My Enemy’s Daughter

HENRICO

“Do you know the exact date and address of this club?” I ask.

“It’s happening tomorrow night at Vazz nightclub, you know what it is.

Yes, I knew. It was one of my favorite clubs when I was younger.

“I’m going to need a mask.” to speak.

“No, we’re going to need two masks. He surprises me by saying, but I decide not to question it, it’ll be nice to have someone I know to manage my anger.

My grandfather said that there is no place warmer than America, and I loved growing up here, despite Zattani Farm being on the border of New York and Queens, occupying a large green territory, there is a small village nearby and grandma considered all the inhabitants members of our family, so when he left my parents donated land and the village expanded. Despite being a private man, I am happy to see everyone who saw me grow up at the farm door welcoming me. Still, I don’t feel welcome or comfortable in my own home, my thoughts are far away and lost in memories. I haven’t been here for a long time and the changes are visible. Everyone seems to think twice about what to say when they talk to me.

I roll up the sleeves of my shirt and smile once more at the kind, loving woman who has worked for my family since I was very young.

“I’ll go upstairs.” I declare, impatient with all the delay that lunch took. A few glances dart my way quickly, all the attention is suffocating, it’s like it’s my first day in jail all over again, and I’m one hell of an attraction.

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The older woman shrugs, giving me a sad, disappointed look. I growl low, getting up and coming to stand next to him.

“It was all delicious, my Goddess.” I say, placing a kiss on his already gray hair.

Not allowing time for any protest from Guilhermino, I go up the stairs and head towards my old room, the same one I shared with her and spent the best days of my life.

I grip the doorknob hard, breathing heavily and unhurriedly. As soon as the door opens and my eyes confirm my suspicion, my heart races, nothing has been changed or added.

It’s like the past isn’t so far away, like she’s going to walk through the same door as me, declare that everything was a nightmare and kiss me hard.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath, believing I can still smell her.

My chest hurts from the memories, the damn day when everything started to fall apart, somehow I knew something would happen. It’s like I can see the whole scene.

The blonde hair spread across my pillow, the angelic and serene image, makes me let her sleep a little longer. I get into a cold, solitary shower, relax as soon as the water makes contact with my muscles, and try not to think that in a few hours I’ll have to deal with the unwanted visit from my father-in-law and his bastard family. My wife was tense most of the night and I had to be patient and affectionate to make her forget what I had to face today, but I myself am restless with the arrival of possible guests, these three months of marriage have given me time to hear and read many stories of the Leal family, and I am sure that all this cordiality is nothing more than a pretext for the old dog to find a way to separate me from his firstborn, I know very well that I am a thorn in his side and that his plans for her did not include a marriage to a simple farmer. Damn, I don’t need him for nothing.

“Henrico?” Three knocks on the door and a sweet voice bring me back, I turn off the shower and push aside the divider that separates the two parts of the bathroom and head for the door, capturing on the way one of the white towels that are always available in the cabinet below the sink.

“Hi, my angel.” I say as soon as I see her standing in front of me, looking at me with the blue and large bilas that soften my soul. Everything is serene and peaceful with her. I kiss her forehead and watch her disappointed expression.

What happened?

“I wanted to take a shower with you.” She declares, making her thin lips form a small pour. I smile at his sweet way.

“Sorry, but you slept so well I didn’t want to wake you up.”

“I should have, I feel like I need a bath with my husband’s cat before this day starts. An eyebrow in her direction, tracing back the three steps I’d taken away from her.

” Hey Princess. You don’t have to deal with all this, I can kick your father and those two out of here if you want, just ask me. She laughs softly, evaluating my words for a second and signaling in the negative. I would gladly do that.

“You really didn’t like them without even knowing it.” He sighs, giving me a gratifying look. I smile back, pulling his face to mine until my mouth is close to his ear. “I’ve heard many stories about the Leal Family, baby.”

Oh yeah? She pushes me away and crosses her arms. Where exactly?

“Guilhermino showed me some gossip sites. I shrug, going back to the closet.”

“Two gossips is what you are, two grown men searching a gossip site.”

“You can say anything, but these sites have given me important information about my wife.” I shoot, keeping my back and little by little I put on black underwear, the kind she says makes me extremely hot.” Impossible, she declares, displaying the explosive temper that one of the sites commented on.

“Yes, he deserved it.” I nod, bringing his attention to my lips. “I want you inside me,” he says.

His words pique my interest, I bare his body with my mind and I’m ready to give him what he wants when someone slams the door and interrupts us. Damn!

“WHAT IS IT, BITCH?” I fire angrily and get a chuckle from the other side of the door. b “Your father-in-law is outside, honey.” Out of here. Idiot.

“They arrived earlier than expected.” Aurora comments and I try to walk towards her and wrap her in my arms protectively. Although I’ve never had so many women before, she knew exactly how to treat one out of bed, I’m not one to lose control in the face of arousal, but Aurora managed to satisfy me with a wet, naughty kiss.

She is married to someone else.

This is a daily reminder of what I need to do myself. For every day I spent in prison, it was one more day I worked to get richer here, read about management and business, made friends there. I gave Guilhermino the exact instructions and he followed them, I still don’t have the exquisite last name, although I’m very proud of what I have, but I have the money necessary to face Augusto Leal and all his gang.

I still don’t know what happened or who else is behind my arrest, but I’m ready for another fight and I don’t care about the consequences.

The first round starts tomorrow night.