by Mari Sillva
-I do not know, she did not tell me. - He twisted his lips, rolling his eyes under his sunglasses.-"She thinks I'm a thug who's chasing her daughter.
He scratched his head awkwardly his hair always cut low, almost shaven. Julius had a big heart, was sensitive to these things of love. When she loved him intensely, her heart was broken several times she was very frightened when she felt she was starting to get interested in someone else.
-But you are a thief, creature! And somehow he is chasing her daughter, yes, she has every reason to be suspicious - Li shouted in the ear of the partner.
- I know, but she does not know! You're judging me by appearance, just because I'm big and muscular, I hate wearing a suit. This is very unfair, did not even give me a chance to explain why I needed to talk to her daughter. -He whined, remembering the short conversation he'd had with Maria Joaquim. The woman caught his attention in a different, intense way. It was as if they had known each other for many years, maybe another life.
-So you traveled here behind my daughter to say that a pipe broke out in her apartment and it's all flooded? - Maria Joaquim was frowning, her hands on her hips, ready to attack and defend her offspring if necessary.
-I am very good at what I do, madam, in everything!
A shiver ran through Maria Joaquim's body, impure thoughts in her mind. He asked God for forgiveness mentally. She was the mother of a family, and she could not think of that sort of thing, especially with a man she had just met, but who moved her so much.
-And how did you get in here? - It's in the fact that he's not a guest. She looked up at him, admiring a mountain of six-foot-tall muscles.
Julius, in fact, was not dressed for the occasion, did not have to be too smart to know he should not be there. He wore a long, black, thick, pocketed coat with dark, tight jeans tucked into long-sleeved suede boots.
-What's wrong with my clothes? - Replied Julius.
-What's wrong with her? - Maria Joaquim spoke without thinking and the Mexican looked at her and wondered where Jesse had inherited such sweetness and delicacy since that woman was not! And much less his father, who was a corrupt cop.
-I do not have to stay here listening to your rudeness! - Where I come from, if someone comes to a party no matter how dressed, it will be well treated the same way. Julius was ruder than he wanted to, neither of them knew the reason for the dislike of each other but as Blade had told Jesse one day,-Whoever looks around wants to buy it.
-For God's sake, Julius! - We with a problem of this and you think about a woman? We have to find Blade and go back to Los Angeles soon. -Thank God, Bobbi was not at all suspicious when we got the idea of him spending the week at his girlfriend's house. There is no safer place than the house of the consecrated Judge Thompson in Washington. If the Mascot knows what's going on, he's going to be in complete despair, -Li burst out. There was no trace of the playfulness he used to be on his face. The Chinese quickly wiped away a tear that slid down an Eastern face, by which time Julius was in tears as well.
-I'm afraid of Blade's reaction when I know."You're going to want revenge and end up making a big mistake, - Julius snorted worriedly.
-No matter what his reaction may be, but yes, we have to let him know what has happened and be what God want to be prepared to see hell being opened right before our eyes, releasing the worst demons that exist within Blade Maldonado.
Li and Julius exchanged glances, both of them worried about what was to come from then on. And so they headed the way, scanning the last Toronto hotels that were missing. Blade knew very well to hide when he wanted, was good at it. I just wanted to be with your angel without being bothered by anything or anyone.
After they slept for a few more hours and made love for much of the morning, Blade woke at 2:00 AM rubbing her eyes, irritating herself as she ran her hand over Jesse's side and found nothing. He got up in search of her, wrapped in a light blue sheet with half dragging across the floor, her hair all messed up, like a sly child looking for her mother.
He found her in the kitchen, making his "afternoon" coffee, or at least trying. Jesse had his back against the counter, wearing only the long-sleeved white shirt that was part of the tuxedo he had worn in the night, just that and nothing more. His hair was tied to the top of his head with a rubber band, some loose curls, singing praise that spoke about God's love and how he was merciful to his children.
