I got carried away and wrote this. Seizing the momentum, right?
Chapter 79: Right
Stupid. Silly. Naive.
course would be someone else! A man so could not be single for long. You witnessed yourself weeks back when I get an oxygenated, desperate to get into your pants! And who to blame ... the man said no. I can not think about it. NO.
think I deny her naked body. I do not remember your caress. And no I pay attention to how your scent now has become mine.
No. Mio, is not.
And do not know which is worse, want to love me anyway or deaf and not having heard.
But, no. I know.
And worse, this time not just an adventure, a tramp, no. Is Marcia Villaroel. The sister of the president. Shit. Ariel's sister is his fiancée. Your engaged! And she is not blonde. Do not have a brain gap nor arrogant. No. It's a nice woman, with their strengths and weaknesses like any other. And nothing less than beautiful. And Fernando has chosen her.
She confessed, but was the one who did not deny it. My love, she said. And the left. She hugged him by the neck, and received her hug. I apologized, and left me.
As, but as I was so stupid!? Again. Once again I see your face. But what happens? That happens to me!? I have a sign on the dirt, or what!?
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid!
fell.
Sure, I send you a smile, and your rendered the very silly fell at his feet. All I warned you. All you talked about Fernando Mendiola, the womanizer. All. Paula Maria, Ariel, ... Irmita. Damn, Irmita! She did not believe that you were too little for him. She only wanted to protect you! Damn. Damn. She tried to speak, but you do not you let her. Since that has tried to avoid, thinking it was best that you knew more, trusting in Fernando more than a woman who has been nothing less than a mother to you. Better than a mother, and you send her to hell. By. By Fernando. Trusted in any other person. Finally trust a man, in man, and life once again makes fun of you. He, laughs at you.
Damn. Fernando Damn. Son-
"Lety."
She lifted her head sagging posture, his hands in dust from the edge of the roof, his back to him. All open space, and she felt claustrophobic in their presence.
" Lety."
She closed her eyes, her hands in fists. He had no any law. I had no right to speak. I had no right to say his name as if it were their own.
"No step further," she allowed her lips say, eating the insults and accusations at the moment. Head was hurting. Both stress was certainly not good for your health. Its proximity was not very good to say for now. Its proximity, no. Maybe not.
"Lety, please,"
"My name is Leticia, Mr. ," Lety uttered coolly, shutting his eyes to hear with relief that he was arrested instead. At least so I could think with clear mind and do not worry that the touch. Now if that happened, she would be lost. Insurance.
"Lety, let me explain ..."
a step.
two steps.
"explain?" She laughed, turning around quickly, almost bumping into her body in black suit fatal. She declined to reach the edge, looking up defiantly. "To explain that?" Your bitter smile mocking what they really felt. "You tell me you forgot you had a committed!?" She laughed, but it was the laughter that Fernando had begun to depend on her, her smile and laughter transforming complete seriousness. "You committed , Fernando," she emphasized, clearly hurt and angry.
"It is not. It is not, Lety, "
" Do not come near me, "she said, her hands raised to stop his movement. She herself did not daring to touch something that was not hers. Someone who would do more harm than good.
"Please. Listen , "he asked. She had fled or had refused, so taking that as a good sign, the constant, conscious of respecting the space. "Marcia is the adopted daughter of my parents, and they want it as such. Always always have and she wanted me to have a relationship. Especially my mom. Marcia insists that she is the woman for me, and who would never cheat on me as I know that my father deceived her. But never, never I had a relationship with Marcia Villaroel. "
Leticia, who turned the first look, now he was staring, since he had mentioned his mother. Fernando did not speak much of it, and Lety knew the theme of family in general was very painful for Fernando. But as he continued his barriers. Fernando he forgot to tell that part of his past. Skipping is a form of lying. So that relationship, Fernando lied. "I do not believe. By then she was put in as your commitment? "
" Because it came out a screw! "Fernando exclaimed. "She always said that is my commitment. My mom has been programmed with it since childhood! "He was desperate.
"And you tell me there is no truth in his statement!?" She asked, coming face to face with the same fire filling the two. Something is off in the eyes of Fernando and Lety could not figure it out, hoping his words to know why.
"There was," he confessed, his eyes glued to hers. "Before I go to Spain. The reason I went to Mexico. " They were so close that if you breath longer than necessary, contact bodies arise.
"Ran Bone." Lety knew it was cheap shot, but did not care, I was still angry with him. Fernando
gulped. He deserved it, so continued as if those same words last night had told her not affected. His voice raspy as he spoke. "Once Marcia twentieth birthday, my parents practically forced me to yield to marry her. I wanted to please my parents, but I refused to end up like them. In a loveless marriage. In a marriage point. "He paused, noting that she was gone pale, stepping back from him, wanting nothing more than stretch your arms and hold it in place. But could not. Not now. Not when he had to end. Furthermore, by the way she looked now, did not want to scare her. "The year that was supposed to propose marriage to Marcia, my father, blackmailed by my mother let him be safe, gave me an ultimatum. Marcia married me or I could forget the legacy and the company that I belonged by right of birth. "
She shook her head, her eyes focused on the right of Fernando. Incredulous word was not sufficient to explain their status. "They thought it would you choose to equity."
