by P. Macias
“Later,” replies Eva, with envy.
“Adios,” says Gabriella smiling.
Chapter Twenty-One
They arrive at Christian’s casa. He holds Monique in his arms walking into la casa. He takes her to his bedroom and locks the door.
Hmm, now I want to make love to her in my cama, thinks Christian, taking off her clothes, kissing her, enjoying the texture of her soft skin.
“Baby, tus padres,” moans Monique, blushing. She thinks that his padres could know that they’re in his room.
“Mi Cielo, they’re not home right now. Their car was gone,” murmurs Christian. He kisses his way down to her beautiful breasts, sucking her nipple softly, enjoy the taste. “I want to love you in my cama,” he sets her on his bed, taking off his clothes quickly. With desperation and pasión he loves, feeling her clutch him tightly.
“Baby,” moans Monique, reaching her release at the same moment that Christian did, touching and fusing their almas.
“My Cielo, I dreamed of having you in my cama all week,” says Christian, pulling her closer to him, entwining his legs with hers. “Eres mia, only mia forever,” he proclaims passionately.
“Si Baby, only tuya, now and forever,” responds Monique, feliz, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“My Cielo, I want to purchase our bedroom set. I want to make it our room, just until we get our casa, okay?” asks Christian, gazing into her huge hazel eyes. He observes and verifies her agreement and felicidad.
“Si, baby, that’s a great idea,” replies Monique with pleasure. She kisses him hungrily. Si, now I get to explore and love his amazing chest. She touches, kisses his beautiful chest, making him shudder, burning up with pasión. Hmm my Baby is ready again, thinks Monique, straddling him.
“My Cielo, you’re going to kill me if we continue to make love like this in the next few days. You have to feed me good,” groans Christian. He helps her ride him faster and harder seeing her pleasure.
She bites her lower lip, looks at him as she touches her breasts, making him go crazy with pasión. He turns her over and takes her faster and harder than ever before, loving every minute.
“Baby, I love it when you do that,” whimpers Monique, with pleasure.
“My Cielo!” yells Christian, praying that his padres haven’t returned from the store. They reach their release together, yelling out the other’s names, bonding their almas. I love her yelling my name, thinks Christian, grinning. He pulls her closer to him and falls back. They fall asleep again after so much loving.
“Si, Arturo, Christian esta aque con su esposa,” says his Mama Maria, smiling with pleasure and excitement in meeting Monique.
“Si, mujer, they’re sleeping. Christian always arrives extremely early,” replies his Papa Jose Arturo, smiling. Si, mi hijo is here en casa with his esposa, thinks Papa Jose Arturo.
“Si, lets wake them up,” says Mama Maria with alegria. “I’m making breakfast.”
“Si, Maria, muy buena idea,” says Papa Jose Arturo, nodding in agreement.
“Baby,” whispers Monique, nibbling his jaw, attempting to wake him. Hmmm, he’s so delicious. I love loving him, thinks Monique, running her hands all over his chest. “Baby, your padres are home, I heard them.”
Christian feels her loving and pulls her closer not wanting to wake up. This is so wonderful waking up to my esposa, thinks Christian.
“My Cielo, I want to stay in bed for just a few more minutes,” says Christian. We’re going to be real busy today, thinks Christian.
“Okay, Baby, I want to take a shower,” replies Monique, getting up to get ready to meet his padres.
“Okay, go ahead,” murmurs Christian, rolling over. He falls asleep.
Okay, my Baby must be exhausted from our love making all morning, thinks Monique, going to the shower. I better make sure he eats and rests this weekend. I wonder if his padres will like me. I really hope so because I love Christian. He’s my vida and it will be awful if they don’t like me.
I’m glad that I brought all of the clothes that Christian bought me, hmmm what should I wear. I will wear this nice summer dress. Christian likes to see me in dresses, ponders Monique grinning, getting ready.
Monique stores her clothing away and then looks out into the backyard. Hmm this is nice casa, thinks Monique, smiling. I like the pool. Good thing that I know some of his familia. She turns to observe Christian. I wonder when he will wake up. I’ll just wait here until he does. She walks over to the bookcase and takes a book to read.
