Tied to the devil

Fake ⚠️

Carlos POV

"Is that her?" Lorenzo asks; they all know who she is and just can't believe she is here. We all thought she died that day. I nod confirming his question.

"If we don't get any information about why she is here in the next week we will start using different methods, she can't keep up this sweet girl act forever. After we know everything, we need to, we are going to send a video of her to him, so he knows we got her; hopefully making him come out to get his princess giving us a chance to take his whole organisation down and kill him in the process."

I hear a knock at the door knowing we must end this conversation, so it doesn't draw suspicion. When she walks in all the men's eyes are glued to her, she looks beautiful in the dress I chose for her, it may have not been appropriate for a business meeting now I think about it.

The soft smile on her face tells me she is uncomfortable with all their eyes on her, so I take the attention away by continuing talking about the online gambling that the police have started to take notice in. I can't tell whether she is truly uncomfortable in their presence, or she is faking it.

She isn't the only one who can fake things anyway.

Maia POV

It was late at night, and I couldn't sleep, I went downstairs to get a glass of water. I could hear voices from down the hall, I think it's Carlos's room.

"I want you" the woman desperation obvious in her tone. "Sienna it's not the time to have this conversation" I hear from the other side of the door, Carlos slightly loosing his temper.

My mind races with questions but before I could overthink everything the door opens flooding the dark hall with light. I don't have time to get away, so I try to act natural and walk down the corridor. He is going to ask me why I am there anyway, I guess it's going to be time for one of my great improvisations.

"Celeste, what are you doing?" he questions. I slowly turn around placing a small fake grin on my face to subside the inevitably awkward conversation, already regretting coming to see where the voices were coming from.

I try to keep my cool when I see his shirtless torso, his tattoos spreading all across his upper body and down his veiny arms. "Oh, I was coming to get some water from the kitchen I couldn't sleep" I say truthfully ignoring the part where I was eavesdropping. "And what are you doing outside my room when the kitchen is in the other direction" he already knows I am making this shit up as I go along now.

"I must have taken a wrong turn" I mumble staring at the floor as if it is the most interesting thing in the world just so I can avoid eye contact.

I got a good look at the woman Carlos was with and she was fucking beautiful to say the least. She was a few inches shorter than me, and her skin was perfectly tanned; her hair was lighter than mine and nearly pin straight not like my rat's nest. Her makeup was perfect, not too much not too little. Damn she was the prettiest girl I had ever seen.

And then there was me standing in some loose shorts and a baggy t-shirt with my hair stuck in a messy bun with a few stray pieces, I wasn't expecting anyone else to be up at 2 o'clock in the morning.

"Right, a wrong turn to the opposite side of the building coincidentally ending up outside this specific room" he replies sarcastically with a cocky grin on his smug face, at least he is still sexy.

Oh, shut up horny Maia.

"I think I'm going to go" unknown woman says trying to escape the tension. She turns to Carlos and gives him a little kiss on the cheek, my stomach churns at her action. Carlos didn't even react to her gesture his eyes are burning into me instead.