Chapter 2: Getting to know Amélie le pen

Fernando

Looking out the window of my workshop in busy New York as always, when I look at the sunset with that reddish color it reminds me of that damned redhead who never leaves my thoughts, when my secretary comes through the door moving her *** excessively.

-Mr. Walker you have an appointment at the Beauty & Essex restaurant in half an hour. She says this with a seductive smile.

-Let's go. I put on my coat and we leave.

My driver was already waiting for us when we left the company, on the way to the restaurant she kept raising her skirt so I could see her legs, but I ignore ¶why? Three months ago you slept with her¶, and when I wonder why ever since this redhead arrived, I only sleep with women who look a little like her...

-Chief is here.

After an hour of trying to convince this idiot to give me his money, I got it, but he doesn't know that this one hour will cost him dearly.

-We can go to my house, Mr. Walker is very late.

My secretary's honeyed voice makes me realize that it's 8 o'clock at night, late she wants to take me to bed that's for sure.

-What do you think?

I get in the car and tell the driver to go to the nightclub and leave her there, if she wants someone to put out her fire she can wait around the corner for someone to show up.

-Mister, the nightclub is closed.

-You can leave that I'm a friend of the owner.

I enter through the parking lot door since all the others are closed, I go towards Marcelo's garage, there is no one here now, just the employees.

-Hi, Fer. Wendi comes jumping on me giving me a kiss on the mouth to which I responded.

-Why don't you call me more when you come.

She changes her hair color to red, I give her a mocking smile, until she wants to look like her.

-Because you want to look like something you'll never be. Her smile disappears in a matter of seconds.

-I AM A THOUSAND TIMES BETTER THAN THIS ANYONE and you know damn well how good I am in bed.

-Yes yes, now I have to go talk to Marcelo. Of course she's good but how many men has she had to lie with, I protect myself so I don't catch some disease or get a surprise from a fetus on the way. I let go of her grip.

-Someone's with him, how about we have some fun for now. She bites her lip, looking me up and down, I ignore her and walk straight past her as she screams, and I just think that at last I'll be able to see her face to face.

Ever since I first saw her I've wanted to talk to her ¶and take her to bed¶, but Marcelo is a son of a ***** who looks like he knew the plan, Fabio said he protects the wolf in sheep's clothing from the wolves, the thing is he just said she was his fiancée and future wife and wouldn't let any of us get close, so either he doesn't have the confidence of the size of his friend under him to hold someone or he doesn't have confidence in her loyalty.

I am a few steps away from the door of Marcelo's workshop when the door opens.

-Ne m'attends pas, mon amour.(Don't wait for me, my love)

She opens the door and stamps her face on my chest which makes her go backwards and unbalance by her heels so she doesn't fall.

-Qu'est-ce que c'est!(What is this!)

When she looks at me her anger disappears and our eyes meet her mesmerizing eyes are green like a light, which would give you to know what she is thinking in these few seconds staring at us, when I realize that our mouths are inches apart, just one push and that mouth will be meow, why not... When I think about bringing her a little closer.

-Michelangelo n'a pas montré cette sculpture .(Michelangelo did not show this sculpture) She scans me down, her gaze seems to be *****, her gaze stops between my legs, she bites her lip and quickly slips out of my grasp, I feel an emptiness as she slips out of my arms, I don't know at what moment Marcelo stands up and appears at his wife's side and takes her by the waist and she gives a smile. It seems that Marcelo became alert with me in the workshop.

-I might know who is the wall that almost leads me to see Morpheus. With her French accent and a smile

-My love is Fernando, he is my partner and friend. Fernando I present to you Amelie le pen my fiancée.

-Enchanté.(nice to meet to).She extends her hand and I shake it and notice the diamond on her finger.

-Marcelo interrupts me

-Marcelo interrupts me, "What brings you here so early Fernando. From the looks of it Marcelo is building the wall so I can't get to the princesses

-I didn't know you weren't welcome here. I say this with a dry and defiant tone to which Marcelo raises an eyebrow and challenges me with his gaze.

-Calm down guys, what kind of tension is this? If you're going to fight, I'd like it to be about something more relevant? he says something in her ear and she smiles and looks at me, shaking her hair and the V-neck of her dress to show more of her breasts. When she finishes she gives Marcelo a kiss on the cheek and heads for the door.

-au revoir monsieur Fernando.(goodbye mister Fernando.)

-You're leaving so quickly, I'd like to know more about what Marcelo's famous fiancée is like. I say this with a dry tone and some debauchery on the part of promised.

-I don't have time to stay like an old woman gossiping about life if it's not for something interesting I'll leave the gossipy old lady talking to my fiancé. She walks straight past me and continues on her way, she left me with the word in my mouth. Before closing the door she says

-Ne m'attends pas, mon amour. (Don't wait for me, my love.).Blowing him a kiss and a wink before closing the door. I stare at the door, when I hear the laughter of Marcelo heading towards a mini bar in the workshop I'm not sure if he's laughing at me or at the situation.

-Hahaha Fernando Fernando if it ever crossed your mind that I hid Amélie for fear of a betrayal on her part you are going rotten wrong or that I was afraid one of you would steal her from me..he pours two glasses of whiskey for me and him. I was wrong too...he gives me one glass and drinks the other in one gulp...I just didn't introduce her to you so you wouldn't embarrass yourselves in front of her.

-Hahaha She doesn't seem the type to make us embarrassed.

-She and Lê diable, because she is a demon who likes to make fun, and play like rats of those who to her "I am of no importance".

-And how you won her over.

-From the looks of it, Amélie is not wrong with the "old gossip" thing, I just want you to know that I will protect her from anyone who comes near her, no matter what the cost.

-That's a threat my friend...-He pours another glass and takes a sip...Of course not you are my friend and I know you wouldn't want your friend's wife.But what is the matter that brings you here so early that you haven't told me.

I got up from my chair and walked around the shop.

-I got up from my chair and walked around the workshop, "I came here to find out about the shipment that leaves tomorrow, I don't want there to be any problems.

-Don't worry I will go to the port tomorrow to check everything personally, that's why.

-Of course, because there are millions at stake. Once that's cleared up, I leave. I drink everything from the glass in one gulp and leave the glass on Marcelo's desk, face him for the last time and leave the workshop without saying goodbye.

It's more than clear that this was a threat. I leave the nightclub and get in the car and tell him to go

-We'll see Marcelo which way the band plays or "le biable" goes.

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