About an hour later, Christian wakes up, looking straight at Monique with gusto and smiles. My Cielo is reading my favorite book, thinks Christian observing Monique. She looks hermosa in the summer dress that I bought her. Yeah, she’s my esposa.
Christian stretches, causing Monique to turn to look at him, smiling. “Baby, you’re awake, you must have been real tired,” says Monique.
“Si, my Cielo, I was after all the work you had me do,” replies Christian grinning, watching her blush. My Cielo is so conservative and I like that, thinks Christian, going to her for a beso.
“Baby, you’re so sexy,” says Monique, smiling, loving to see his gorgeous body.
“My Cielo, te amo,” replies Christian, pulling her into his arms to kiss her.
“Baby, I just got ready to meet your padres,” says Monique, enjoying his besos.
Christian wraps her arms around his neck pulling her closer. Damn, she’s always ready for me, thinks Christian, kissing her with all of his pasión. She feels so good in my arms. I better let her go or we will not leave this room all day. We have lots of errands to do.
“Okay, my Cielo, I’ll get ready,” says Christian, grinning and flashing his dimples. He loves to see her eyes full of pasión and her swollen lips.
Christian walks to take a shower, to get ready for the day. He’s ready in five minutes and smiles at Monique.
“Baby, you look so guapo,” says Monique, smiling, loving his dimples.
“Gracias, my Cielo,” replies Christian, grinning, loving that she loves him. “Okay, let’s go introduce you to mis padres,” he pulls her close to his side with his arm around her small waist.
“Si,” replies Monique, anxiously. She wraps her arm around his waist, loving to be so close to him.
They walk into the familia room and he stops, looking at his padres watching TV.
His padres are watching a movie. They look up when they walk into the familia room. They smile, standing to greet Monique.
“Papa, Mama, this is my esposa Monique,” announces Christian to his padres with alegria. “Monique, these are mis padres, Jose Arturo and Maria De La Cruz.”
“Mi hija, welcome to la familia,” says his Mama Maria, bubbling with felicidad. Finally I’m meeting my niño’s esposa, thinks Mama Maria giving her a hug and kiss.
“Si, mi hija, welcome,” says Papa Jose Arturo, giving her a hug and beso. “We’re extremely feliz to finally meet you.”
“Muchas gracias,” replies Monique, blushing with pleasure. She returns their hug and beso. She then returns to Christian, smiling.
“Mi hijo, do you want some lunch?” asks his Mama Maria, looking at what a beautiful couple they make.
“Si, Mama, I’m hungry,” says Christian, grinning. He glances down at Monique, winks, loving to make her blush.
“Good, I made you your favorite. I made you some flautas,” says his Mama Maria, going to the kitchen.
His papa Jose Arturo, Christian, and Monique follow her into the kitchen. They take a seat at the table.
Monique turns to look at his mama Maria. “Is there anything that you need help with,” asks Monique, with shyness getting up to help.
“Si, mi hija, why don’t you get their drinks,” replies Mama Maria, smiling with pleasure. Si, she’s raised well. She’s raised with the Mexican traditional values and you just see it right away, thinks Mama Maria, nodding.
“Señor, what would you like to drink? Baby?” she asks looking at them.
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br /> “Mi hija, una soda,” replies papa Jose Arturo, nodding.
“I want the same,” says Christian, smiling at her.
“Señora, you would like some soda also?” asks Monique, getting the soda out of the refrigerator and setting it on the table.
“Si, mi hija,” replies Mama Maria, nodding.
They sit down and enjoy their lunch, talking about the wedding in Vegas, and the errands that they want to take care of.
“Si, mi hijo, you know we will take care of Monique when you’re at the base,” replies Papa Jose Arturo, smiling with pleasure. Monique is a great niña for mi hijo, thinks Papa Jose Arturo with felicidad, nodding.
“Gracias, padres, you know that I will feel better knowing that she’s in my casa. I will be off my duty in about four months. I will then purchase a casa for us,” says Christian, nodding.
