si estuviera? Pa'mi muñeca siempre hay tiempo" (Even if I was, I always have time for my doll) Ismael took the drink into his hands and sipped from it
Rosario dreaded the idea of creating false hope for him but at the same time she believed a little of attention wouldn't harm either ... that's all he wanted at the end of the day anyways.
She took him by the hand and began to guide the way back to her table "Te voy a presentar con unas amigas" (I'll introduce you to some of my friends)
Mayo, without hesitation held onto the girls hand allowing for her to escort the way ... this allowed for him to take his sweet time admiring her curves while at the same time being in disbelief of the fact Amado had let go from such a trophy.
"A ver ... niñas el es Ismael, Ismael ellas son Lucero, Andrea, Nicole, Gabriela y ya conoces a Frida ..." (Alright ... girls, he's Ismael, Ismael this is Lucero, that's Andrea, Nicole, Gabriela and well you know Frida already)
The girls seated at the table dropped everything to look up at the man holding onto Rosario's hand, his vibe was too noticeable to deny or lie about of course he was more than a simple guy and knowing Rosario no way in hell she'd ever be around a typical dude.
"Hasta que se nos hace conocerle un galán a la princesita acá!" (Finally we get to meet one of her guys!) ... "Oye y el caballo donde lo dejaste?"(Where'd you leave the horse?) The girls began to joke around in a friendly way
Rosario sipped some more from her glass before letting out a soft laugh along with Ismael "No empiecen ..." (Don't start ...)
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"Las vi ... me imagino que se va a poner cabron ahora que estás así por todas partes" (I saw them all ... I can only imagine it'll get messy once you start showing up all over the place)
Rosario nodded slowly "Ojalá y no ... de por si y ya así está cabron" (I hope not ... everything is already messy as it is)
Mayo pulled a cigarette out of the box and lit it up "Cuando te regresas pa' Juarez?" (When are you heading back to Juarez?) He offered the lot cigarette to Rosario
Rosario shook her head lightly at his offer "Ya no vivo en Juárez" (I don't live in Juarez anymore)
"Entonces?" (Where do you live now?) If Ismael was asking it had nothing to do with simple and casual curiosity, he had serious interest in the girl
Rosario looked down, a teasing smile painted on her face "Curioso ...?" (Curios...?)
Mayo turned to look at her, a smirk curved up on his lips "Y si no ...?" (What if it's not that...?) He reached to place a gentle grip on her forearm while stopping in place
Rosario also stopped, she allowed her hand to slide into the palm of his hand, his fingers being rougher than anyone else's she'd ever touched "Entonces?" (What is it then?) she looked up, her gaze coming into clear contact with his ...
The moonlight worked as lighting that night, it reflected on her large and glittering eyes fringed with long lashes, Ismael could only think ... what a sight. What a sight for those who ever got the opportunity to get lost in her stare.
His male instincts were wide awake anytime she was present and before even realizing it, he couldn't and he didn't want to hold back any longer ... for a long time he'd been looking for a prize to posses, it just so happened she was the prize he'd desperately searched for.
Ismael began a trail of caresses at her wrist slowly gliding his fingertips up her forearm soon finding way up her arm getting to feel the most of her skin but that wasn't enough ... not for him, not for any man.
Rosario, even though she was being touched her body was not responding ... she could feel his desire but there wasn't a sign of goosebumps, no shiver or tickling down her spine.
While mayo stood and wondered what it was about her that made him want to desperately own her, love her, protect her ... even if it was just for the night.
Ismael finally leaned forward, in the most abrupt way he pulled her body closer to his ready to intend for a kiss ... a kiss that Rosario dodged turning her head to the side and bringing her arms between them to act as some type of wall, The look in her eyes was that of immediate distress, it was almost as if she was denying him a chance and apologizing at the same time.
What sounded like a scoff mixed with a laugh slipped out of Ismaels mouth, he embarrassedly looked down and carefully began to release his grip on her, a small side smile curved onto his lips again "Perdon" (I'm sorry) he apologized not only for the kiss but for the thoughts that had gone through his mind.
Rosario looked up, the shimmering from her eyes had completely disappeared and there it was, Amados imagine haunted her again. She let out a sigh at the feeling of her body turning cold, her eyes began to fill with tears at the troubled memories of the man who she must've been dead to.
She swallowed the knot in her throat as she took a step up closer to him, the last thing she wanted was to embarrass him but she wouldn't give in to someone who knew Amado from so close up ... that and the fact she felt nothing for him.
Rosario took Ismaels face and cupped it into her fingers ... she leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek, after all she owed him a 'thank you'. She let go from him and began to make her way down the sidewalk heading back into the club with the rest of the invitees.
The chirping of the birds was never enough to wake Ramon up but this morning was different, his eyes flung open ... he laid awake staring at the ceiling feeling like a child a morning after Christmas Eve. He turned to his left eyeing the feminine silhouette of a woman laying asleep beside him, judging by the long curly strands of hair ... this was Rosario.
Ramon reached and rested the palm of his hand on the girls back ... just like that he ran it down her spine his hand soon hiding under the white bed sheets covering the lower part of Rosario's body.