In fact, her voice sounded like an angel, Blade thought, standing in the doorway watching her as she cut some strawberries into small pieces to place on the fruit salad. He lifted his left foot barefoot to the back of his calf and rubbed it lightly with the tip of his big finger, in a very sensual way. She had to be careful not to drag her to bed again and spend the rest of the day there.
-Good afternoon, little one, - Blade said in a low, charming voice and warmed the whole kitchen and also Jesse's heart, who turned his head back to look at him, handsome, sleepy, holding the sheet high of the waist.
- Good morning honey! - Jesse opened a lovely, indeed charming, smile that, accompanied by the word "love," in that angelic tone, was passionate. That hair tied up with a few loops of elastic loops was the most beautiful scene he had ever seen. Your angel never looked beautiful as at that moment. He thought about how he could hate her so much when he first met her. If she could not stand her voice before, now she could not live without it.
-I could get used to this scene every day of my life, - he said more to her than to her in a passionate sigh.
- Me too. -Jesse stared at his naked tattooed chest, the sexiest thing in the world for her. -Of course, - he added, seeing the naughty face with which he looked at her legs.
Blade looked like a sex machine, always wanting more and more. Last night barely finished one round and was ready for another.
- I did not like waking up and not seeing you by my side I hope this does not happen again. -His tone was serious and menacing. He closed his face with a huge thud.
-I only wish that when my love woke, - he had a beautiful breakfast table, or rather, in the afternoon.
Blade glanced sideways to find a table with several kinds of healthy things: natural orange juice, scrambled eggs, plum yogurt, milk and strong coffee, among many other things. He assessed everything up close, without haste.
-When did you learn to cook? - He asked suspiciously, his eyebrow arched.
-Actually, I called the hotel kitchen and asked for everything. But I paid with my card. As Sister Florence's Angel Home received a fat donation from someone mysterious and who will give them a good living for decades and even pay for the children's college, they no longer need my help my salary is now all over. Go build a new house for the kids to change! I was so happy for them, God blessed that person, wherever she is! - Jesse commented with shining eyes, not knowing that this "such person" was standing before her now, sitting at the table in one of the six wooden chairs painted white, listening to everything, attentive.
-Did you use your card to pay, Jesse? Be silly spending your money for nothing I can buy this whole hotel for you if you want. -Blade regretted it as soon as he spoke Jesse had lowered his head holding the small pot of the fruit salad. He had hurt her, which he never promised to do again.
-I do not want your money, Blade, by the way, I was going to tell you that I can´t accept the gifts you bought for me. You can have your coffee, I'll take my shower. -He set the pot of fruit salad on the table beside the plate of buttery biscuits.
-You're not going anywhere, let's shower together later. Please excuse me, angel! Do not be angry with me, I'm not good at thinking before you speak. And the gifts are yours, just like me and everything that is mine. - He grabbed Jesse's arm and pulled her into his lap gently.
-I do not care about your money, Blade, only from you. - She wrapped her arms around his neck, hiding her face against his chest. He lightly smoothed Jesse's back with his fingertips.
-You might think it's because my money is dirty, but as I know you well, angel, I would not accept
it even if I were the pope. - She's too stubborn, she struggles to be independent, and she does not admit that anyone takes it from you. Respect and admire this! She smiled, her eyes watering, touched by Blade in such a short time to know better than anyone.
-I'll keep the dress, the flowers, and the sandals, too, because you should never deny Prada anything. - Jesse laughed out loud. But he just said that not to make him feel so bad, and Prada is Prada, it's not something you should ever refuse! But the jewels, would not accept, should be worth a fortune.
-And the Red Riding Hood fantasy, too, I want you to use it for me again and again. - He squeezed her thighs, biting her shoulder.
- Pervert!- Jesse slapped Blade's back.
- Delicious! -He slapped her ass openly, pulling open the sheet and shoving Jesse inside.
Blade's hunger had nothing to do with breakfast, but with the "main course."
