The Black Dahlia (Cartel Series #1) ✔️

36. Pain of a broken heart

Alejandro

After Gabriella’s departure from my study, I sat in silence for some time.
I generally don’t feel a sense of uncertainty or guilt over a decision very often.

My decisions are mostly well thought and meticulous, leaving no room for confusion. This time around I don’t feel that good about it. I walked to the window, hiding in the shadow of the curtain, invisible to the outside world.

I looked at her departing. She gave a one last look, towards my direction but was disappointed by the fact that there was no one. I could clearly see the disappointment on her face. As the car disappeared along the horizon it finally dawned upon me that Gabriella was gone, once and for all. She has exited my life in the same fashion she had entered it, in a blazing manner.

I felt a deep sense of pain and guilt once I understood the full impact of the event.

I sat on the couch lost in my thoughts. My train of thoughts was broken by someone entering my room. That someone was Carlos. He sits beside me and says in a consoling tone “Listen brother I know you are really hurting right now. You have been in this business for years now and you know betrayal is the part and parcel of this field, I feel this case is unique because it involves someone really close to you someone you deeply loved and admired . I suggest you take some time off……”
I cut him midsentence and speak in an enraged manner
“Betrayal is nothing new to me and I cannot allow someone to control my life so much that their absence brings it to a standstill. Tell me about the Italian group of hotels deals”

There was a moment of awkward silence between us after which Carlos spoke up “We successfully brought the land and construction is in full swing”.

He left the room and I was alone again. Time stands still when you are gloomy and melancholic, every second feels like a millennia. When the maid came to call me out for lunch I instructed her to bring my lunch in the study itself, I did not feel like going outside. 

By the time evening came I was done with the brooding. I decided to step out and head to one of the elite clubs in Guadalajara. I dressed to the nines applied my favourite perfume and set out for the evening. I wore black leather jacket and black skinny jeans and paired my outfit with leather boots and decided to drive my favourite car, a red McLaren 720S.

I reached the club in 30 minutes, enjoying the drive in my favourite ride raised my spirits a little bit. I went to the private area and ordered a martini. I was enjoying my drink peacefully when a woman in an attractive red number entered the room.

Her face looked familiar, a blonde girl tall and curvy. I tried to think hard then it struck me she was Nora Suarez, daughter of one of our family’s oldest business associates. She asked me if she could sit and I didn’t want to seem rude although I did not want her intrusion at this moment of time, so I obliged.

Nora was a clingy psychopath. I had slept with her once many years ago, when I was a stupid young man and since then she has become the bane of my life, always finding ways to get back into my life. Since I found out about her crazy side I have kept my distance from her, her sudden appearance her has me unnerved.

She smiled at me and caressed my hand in a comforting way and said “ I know you are hurting and I have heard about everything you have been through. That bitch doesn’t deserve a golden heart like you…”
I cut her mid-sentence and growled at her angrily “who the hell are you to call her bitch? And why are you even here in the first place? To rub more salt in my wounds huh?”

She made a surprised face and said “no I was just here to comfort an old friend I had no intentions of hurting you. I apologise for my words, I just went with the flow.”

“Its okay, I forgive you” I said calming myself down.
“That’s better I will get some more drinks for the two of us” she said and cheerfully hopped outside to the bar.

She returned with two glasses of beer and we sat down drinking in silence.
I was halfway through the glass when I started feeling a little weird, dizzy and disoriented. My vision started blurring a bit, as if I was drugged. Nora started touching me in seductive manner and even tried to kiss me, I pushed her away the first time but slowly I was losing my consciousness and before I knew it the world had turned to darkness in front of my eyes.

I woke up, my head felt like it would burst any moment and the sunlight streaming in from the windows made me feel irritated like a vampire coming in contact with the sunlight. I sat up and gave myself a few moments to observe my surroundings.

I was in a room alien to me and I had no memory of ever stepping inside, strangest thing was that I was butt naked whereas I remembered being fully dressed last night. I sat there confused until my eyes fell on the naked figure of a woman besides me, lying face down on the bed.

I took a closer look at her face and found out it was Nora and then I had my eureka moment.
'She drugged me! And most probably raped me too' I said to myself.

'That’s explains my lack of coherence and nakedness at the moment in a room I don’t remember stepping into'
I was disgusted by this; she had her way with me by mixing some drug in the drink she brought me.

I quickly dressed back in my clothes strewn on the floor and decided to leave this disgusting place before that psycho woke up again. I walked outside to realise I was in a suite of the club and I quickly walked to my car, I wanted to get the hell out of this place as soon as possible. As I was driving back home a thought entered my mind

'Did I just cheat on Gabriella?' and it pained me a lot. Although I was under the influence of a drug, it’s still my fault.

Nora had set up a trap to use me for her sick desires and I walked into it like a gullible cattle walks into the trap set up by the wolf. As I reached the Martinez mansion, my rage knew no boundaries, 'I will make that psycho bitch pay for this' I fumed.