“Oh, mi hijo, that sounds like a great plan,” replies Mama Maria, observing Christian. Si, my hijo is feliz.
“I will also be working at the familia company managing the job sites,” says Christian, smiling, knowing that it makes them muy feliz to hear that.
“This makes me muy feliz. I’m happy that you’re going to work at la familia Company,” responds Papa Jose Arturo, grinning.
“Okay, padre’s, gracias for lunch. We have lots of errands to do today,” says Christian, standing, taking all the plates to the sink. Monique takes all of the glasses to the sink.
“Gracias for lunch,” says Monique, smiling, walking over to Christian.
“Mi hijos, do you think you will be having dinner with la familia?” asks Mama Maria. “Si madre, we’ll be back for dinner. I think we will go out to the club tonight with los primos.”
He takes Monique by the hand.
“Okay, mi hijo,” says his mama, nodding, watching them leave la casa.
They went to the priest and scheduled their wedding date for July 16th. “My Cielo, do you mind stopping at the familia Company? Jose Enrique wants me to stop by,” says Christian, looking at Monique.
“No, I don’t mind,” says Monique, excited that they have a date for their church ceremony.
They arrive at the offices. They walk down the hall. “Baby, I want to go see if Jessy is doing okay,” says Monique, smiling up to him.
“Okay, I will come to get you when I finish my meeting,” says Christian, walking her to Jessy’s office.
Chapter Twenty-Two
“Okay” says Christian, walking into Jose Enrique’s office, falling into the deep burgundy leather chair. He swings his feet up onto the table, waiting for him to get off the phone.
“Thanks for the information,” says Jose Enrique, looking at his primo Christian, motioning for him to close the door.
Christian stands, closes the door with curiosity, wondering what’s up.
“Primo, how are you doing?” asks Jose Enrique, grinning at Christian after his elopement. “Congratulations!”
“Gracias, primo,” replies Christian with felicidad. “What’s up?”
“Primo, we have reason to believe that all of those problemas that we have with the materials is caused by our job site manager Jefferson. Jefferson has been missing since last Friday. I was just talking to the officer and he was telling me that they found Jefferson dead,” says Jose Enrique, standing, to pace his office like a caged animal. He runs his hands through his pelo with anxiety.
“Wow! Do they know who killed him and why?” asks Christian, understanding his stress.
“Primo, Ricky was battered at one of our job sites on Wednesday. Tony found him before he lost too much blood,” replies Jose Enrique, turning to look at Christian. Christian jumps up to walk over to him.
“You’re shitting me!” hollers Christian with rage. “Who would hurt him?” he asks, getting all worked up. “Is this the reason that you wanted to talk to me?”
“Si, primo, there’s lots more incidents that I want to review with you,” replies Jose Enrique, assessing his primo’s reaction to the next information. “The Mexican Cartel has been causing all of this to force us, la familia, to associate with them. They want us to use our company to do some money laundering. Primo, the cartel states that Mr. Lopez recommends us!”
“No fucking way!” says Christian. He walks over to the window to look out. He evaluates the situation to determine the best course of action for the familia. “They’re dangerous and ruthless.”
“Yeah, we know primo. We don’t know what to do to stop them from harassing la familia. I’m afraid for our familia. Now I think that they killed Jefferson. Jefferson, he was supposed to come in on Friday and give us a report of the problemas with the materials,” says Jose Enrique in indignation.
“We put security in place. I know that you noticed when you entered the building,” says Jose Enrique, indicating the badges. “We also have security at our parent’s casas and job sites all day and night.”
“How long has this been going on? Why didn’t you tell me about it?” demands Christian angrily. He fears for la familia. He feels frustration, impotence and rage towards the cartel.
“We received the first call last Friday,” replies Jose Enrique. “Ricky and I prayed, hoped it was a prank call. The caller called us on Monday about the same time in the afternoon.”
“I just know that the government agencies are aware of their calls,” says Christian, pacing, wondering which agency would be monitoring his familia. “Primo, this is serious shit!”
“I know that, that’s why we wanted to inform you so you can help us figure out a way to get rid of them. They also warned us from informing the police. I don’t know who and what else to do,” says Jose Enrique, looking at his primo.