- To Blade! It does not start you have to try to eat something. -Jesse was trying to shake off his thrusts, looking like an octopus, his hands wandering all over his body at the same time.
-I'm done, - said the bastard, sliding his hands between Jesse's legs. It was hard to stop a man like Blade, almost impossible.
-I set the coffee table with such affection for you, to thank you for the wonderful evening of yesterday, but you did not even look at it, - Jesse said, pouting.
- Damn it! It's ok! - He said, stopping to kiss her neck reluctantly.
-Can I feed you? - Jesse looked down, his hands twitching nervously.
Blade thought about how she was still afraid of him, maybe he'd never get the bad impression he'd caused her since they met. It was obvious she was still quite afraid of him, of saying anything and receiving some rudeness in response.
- Sure, little one. - Then she grinned and took a piece of the strawberry she had cut and put it in his mouth. Besides savoring, it, he made a point of sucking the tip of Jesse's finger, looking into his eyes a simple but erotic act. And so it was throughout the cafe, which seemed more like a mating ritual.
-I want to make a pact with you to make it work. - Jesse pointed at her, then at him. -We'll always talk about everything. - And there will be no lies between us, ever. And we will not hide anything from each other, however, bad the problem, let's try to solve. No matter how much we fight during the day, we will never sleep in brigades. They were still sitting at the table, her on his lap. Jesse was so intrigued that Blade soon realized that she was serious.
- I bought the building you live in and I had your apartment reformed, I regret nothing! And I'd do it all over again to keep you safe, angel, -she said defensively, studying Jesse's face for some sign of irritation.
-I knew it, but I was waiting for you to be ready to tell me. - On the day of our first time in her hideaway in the mountains, I saw her mother's music box, which disappeared from my apartment, hidden inside the drawer of the dresser in the wardrobe, I was looking for a towel. By the way, since I am now in good financial condition, I rented a cool place near my mother's house and will change soon. She wanted me to go back to her house, but I did not think so. I am independent now, as you know this is important to me. But I also want to be closer to her, a few blocks away is already more than perfect, I will be able to see her every day.-Jesse was never so happy everything was starting to get more than right.
-So you're not angry with me, little one? - Blade's eyes were wide-eyed, perhaps for fear of losing her. He was not used to having many good things in his life that he had feared to lose, so much hype in Bobbi's care.
-Only if you do not take me for sightseeing in Toronto, as normal couples do when they're on the road. - The bandit nodded more calmly.
-Our covenant is sealed, without lies or secrets! - Blade squeezed Jesse's hand, steady as in the world of crime, where no one goes back on his word once said. -We will be one, two bodies, with the same soul. And nothing will separate us, without lies, secrets, and fears. We'll be together, whatever happens, -he concluded. That would, in fact, be a pact that would last for all of life and beyond.
- Forever! You promise? - Jesse looked at him and smiled.
- Forever! Promise! - Blade kissed her lips.
-Just one more thing, what's your real name? - She asked curiously, making him fumble in his chair.
-I can´t talk, that's the only thing that's going to be a secret between us. - He cut the subject, no chance of agreement.
This was a confidential and family affair. Blade took it very seriously because it was a promise he'd made to his father. The real name was to use in case of urgency if things got ugly and needed to change their identity.
- It's ok! - She snapped.
Blade did not care, took her in his lap and led her toward the bedroom throwing her on the bed tickling her Jesse's laughter flooded the room.
After that, they showered together. They dressed in thick clothes from head to toe and strolled all afternoon in many beautiful places like the CN Tower, the Royal Ontario Museum and the Casa Loma. They reached the cover with their kisses, intending to date the rest of the day, but knocked on the door as soon as they closed it. Maldonado put Jesse behind him before looking into the keyhole to see who it was. Her heart stopped when she saw that it was Li and Stephen, they both looked nervous. Worried that it was something to Bobbi, the heart almost stopped beating.
- What happened? -Jesse asked worriedly, seeing as Blade had turned pale.
