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Now, she will have no choice but to become collateral damage in the war that’s been decades in the making.
Because she dared to do the unthinkable.
Fall for a soulless and cursed man who’s soaked in darkness.
She will have to pay the price for it because everything has consequences.
After all, la vida es despiadada.
Life is ruthless.
And so am I.
CHAPTER THREE
“Everyone knows what right and wrong means.
Unfortunately…
It doesn’t always stop you from indulging in what your heart desires.”
Jimena
Jimena
“Home sweet home,” I whisper as George pulls by the iron gates, and several security guards jump up, dipping their heads and grinning at me.
“Hi, Miss Cortez.” They greet me since my window is open and wave at me. “Welcome back home!”
“Hi, guys, and thank you!” I wave back, although my brow furrows at all these security guards because, why do we need so many? “How have you been?”
“Peachy. Got married in the spring.” One of them shows off his ring to me and puffs his chest out proudly. “So I’m delighted.”
“Congratulations.”
He opens his mouth to say something else when George interrupts him. “Open the damn gates, Bob. She had a long flight and has no time for chitchat.”
His cheeks heat, and he nods, yelling at the other guards. “Press the button!” He flashes me another grin. “I’m always right here, Miss Jimena.”
I stifle a laugh as George shakes his head and roars the engine back to life because everyone in my house knows I love good gossip. Bob is the biggest gossiper among the staff and loves to share.
When you’re raised in a house that’s permanently coated in sorrow, you tend to find gossip refreshing and fun as it pulls you away from the misery constantly floating in the air.
“Have a nice day, guys,” I tell them just as George flies through the open gates and drives on the narrow asphalt surrounded by the emerald-green grass.
Sighing, I rest my head against my seat and drink in the beauty revealed to my view, and despite the ache in my chest, I still find an odd solace as warmth envelops me and reminds me that this is my sanctuary.
Even from myself.
A magnificent garden is seen where roses, orchids, and other blooming flowers are arranged in various shapes and forms, creating a magical place one can get lost in for hours.
As a little girl, I used to come up with endless stories, forcing everyone to tag along and pretend we lived in some fantasy land where we had to defend it from an evil sorcerer.
I was always careful not to touch or harm the flora and fauna around us because the garden reminded my parents of my older brother, and as such, it was a sacred place where everything could be admired…but never ever changed or destroyed.
In the distance, several alcoves are dotted around, various flowers growing from the walls, and it’s the perfect place to get lost in a book while drinking some hot chocolate and enjoying the light breeze caressing your skin.
Or hide away so you won’t have to listen to your mother’s cries or see your dad lock himself away in his office and drink a whole bottle of whiskey by himself.
