Meet Esteban, a carefree, 21 year old bachelor by day and bullfighter by night.
Since the night of his father's death, Esteban has made it his personal mission to kill every single bull in Espana, no matter what stood in his way.
But what happens...
Reminder Esteban is 22 Anais 20!!! I said Esteban was 25 in the beginning! Ignore that!
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No name POV
"Show me the vial" the presidente's voice was hushed as I pushed a small suitcase against the table of the small dinner cart. The setting of our meeting was discrete but intimate. It was nearly half-past 1 am so only the low life's and delinquents were up to play. I clasped open the gold brackets of the leather case, parading the three clear vials of cesium; a potent stimulant for the bulls.
"Perfect" the president's grin was devilish. "How potent will this be to the bull?"
"Very. One drop in their bloodstream and they rage. No one will be able to take them. Not even El Jefe"
"No taming means....?" His words trailed off. I nodded cautiously, clueing him in on the assured outcome of the match.
"El Jefe will be no more" I interjected, making sure to close the case again.
The presidente picked the olive from his clear martini before popping it in his mouth.
"Here is another 6k pesos to make sure that statement comes to fruition." He said, sliding a thick wad of cash across the table.
Anais
Tens of thousands of people flood the cramped rows of the boisterous stadium. There are screams and laughter ringing as we girls lined up for our opening dance. We were dressed in our fiery red skirts and front tie blouses; deep red roses adorned each of our ears.
I hear the drinking song they're singing, its tune blaring in the foreground as we do some last-minute stretches. Esteban was warming up on the other side of the arena, practicing some moves with James and Luis.
Espana's national anthem finishes and the people stand to cheer! They were impatient for the match to begin. I hear the announcers over the stadium speakers introducing the three ninos. Esteban, James, and Luis parade out a secret entrance and wave to the adoring crowds.
I could see Esteban's nerves as he ran through the length of the stadium. All the Ninos were nervous but they had done it a million times. They would come out victorious.
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James
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Luis? Sure, he looks like a Luis
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