-I will know now! - He opened the door so hard he almost pulled her out.
- Thank God we found you! We've been looking for you since yesterday. -Blade did not like the strange expression on Julius's face. There was something very wrong going on.
- What are you doing here? And who was taking care of Bobbi? With Stephen, I suppose. I thought I would not go back now, that I would stay there for a little longer. - Jesse felt a tense mood in the air, took the hand of his beloved.
- Bobbi is at his girlfriend's house, the judge's daughter safe with them. The problem is another, with Stephen... He... -Li sniffed, unable to complete the sentence, holding the cry.
-What about Stephen? - Blade shouted nervously.
- His mother was not sick at all, he did not even get out of the Casino that day.
Blade was petrified at the words of the Mexican, his eyes all day in hyacinth blue, now dark as night. Jesse squeezed his hand even harder, afraid to hear what was coming.
-Where is Stephen then? Fuck you! -Blade's heart was tight as if it were coming out of his chest at any moment.
-It was left at our door, practically dead. Julius threw the bomb, watching the destructive effect it had on Blade. - The impact was so great that he came to take a step back with his hand on his chest, totally destroyed.
-See it with your own eyes, shoot it and put it in his pocket. - Li took Stephen's cell phone and showed a Video into it for Blade to see.
The Englishman was sitting in an iron chair with his hands tied back. He still wore the disguise as a waiter at the Casino, a white suit with a black bow tie. They had cut the full hair that he loved so much and his face was full of purple spots and very swollen. Even though already delivered and with the head fallen forward, they did not stop hitting him, it was punch after punch. They shouted all the time: -Where is Maldonado? Tell him or he will die. - But Estevão did not say anything, he would never betray his partner, in the world of crime loyalty was everything to a bandit. He would die, but he would not speak. The saddest thing was to see the crow's despair seeing everything outside the window in the background. The blackbird was flapping its wings quickly, utterly desperate, striking the glass with its beak and using too much force, trying to get in to help the owner. Blade knew what the animal was feeling, after all his will was the same, get in the video and take his friend there.
-What, Jesse, did you recognize any of them? - Julius asked, seeing the young woman cry compulsively looking at one of the attackers, all masked.
- Yes, this is my father. - She pointed his finger at the cell phone sc
reen.
The Major was the one who beat Estevão with more cruelty, blows full of hatred. Jesse would know that haughty voice anywhere, his wickedness was unique.
-Does your father work for Matteo Castelli? - My God! The cops are a thousand times worse than us, at least we do not pretend to be nice. I knew that I could not trust this bad race, that I'd send them all to hell. If we had not rushed to the hospital, Stephen would be dead by now.
Li dashed to Jesse's side. But Julius held him, preventing him from getting close to her, which flinched even more behind Blade crying too much. Carter understood the rage of the Chinese, in his place would also hate her. She liked him, knew he was only nervous and would never touch a finger on her.
-Calm down, man, Jesse is not blame on anything! - Stephen's condition is serious, but it will come out of this and be with us again. Now he has a reason to live, his girlfriend. Julius stepped out in defense of the investigator, but he was also quite nervous to see her father beating his friend.
He had found hundreds of lost calls on Estevão's cell phone since he disappeared and love messages from a certain "Nayla" saying how much he loved and missed him, worried about his disappearance. At this, Julius contacted the girl and told him about him and the hospital where he was in serious condition. She rushed to the scene and would not leave him until it was good.
- But her father is! - Blade's voice was scary, his tone charged with vengeance clenched fists and dark red eyes radiating hate. The demon inside him had been released with blood lust. Without another word, he walked toward the door without looking back at Jesse.
-Where are you going, Blade? - Julius asked as he was already walking through the door, doing it right in the middle of it.
- Break even!
He turned his head back to look at Jesse who was in a frightening way. He had never looked at her like that, not even when he was very nervous. And so Maldonado left and no one dared to stop him, even because they knew it would be in vain.
Chapter 28
