Chapter Eleven-Aline

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I got back home feeling so sad and exhausted after a stressful day, today wasn't it at all for me.....first of all it was Mr Rodriquez cancelling in all appointments just to stay in his office all day with Patricia increasing my suspicion about him- does he  

'you're such a teenage waste of space'

Was I harsh towards her? no I shouldn't feel guilty for retaliating, she doesn't hesitate to say worse about me and my mother! Patricia deserves those harsh words from me more than anything.

Am I a bad person for being so glad Marquez called me back and not her?....

Oh fuck I don't like Marquez do I?

Shit I think I'm attracted to him! It explains why I keep dreaming about him and his lips on mine!

I need a relaxing bath and a good sleep. Maybe my thoughts about Marquez would ease down a little. I gaped with excitement when I saw Marquez sat at the doorstep of my apartment, he's here!..... Marquez is here!

No Aline don't get too excited! Be angry at him instead!

Why's he? to see me?

I look horrible though! I quickly brought out my small compact mirror and noticed my face look so pale and tiring, I don't look pretty at all! he can't see me like this! I applied some powder and was so glad there was no visible mark on my cheek due to Patricia's slap, I tied my already rough hair in a small bun making sure it looks good on me.

Good now I look like myself again!....

I jumped out of my car excitedly and was stunned to see him watching me thoroughly, oh my God! He saw everything! how embarrassing!....

His lips twitched in a small smile, it's been two days ince I last saw him and it's like I haven't seen him in months! The neatly grey suit he wore has a sharp look on him, he looks so gorgeous! His hands were tucked in his pocket, right now he didn't look like he worked for a mafia, he's the mafia boss.

A delicious mafia boss I get

"I'm guessing you don't know how to pick a call".

I shook. A deep hue tinged on my cheeks, I can't believe I'm blushing right now. Why?

"What are you doing here?".

"Rude. Is this how you welcome a guest? I've been here for three hours". His eyebrow rose causing my heart beating fast.

"You've been here for hours?why?!". I was stunned again. He's a conglomerate business man, working for one myself I know how much they value their time and work on appointments only but he's here..for three hours waiting up for me?

He left my question unanswered as I brought out my house keys and invited him in.

"Are you and your mom close?". He questioned as he stared at the portrait of I and Jenna together.

"Yeah very close, what about you?".

"What about me?".

"I mean your mom?are you two close?".

"No". His reply was subtle.

Oh....

"I'm guessing you and your dad must be close then".

"No".

He doesn't want to talk about his parents, I observed immediately. There was already a tensed atmosphere between us, I wanted to ease it down.

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