“Damn it all to hell. I need to talk this over with Gabriel. Maybe we can come up with something. I also need to figure out which government agency is monitoring la familia. I know for a fact that is happening,” says Christian, looking at his primo.
“Who else knows about this?” asks Christian, looking at his primo.
“Ricky, Tony, Bella, Paty and Carlos,” replies Jose Enrique, looking at his primo.
“Who in the fucking hell is Carlos?” asks Christian, wondering where he came from and what he’s up to. I bet he’s one of the government agents and has already infiltrated the familia company. Damn! I wonder how they got in so fast. Christian waits to see what his primo has to say about Carlos.
“Primo, he’s a great amigo of mine from college. He called me on Monday asking for my help with his legal contracts. He asked if Paty could help him since she’s an attorney. I felt it was no problema since I have known him forever. He’s also right now marrying Paty. They eloped to Vegas and nobody knows,” replies Jose Enrique, looking at Christian’s face go into all sorts of emotions.
Damn! He’s an agent and that’s how he infiltrated my familia company. But what’s up with the elopement? I need to know if anybody else has infiltrated, ponders Christian, with alarm.
“Primo, I need to know who else has been in our management office. Did Carlos recommend anybody for anything?” asks Christian, waiting for Jose Enrique to respond. Damn it! I can see that there’s another agent here now and maybe I can talk to him.
“Primo, my amigo, Carlos, highly recommended his amigo for our financial consultant in 401k that we’re thinking of implementing, stocks, and investment of our money,” responds Jose Enrique, looking at Christian with curiosity.
Yeah that’s them, damn it. Should I show up where he’s at or should I have Jose Enrique call him to the conference room? “Primo, who’s working with this dude and what’s his name?” asks Christian, trying to decide on his action plan.
“Christian, he’s working with Bella since she’s in charge of our finances and employees,” replies Jose Enrique, looking at Christian turn white.
“No way in hell! Fucking no!” barks Christian, pacing, thinking of a plan. “I need to meet him without alerting them. Shit, they will know who I am and what I do.”
“What are you talkin
g about, primo?” asks Jose Enrique, all confused with Christian’s comments.
I can’t allow Jose Enrique to know that he has government agents in the offices every day. He will freak out. Damn it, the government agency will get pissed off at me, ponders Christian. I need to check this dude out without alerting him that I know who he is. Yes, that’s what I need to do now.
“Okay, primo, I will think about what to do. Don’t talk to anybody else about this. I need to go and check out this dude with Bella,” says Christian, exiting his office, striding down the hall to his hermana’s office.
What the hell? What’s Christian up to. Why is he so stressed out about Gregory? Is there something that I haven’t noticed, contemplates Jose Enrique, watching Christian leave.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Bella’s door is locked and Christian knocks with urgency. He knows that Bella doesn’t close or locks her door. Hmmm what’s going on here? I better act like I don’t notice anything so I don’t alert this agent that I’m on to him, thinks Christian.
Bella opens the door. She looks flushed and well kissed. “Hermano, you’re home,” she hugs Christian and steps back. “Hermano, I want you to meet my novio, Gregory Preston McKenzie,” says Bella happily.
“Tu novio?” asks Christian, surprised. He scrutinized the dude, noticing that he’s measuring him up also.
“Si, hermano, he’s the one,” replies Bella, ecstatic that she has found the one, her alma gemela.
“I see, Hermana, and I’m truly feliz for you,” replies Christian, smiling at Bella’s happy face.
“It’s great to meet you, McKenzie,” says Christian, shaking his hand. “So when is the wedding taking place?” I know that they have been together by the love bites on Bella’s neck. She told me she’ll not wait. I’ll damn well make sure there’s a wedding, thinks Christian, with rage.
Greg observes Christian. I know damn well that Christian knows who I am and Carlos. He’s trying to control his frustration and anger in this situation. To top it off, he knows about Bella and me. He wants us married fast. I don’t blame him. He’s who he is for a reason and I respect that. Okay, I will play, ponders Greg.