A soft laugh escaped her mouth as she turned on her side and moments later all that could be heard were her soft moans and hard breathing ... Ramon positioned his body behind her moving hips, same that responded to the feeling caused by his fingers at the teasing between her legs.
The curly strands of hair had stuck to her sweaty face causing a pretty mess on her appearance, she held Ramon's wrist keeping a tight grip on it ... her nails digging into his skin while using her free hand to hold onto his other hand ... the one he had stretched out under her neck.
The perfect way to get lost, in her breathing and her soft toned voice ... knowing it was her because of the unforgettable voice he could run to even if lost in a maze ... But her magic wasn't just for him, a shadow ran across the wall in front of the doors entrance.
Ramon furrowed his brows, the sudden shock of someone else at home with them paused his movements on the girl. Rosario looked over her shoulder and turned to rest on her back, she folded her leg resting her foot on the bed as the white bed sheet rose up to her abdomen leaving her leg fully uncovered.
The girl reached to cup his face into her left hand ...
The single sound of a loud gunshot made Ramon's stare freeze again, he looked down noticing blood dripping from his chest before looking at Rosario again ... a cruel smile formed on her expression.
She had him. Again.
Ramon's eyes flung open for real this time, his heartbeat must've been beating at a thousand miles per hour ... his hard panting had him realize it was all a dream "Puta madre" (Fuck) he cursed before running his hand through his hair.
Here he was ... dreaming explicit shit as if he was some horny teen boy with repressed sexual desires. He hated the thought of it but surprisingly enough ... it didn't even embarrass him.
"Gracias" (Thank you) Rosario stepped off the taxi right after Frida, they'd arrived at her a new location, a two story apartment with oceanfront ... something she'd be paying for with her own money.
Frida looked around, her jaw dropped as she removed the glasses squinting her eyes lightly at the sun hitting her eyes "Esta chingon eh ... a mi se me hace que aquí si te acomodas" (This place seems cool ... I think you'll definitely be comfortable here)
Rosario positioned her purse on her shoulder before taking in the view of her home and a wide smile showing up on her face "Verdad? Pero adivina a cuánto" (Right? Guess how much though)
"Como 50,000 mensuales segurísimo ..." (Like 50,000 pesos monthly for sure ...)
"59,400 ... te das cuenta? Jamás me imagine cuánto pagaba Arturo por mis cosas y ahora que trabajo hasta me duele comprarme un antojito" (59,400 pesos ... can you believe it? I never thought about how much Arturo paid for my things and now that I work I don't even want to spend my money on a little craving of mine)
Frida stepped up to the gate "Y eso Que importa? Te buscas a un buen papasito con dinero que te consienta ... para eso tu no batallas" (Who cares? All you need to do is find a guy willing to pay for everything, someone who spoils you ... you don't struggle with that)
Rosario used the keys to unlock the front gate making it into the driveway "Ni quebrada me vuelvo a meter con un ... wey de esos" (No matter how broke I am I don't want to ever get involved with ... one of those guys again)
"Porque no? Mira que solamente ellos te pueden ofrecer los lujos más cabrones ..." (Why not? Only one of those guys can offer you the most luxurious shit ...) Frida followed after her friend taking her by the hand and guiding the way up to the entrance
The two girls made it into the home, a large empty area had a chandelier hanging from the center, the furniture seemed modern enough and only light colors to emphasize the femininity inside it.
The hard floors appeared to be some type of white matte color with a single silver line running from one side to the other where the wall ended curving around the stairs, a black railing tracing the spiraling steps surrounding a circular crystal clear elevator.
"Me muero ... yo me mudo a vivir contigo" (Oh my god ... I'll be living with you) Frida appeared more excited than Rosario ... truth is she was but the thought of her old life would make her stomach turn at the slightest image that crossed her mind.
"Esta lindo" (It's cute) Rosario agreed almost picturing Arturo walking down the stairs in the red robe he wrapped himself in every morning.
The girls made it up the stairs stepping into a bedroom, a queen sized bed faced a large glass sliding door ... "Y esto??" (What's all this??) Frida asked stepping up to the bed and closing the canopy curtains "Con quien te gustaría estrenarlo? ... Damián? Ramon? ... Mayo?" (Who'd you like to share this with? ... Damian? Ramon? ... mayo?)
Rosario stepped up to the window "Con nadie. Quisiera estar sola ... quedarme sola" (With no one. I think I want to be alone ... stay alone)
"Ay mi vida no exageres ... mejor con uno hoy y con otro mañana ... alguna vez has estado con dos al mismo tiempo?" (Oh my god baby don't exaggerate... you could share it with someone today and someone else tomorrow ... have you ever been with two guys at the same time?) Frida asked getting on her stomach
Rosario turned around letting out a soft laugh "Eres peor que yo sin duda" (You are way worse than I am without a doubt)
"No? O eso es un 'que te importa'?" (You haven't?or is that a 'why do you care'?) The girl jokingly insisted
"Un no" (That's a no) the girl opened up the sliding door stepping into the balcony
"Mosquita muerta" (Liar) Frida joked hearing Rosario let out a soft laugh before taking off a heel and playfully throwing it at her friend.
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