"I never cared," he confessed, smiling sadly. "It was hard ... but I arranged to be Fernando and not have my surname. Everything I've made so far, I can say that I've earned by working hard. "
" I can not believe. "
" Ariel is the president of this company, no? "
That did it. Lety react, turning his gaze to Fernando. His throat burned with his eyes, sad and hurt.
"Lety,"
The treatment approach, but she did not let up one hand. Even now, if touched, and left his hand on his chest.
disoriented. Lost. Confused .
"But Fernando told me that not all this before?" She asked, and not afraid to look into his eyes and get lost in them, or losing a power that had already caught up with his confession.
"I was gonna comment, but you have to understand that it is very difficult for me to talk about family things." Fernando looked up the face of Leticia and breathe, trying to stay afloat in front of her. "It still hurts. But you're right. "He looked back and wondered if his eyes were equally blurred. The pain you gave them, I said yes. "You're right I knew it, and I'll tell you everything you want to know, but not here, if "
she considers, squinting. He seemed sincere. In fact it seemed vulnerable. And it was this that made her give up, nodding. Lety approached to walk around him when he stopped her elbow. She looked up and smiled sadly, giving him a kiss in a corner of his mouth. And then she was gone, leaving him alone. Fernando
thanked him. The palm of your hand making contact with his right eye, trying to put back before following her back. Lety
had stopped going to the bathroom, surprised to return and find Ariel, Fernando Marcia and around your desk. Neither Fernando Ariel or happy to be so close.
"Lety!" Marcia exclaimed to her, turning to the men in their vicinity. "I have a great idea! What do you think all of us if we have lunch together? Four! "She asked, turning to Lety with enthusiasm.
"Marcia, do not think that's a good idea ..." Fernando replied, uncomfortable, looking askance at Lety nervously.
"I agree with Fernando," Ariel said, leaning against the opposite wall of Fernando. Marcia, Lety and Fernando turned to Ariel, amazed.
Lety would have laughed in other circumstances. She turned to look at Marcia, who was discouraged by the lack of enthusiasm for their parts, and it was decided with a smile.
"For me, delighted."
Why not? As recently Fernando had told him she had right to know what it was. And if it added to that, their curiosity, lunch very promised to be interesting.
Stupid. Silly. Naive.
course would be someone else! A man so could not be single for long. You witnessed yourself weeks back when I get an oxygenated, desperate to get into your pants! And who to blame ... the man said no. I can not think about it. NO.
think I deny her naked body. I do not remember your caress. And no I pay attention to how your scent now has become mine.
No. Mio, is not.
And do not know which is worse, want to love me anyway or deaf and not having heard.
But, no. I know.
And worse, this time not just an adventure, a tramp, no. Is Marcia Villaroel. The sister of the president. Shit. Ariel's sister is his fiancée. Your engaged! And she is not blonde. Do not have a brain gap nor arrogant. No. It's a nice woman, with their strengths and weaknesses like any other. And nothing less than beautiful. And Fernando has chosen her.
She confessed, but was the one who did not deny it. My love, she said. And the left. She hugged him by the neck, and received her hug. I apologized, and left me.
As, but as I was so stupid!? Again. Once again I see your face. But what happens? That happens to me!? I have a sign on the dirt, or what!?
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid!
fell.
Sure, I send you a smile, and your rendered the very silly fell at his feet. All I warned you. All you talked about Fernando Mendiola, the womanizer. All. Paula Maria, Ariel, ... Irmita. Damn, Irmita! She did not believe that you were too little for him. She only wanted to protect you! Damn. Damn. She tried to speak, but you do not you let her. Since that has tried to avoid, thinking it was best that you knew more, trusting in Fernando more than a woman who has been nothing less than a mother to you. Better than a mother, and you send her to hell. By. By Fernando. Trusted in any other person. Finally trust a man, in man, and life once again makes fun of you. He, laughs at you.
Damn. Fernando Damn. Son-
"Lety."
She lifted her head sagging posture, his hands in dust from the edge of the roof, his back to him. All open space, and she felt claustrophobic in their presence.
" Lety."
She closed her eyes, her hands in fists. He had no any law. I had no right to speak. I had no right to say his name as if it were their own.
"No step further," she allowed her lips say, eating the insults and accusations at the moment. Head was hurting. Both stress was certainly not good for your health. Its proximity was not very good to say for now. Its proximity, no. Maybe not.
"Lety, please,"
"My name is Leticia, Mr. ," Lety uttered coolly, shutting his eyes to hear with relief that he was arrested instead. At least so I could think with clear mind and do not worry that the touch. Now if that happened, she would be lost. Insurance.
