Back To You

1- Confused

Hailey's P.O.V.

"I love you so much, Baby." Carlos whispered in my ear as he kissed and nuzzled into my neck.

I tilted my head back, giggling as he started to nibble. "I love you too, Carlos."

We were sitting at one of the finest restaurants in Mexico City enjoying the evening, just the two of us.

Okay that's a lie, the only time we were really ever alone was when we were in the comfort of our bedroom. Carlos was the notorious drug lord in Mexico and was heavily guarded at all times, which meant I was guarded at all times.

Nonetheless I was going to enjoy my dinner with my fiancé tonight.

We just got back from vacation, Carlos took me to a luxurious townhouse in Miami Florida that he rented out for the week. He had a quick business meeting and then the rest of the time was ours. Unfortunately our time was cut short when a 'client' of Carlos' showed up.

That was a night I'd never forget.

"Señor, su cena." (Sir, your dinner)

We pulled away slightly as the waiter put down our meal. "Hay algo más que pueda ofrecerle, señor?" (Is there anything else I can get you, Sir?)

"Otra botella de vino, por favor." (Another bottle of wine, please.)

The waiter nodded before walking away. He returned moments later with a new bottle, pouring us both another glass before walking away again.

I was about to take a drink when Carlos stopped me. "I'd like to make a toast."

"Oh," I smiled as I lifted my glass, coping him.

"To us, our upcoming wedding and to the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on. How did I get so lucky?"

"Cheers my love and I'm the lucky one."

We taped our glasses together and took a long drink, sealing it with a kiss before we started eating our food.

"Mmm, this is fantastic, Carlos. How is your food?"

"Magnífico, darling."

Later in the evening when we were done eating, Carlos was putting down cash to pay our bill when I noticed men in suits walking our way.

"Now, let's go home. I need you." He whispered in a seductive tone.

"Carlos?" I whispered as I pointed behind him.

He went to reach for the gun he had in his holster when the man stopped him, "There's no need for weapons, Mr. Mendoza."

He took his hand out of his jacket and set them on the table, rolling his eyes. "What can I do for you gentlemen?"

"We need you to come with us, Mr. Mendoza. We can do this civilly or in handcuffs, your choice?"

Carlos chuckled. "Do you have any idea who I am?"

"Yes, that's exactly why I'm asking you to come with me. Get up."

"Carlos?"

"It's okay, Cariño." (Sweetheart)

"Actually, your fiancé will be joining us."

"What?" I looked at them puzzled.

Carlos interlocked our fingers as we headed for the door. Two strange men walked in front of us and two men followed behind.

Carlos leaned in, "Don't tell them anything, as far as you know... you know nothing about my business. Understand?"

I nodded.