4- Now I´m the boss
Helena closed the back door of the club tightly, still holding it in case that strange and dangerous man decided to come back in.
As she clung to the door as if her life depended on it, Helena couldn't calm the pounding of her heart.
"What is happening to me?" She wondered inside herself, feeling that her entire body was trembling and an infernal heat invaded every corner of her being as if she were covered in a thousand clothes and not naked with two tiny pieces of cloth.
Those eyes black as night, so dangerous and full of red flags had overwhelmed her like no man had ever done before.
All her life she had thought that love and sex were unimportant things, giving priority to her studies and keeping her parents' business afloat.
Why was she now thinking inappropriately of that thug?
Helena couldn't help but imagine how those firm buttocks would feel between her hands and how she would know that mouth had kissed her hand.
“Probably tobacco, coffee and whiskey,” she thought, tasting her own mouth, which was now salivating uncontrollably.
-Lola! Your half hour break has already passed! "What are you doing that you're not polishing the pipe with your beautiful body?" Her unpleasant boss screeched.
"I'm coming!" She exclaimed, coming to her senses, shaking her head as if she were removing that rich boy from her thoughts.
In reality, she no longer needed the money from that miserable joint.
That mysterious young man, whom she had not asked her name, had given her the money she needed to pay off the debt with the neighborhood bullies.
But the young brunette did not want to make her boss angry, she knew that would be a problem, and having more conflicts with bullies was not in her plans.
“So much that you fought with two Italian gangsters in that alley” she thought, laughing with amusement.
It had been a long time since the young she had felt as alive as she did when she beat the shit out of those two men.
She felt how adrenaline ran through her veins, how her body sweated and her heart beat full of emotion.
She would be lying if she said she hadn't enjoyed it.
-Lola! Move your butt on stage, your clients miss you! -Her boss shouted again.
-Yes, I'm coming, sir!
“The best thing will be to forget that this ever happened”
Helena returned to her house in the company of dawn.
She was exhausted after a night of non-stop dancing plus the extra fight.
The young dancer and fighter carried the heels in one of her hands, walking barefoot on the cold asphalt. Her feet were red and welted from the shoes she was not used to wearing, since she always walked in sneakers.
She entered her family's store almost collapsing on the floor if it weren't for her uncle holding her in her arms.
"Are you okay, honey?" He asked worried.
The young woman nodded her head, murmuring an incomprehensible complaint.
"I just have to sleep for a few hours before I go to school," she whispered, almost entering the world of dreams in the man's arms.
-Why don't you stay and rest today?
The brunette shook her head.
-I can't... I have an exam today.
He couldn't lose his perfect grade, that way he would be able to keep the half scholarship he had gotten thanks to his good performance.
Then he got back up and took out the $500 plus the extra money he had earned at the club from his small purse.
The uncle looked dumbfounded at so much money together.
-How did you get it? There will not be…
"No!" she exclaimed, red as a tomato. "I only had good tips, nothing more," she lied. "Here..." she exclaimed, placing the money in the man's hand and closing it. "Pay the rent and buy food with the rest, surely today late from college and I won't have the time.
"Don't worry," she said, putting the money away. "Now go to sleep," she exclaimed, pushing her niece to the mezzanine.
Helena didn't protest and she crawled into bed falling asleep before her head hit the pillow.
"And sign this too, please," exclaimed the White family lawyer.
Iván signed the entire stack of papers with reluctance and with his mind far away from there, on a mysterious woman who had left him speechless and who he could not get out of her mind.
-Is that all? -She asked with annoyance, she had kept him in front of the desk all morning.
The lawyer nodded.
"Then go, I need to be alone," he ordered harshly.
The lawyer bowed and left, being escorted by Iván's bodyguard.
"You stay..." he ordered the man.
-What do you need, sir? -Asked his faithful bodyguard.
"Lola García," the jet-black man said thoughtfully.
-What happens with that name? Should we get rid of it?