"Lety, let me explain ..."
a step.
two steps.
"explain?" She laughed, turning around quickly, almost bumping into her body in black suit fatal. She declined to reach the edge, looking up defiantly. "To explain that?" Your bitter smile mocking what they really felt. "You tell me you forgot you had a committed!?" She laughed, but it was the laughter that Fernando had begun to depend on her, her smile and laughter transforming complete seriousness. "You committed , Fernando," she emphasized, clearly hurt and angry.
"It is not. It is not, Lety, "
" Do not come near me, "she said, her hands raised to stop his movement. She herself did not daring to touch something that was not hers. Someone who would do more harm than good.
"Please. Listen , "he asked. She had fled or had refused, so taking that as a good sign, the constant, conscious of respecting the space. "Marcia is the adopted daughter of my parents, and they want it as such. Always always have and she wanted me to have a relationship. Especially my mom. Marcia insists that she is the woman for me, and who would never cheat on me as I know that my father deceived her. But never, never I had a relationship with Marcia Villaroel. "
Leticia, who turned the first look, now he was staring, since he had mentioned his mother. Fernando did not speak much of it, and Lety knew the theme of family in general was very painful for Fernando. But as he continued his barriers. Fernando he forgot to tell that part of his past. Skipping is a form of lying. So that relationship, Fernando lied. "I do not believe. By then she was put in as your commitment? "
" Because it came out a screw! "Fernando exclaimed. "She always said that is my commitment. My mom has been programmed with it since childhood! "He was desperate.
"And you tell me there is no truth in his statement!?" She asked, coming face to face with the same fire filling the two. Something is off in the eyes of Fernando and Lety could not figure it out, hoping his words to know why.
"There was," he confessed, his eyes glued to hers. "Before I go to Spain. The reason I went to Mexico. " They were so close that if you breath longer than necessary, contact bodies arise.
"Ran Bone." Lety knew it was cheap shot, but did not care, I was still angry with him. Fernando
gulped. He deserved it, so continued as if those same words last night had told her not affected. His voice raspy as he spoke. "Once Marcia twentieth birthday, my parents practically forced me to yield to marry her. I wanted to please my parents, but I refused to end up like them. In a loveless marriage. In a marriage point. "He paused, noting that she was gone pale, stepping back from him, wanting nothing more than stretch your arms and hold it in place. But could not. Not now. Not when he had to end. Furthermore, by the way she looked now, did not want to scare her. "The year that was supposed to propose marriage to Marcia, my father, blackmailed by my mother let him be safe, gave me an ultimatum. Marcia married me or I could forget the legacy and the company that I belonged by right of birth. "
She shook her head, her eyes focused on the right of Fernando. Incredulous word was not sufficient to explain their status. "They thought it would you choose to equity."
"I never cared," he confessed, smiling sadly. "It was hard ... but I arranged to be Fernando and not have my surname. Everything I've made so far, I can say that I've earned by working hard. "
" I can not believe. "
" Ariel is the president of this company, no? "
That did it. Lety react, turning his gaze to Fernando. His throat burned with his eyes, sad and hurt.
"Lety,"
The treatment approach, but she did not let up one hand. Even now, if touched, and left his hand on his chest.
disoriented. Lost. Confused .
"But Fernando told me that not all this before?" She asked, and not afraid to look into his eyes and get lost in them, or losing a power that had already caught up with his confession.
"I was gonna comment, but you have to understand that it is very difficult for me to talk about family things." Fernando looked up the face of Leticia and breathe, trying to stay afloat in front of her. "It still hurts. But you're right. "He looked back and wondered if his eyes were equally blurred. The pain you gave them, I said yes. "You're right I knew it, and I'll tell you everything you want to know, but not here, if "
she considers, squinting. He seemed sincere. In fact it seemed vulnerable. And it was this that made her give up, nodding. Lety approached to walk around him when he stopped her elbow. She looked up and smiled sadly, giving him a kiss in a corner of his mouth. And then she was gone, leaving him alone. Fernando
thanked him. The palm of your hand making contact with his right eye, trying to put back before following her back. Lety
had stopped going to the bathroom, surprised to return and find Ariel, Fernando Marcia and around your desk. Neither Fernando Ariel or happy to be so close.
"Lety!" Marcia exclaimed to her, turning to the men in their vicinity. "I have a great idea! What do you think all of us if we have lunch together? Four! "She asked, turning to Lety with enthusiasm.
"Marcia, do not think that's a good idea ..." Fernando replied, uncomfortable, looking askance at Lety nervously.
"I agree with Fernando," Ariel said, leaning against the opposite wall of Fernando. Marcia, Lety and Fernando turned to Ariel, amazed.
Lety would have laughed in other circumstances. She turned to look at Marcia, who was discouraged by the lack of enthusiasm for their parts, and it was decided with a smile.
"For me, delighted."
Why not? As recently Fernando had told him she had right to know what it was. And if it added to that, their curiosity, lunch very promised to be interesting.
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