Chapter 89 ...
After a long break ...
Chapter 89: Red as Blood
Leticia closed his eyes, biting her lower lip, and gnashed his teeth with the pulses of pain that rang in his knuckle to the length of his right arm .
"It's not like you do," she admitted.
Once again she tried to throw back. The impact had his fist against the jaw of Luis few hours ago pulsed through his body. She could feel the beginning of a migraine headache was the ghost of a squeeze back of each temple.
"I do put boxing gloves," Fernando explained to him with a suppressed grin. Leticia
squeezed his eyes closed, holding my breath when, guided by the hands of Fernando, dip your hand in a bucket of ice.
"you hit hard?" Fernando asked, trying to distract the pain and caused the ice cold. The
fell to the ground, she stood at her feet.
"Do not touch me again, what I mean?"
His breathing was troubled, when I look up and found his father stopped a few steps.
She opened her eyes and felt the pain like a stone in the stomach. Not for the blow he had given to Louis. No, but by his father. By finally telling the truth and not feel full, full as she had thought. She was not happy, perhaps the strain on his shoulders had lightened, but not completely. Leticia somewhere had clung to the hope that his reactionary father, that he would have been to give him his due on Luis and then pick it up in his arms and tell him everything would be settled , as he repeated once when Leticia was a child.
She had gotten wet and fragile like a wounded animal. He had done all that he knew what she had asked, and had loved. He had stripped on it with the urgency that brown eyes asked. Fernando had covered her with his warmth, his love and understanding. She clung to him with fervor, but not a transient passion but out of love and fear and protection. That was what she needed more than anything at that time - protection. And Fernando Mendiola, was his protector. His arms were the calming now, which they offered their security without anything in return, the arms of the man who had helped revive.
"It fell to the ground," Leticia explained with a wry smile. She shrugged, and simultaneously felt a flash of pain. His smile is decreased and she bit her lower lip trying to move his fingers against the ice. "My dad was left speechless," she confessed quietly. "At least I told the truth, and if they accept it or not, that's the matter with them."
Looking up, looking Leticia Fernando met with warmth, and his heart narrow. "Thanks," she said to lean against.
"For?" Fernando asked, wrapping her in his arms. They were still in bed, leaning against the headboard Fernando and Leticia back against his chest. He gently kissed her temple on the right side, letting his lips gently rub against your skin.
"By being here," she said with a sigh, "Why not ask me anything when it arrived, it-"
"Shhh," he whispered in her ear, giving a clenched n which initiated a smile on the lips of Leticia.
"What is that?" Leticia asked suddenly, turning account of the red carpet on her dresser.
"Eh? Ah ... something you brought your friend, "Fernando said, with an emphasis on the last word. Leticia
raise my eyebrows in surprise, turning to see the face of Fernando, "Thomas? He was here? He opened the door? "
" I thought it was you, "Fernando said in his defense.
"What did he say? Bone-you said something you said? "
Fernando frowned," Nothing. We both dumb to see the other. Of course, under the circumstances, "
" What-? "
" answer, with only underwear on. "
" What?! "
Now, Leticia had turned all to be in front of Fernando, the hands of the falling side.
"I thought it was you," he repeated. Leticia
rose with a groan, making the short path to the folder. She opened the folder and knit brows, browse the primary numbers.
"He gave me his discretion," Fernando commented from his place on the bed.
"Eh?" Leticia lifted his head, confused. "Ah, not if I do not worry about that, Thomas is trustworthy," she said confidently.
Now it was Fernando who deleted a comment, crossing his arms over his chest. Leticia to hear grumbling look up again. Her boyfriend was against the headboard, dressed in his underwear, watching her with intense eyes.
"What?"
Fernando shrugged, "Perhaps usual so that suddenly appears in your apartment? "
" We live in the same building, Fernando, "she said, suppressing a round-eyed and looking down. "Do not be jealous," she added, giving the back while smiling broadly with fun.
"I'm not jealous," he declared in his ear, surprising in their vicinity. He wrapped his arms, her hands hiding under his own shirt, which she paraded, his thumb finding a fixed location under elastic waistband the panties of Leticia.
"Yeah, my love," she said absently, trying to understand all the numbers in front of it unexplained.
"does not seem so urgent, Tomas said there must have been a systematic error or something," Fernando said when he saw her take several pages. Fernando
clearing her hair on the left side and bit the skin gently, "Lety?"
The red carpet fell to the ground as his hands went up into the chest Fernando Leticia. A groan immersing of the lips between Leticia open the attachment when Fernando against their border.
work could always be expected.
+ +
"Paula Maria, you know where Mr. Villaroel?"
"has not been submitted yet, friend." Leticia
bit her lower lip and entered into presidencies. Having spent the previous day with Fernando, he had gone to his own apartment, to prepare for the next day was a day of work. Leticia to be alone, had managed to concentrate on the red carpet that had been a concern since he realized his presence.
She once again under his head, and nothing. It was early, but Ariel got up early. She reached into her computer and is not - there was no planned breakfast with a client today.
presidency doors were opened, and Leticia looked up quickly. "Oh, are you," she said, forcing a smile.
"Who else?" Fernando asked, surprised.
"Eh? No, no, no, "Leticia explained, shaking his head to search through the drawers of his desk.
"Lety, what happens? Since last night that these ""
"Lety? Sorry, "said Paula Maria, poking his head presidencies. "They have reached the Eliot group for its meeting with the president ..."
"Ah, yes, yes. Let them go to the conference room, Don Fernando's attending, "Leticia decided, nodding to Paula Maria.
"I and Arielito?" Fernando asked. Leticia
gulped, "You have not yet come."
+ +
had been three days and still did not seem Ariel Villaroel.
Leticia was concerned, Fernando happy. Leticia had urged to contact the father of Fernando on the second day of absence, but Fernando had given up. In the absence of Ariel, the work had increased to Fernando. It was late, and finally to his career to his car in the garage of the company. He had, almost forces, sent his girlfriend to her friends for dinner. Fernando had been aware of his stress level, and although he had asked several times in recent days, she had denied that anything was wrong. The issue had to do with Ariel, and Ferdinand had to admit that his sudden absence was strange. Now the request of his girlfriend, Fernando was heading towards the house of his parents to find out about his half brother.
entire garage was shrouded in darkness, and a bad feeling it yet, as if someone were watching. He arrived in his car, and finding the right key to open the door looked up and saw the reflection of someone behind him. Fernando
turned, and with one stroke, fell strong the ground.
+ +
Leticia was turning the keys in his hand as he climbed the stairs. She was out with his friends, with the insistence of Ferdinand, and if he had been right. Her friends had raised the spirits, and removed some of the concern that the foreclosure. The damn red carpet her uneasy, but more so, the disappearance of Ariel was what really took away the dream. Perhaps he had fled as she suspected? Leticia
reached his floor, and immersed in his thoughts did not realize the person waiting front door. She stopped, transfixed by his presence.
"Papa?"
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