-No!- the man screamed- Not that...- he growled- I need you to find out more about her, she is... short about this height- he said making a gesture with his hand- petite but toned, with brown hair to the waist and eyes. honey color- he described it fascinated while the bodyguard nodded his head memorizing the information- Do you think you can locate it for me?
-Of course sir, I'll start right now-
"Very good," he smiled satisfied, leaning in the leather chair and turning towards the large window from where he could contemplate the nocturnal city that belonged to him, hoping that his reunion with the woman would be soon.
After a few hours, his bodyguard showed up at his office.
-Mr. White...
"Did you get anything?" He asked impatiently.
The man nodded and handed him an open laptop with a black and white video on the screen.
He hit play.
-We got the video from the alley's security camera. Is that her, sir? .
Once again the young gangster was amazed by the skillful movements of that mysterious woman, now he could appreciate it better, she really had a perfect technique.
Which made him doubt if she really wasn't an undercover spy.
"Yes, it's her," he exclaimed. "Can you show me the video?"
-Clear-
-Well, continue with the search, well done.
-Yes sir.
Iván watched the security camera video over and over again.
Every time he hit play again, her obsession with Lola grew more and more, he wanted her close to him, he wanted to know more about her and if she also had those skills in bed.
"How do you feel, dad?" The young mafia member asked when he entered his father's room.
"Good," the annoyed man said.
Iván knew that his father did not like to do anything all day, he was sure that he wanted to return to his work.
But now, more than ever, Iván wanted to remain in charge.
-I found out what happened last night.
-Your idiot partner tried to murder me.
The young mobster did not expect his father to laugh at this.
-What's funny? "I just said he tried to murder me," he growled.
"Typical of the tano," the man exclaimed amused. "The important thing here is that you are alive, that shows that you are capable of managing the business."
What happened to him?
His son was almost shot to death and he just says stupid things.
"If it weren't for a stranger saving my life, she wouldn't be here today," he admitted.
His father raised an eyebrow in confusion, as if he had not understood what his son said.
-I don't understand... are you referring to our men?
Ivan shook his head.
-They arrived too late, if it had depended on them I would already have a bullet in my head.
-And then? -Asked the boss, knowing that later he was going to fire a couple of useless people.
"A woman," he exclaimed somewhat embarrassed, with his cheeks blushing.
The raven young man was not surprised when his father began to laugh out loud until he ended up coughing hard.
Ivan rolled his eyes.
"It's ridiculous," she exclaimed, wiping away a treacherous tear. -A woman? Beating the tano bullies? Impossible!
Ivan did not blame his father for not believing him, he himself would have laughed at something like that, if he had not seen it he would not have believed it possible.
"Then see with your own eyes," he said, showing his father the video from his phone.
Mr. Withe's smile automatically faded from his face as he watched the woman effortlessly knock out the two men.
Her eyes widened exaggeratedly and she began to sweat on her forehead.
This surprised Ivan.
Yes, it was strange what he was seeing.
But his father seemed more terrified and shocked than surprised.
-Do you believe me now?- Iván exclaimed when the video ended.
His father was silent for a few seconds, as if he was processing what he had just seen in front of his old eyes.
"Incredible," he exclaimed, rubbing his chin, thoughtful.
Ivan nodded his head in agreement.
"She would be a good bodyguard for me," he said more to himself than to his father.
-That? "A female bodyguard?" His father exclaimed indignantly. "Don't you think it would be humiliating for the family?" He protested furiously, imagining what his colleagues would say about that.
Ivan completely ignored him, as long as his father was lying in that bed, he was in control.
-I already told our men to look for her, she has to be part of our Elite corps whether she wants to or not. – He sentenced.
"Do you dare to contradict me?" the man warned.
Ivan could hear the pulse machine that was connected to his mother speed up.
"Father, now I am in charge, until you recover, you said it yourself," he declared, and without saying anything else, he turned around and left there.