Running along the alley, I was now breathless. I didn't believe it when he told me his name the first time. I thought he was joking since he had a great humor. But now after seeing his real face I believe in it and I run there to save my skin but...
She was right, I was a simple Detective and I was thinking of the job of the FBI. What if I did the wrong thing by choosing detective over FBI. I wanted Sanchez in jail badly but it can either cost my job or cost my life. Both was a huge risk. I love my job as much as I love the population. I agreed to Chloe and end up looking for Michael... We did find it and I filled a protection order for Erik's family. After all I promised him to protect his family. I didn't had protection from the laws but I did got protection from the Anonymous. Sasha did her best to actually help me. And now no one can harm Erik's family without being arrested. I had so much in mind that I needed to cool off. So I decided to go clubbing. Of course. What did you think?
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I went to a club, not Lux because I know Lucifer gonna be there. So I choose that over club. Bling. I heard it was super trendy and people there have the time of their life. So I decided to go there. First thing I did was go on the dancefloor of course many tried to dance with me but I didn't want any company. So I kept dancing but then that DJ just put a slow... What the fuck can't you see I'm lonely? Trying to stay happy.. I walked to the bar.
Me: A Manhattan for me
Bartender: Coming darling.
He said winking at me. Charming. Now my head was on Sanchez. I don't fucking know what he look like... I mean I was going to look for him but the photo was loading and my patience has a limit. So I just kept on reading. I was going to go after a man I don't know what's he look like. Sometimes my brain disappeared without paying attention to it. The bartender walked to me and put a paper next to it written " Hey babe. " I called back the bartender.
Me: Excuse me. Who wrote that?
Bartender: Sadly not me. It's the gentleman there be offered you the drink.
He pointed at the guy. I just look at him as he put his glass up. Another Lucifer. Ain't saying no. I smiled and took a sip of my drink. Soon enough I saw the guy walking to me. For a second my brain went upside down. I was panicking. I didn't know if I was still good looking or not. You know the boob checking right. Dear he look good.
???: Hola mami.
Hispanic. Spanish. Portuguese. I don't care all those papi looks good.
Me: Hey papi.
???: No podía apartar los ojos de tanta belleza mamá (I couldn't take my eyes off such beauty mama.)
Me: Tan halagador (Such a flattering)
???: Soy Romero (I'm Romero)
Coincidence exists shut up. I'm having my time.
Me: Soy Mailia. ( I'm Mailia.)
Romero: Hermoso nombre para una bella dama ( Beautiful name for a beautiful lady)
Me: Gracias (Thank you)
Romero: ¿Estás sola? (Are you alone? )
Me: Parece tan (Seems so)
Romero: ¿Por qué una dama tan amable haciendo aquí sola? (Why such gracious lady doing alone here? )
