↳ 𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 | NARCOS MEXICO ( 1-3)
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( This is a fan fiction you should watch the show first before reading since none of it will make sense if you don't ! I also do not condone the actions or themes portrayed in this book, it is simply a fa...
(AN: I'm aware that the timeline of this chapter and that some of the event times are off!! Don't bash me for it, it's hard to keep track at times)
꒰ EVIL ꒱
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MIGUEL WAS NOT a good person and Estella knew that from the start, but she never could imagine him doing something so evil. She was so confused and angry and finally after what he had done she had known who the real Miguel Ángel Gallardo is, and she was absolutely horrified by him.
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A WEEK BEFORE
Estella leaned on Miguel's shoulder as they sat on the balcony, appreciating the lovely evening view from his beautiful mansion. He was smoking a cigarette as Estella was just thinking about the past few days. Although they hadn't confirmed anything, after the day of them sleeping together she had stayed at his home. It was obvious that they were trying to fix things, however, Estella wasn't convinced if she was doing this because she wanted to or for the fact that it was the only easy thing she could do.
She wanted to be in the business with Isabella and Enedina and not depend on Miguel for everything, but that was easier said than done. After accidentally killing Blanca on that disastrous day, she felt stuck and went running back to Miguel. Because with Miguel Ángel things were a bit more simple. With Benjamín, everything was a disaster and with the business, it felt disorganized and dreadful knowing that at any moment Miguel could find out about it. And she still had Walt Breslin and the other men on the team, trying to take them and the cartel down for good. Her feelings were all over the place like always. Especially when it came to two particular men, Miguel Ángel and Benjamín, but now she was focused on Miguel despite her conflicting feelings.
"Can I ask you something?" Estella asked curiously while smiling looking up at Miguel who nodded his head having a lot on his mind about the election and Estella.
"Yes, ask me anything." He replied quickly, letting out his cigarette on a nearby ashtray. Estella sat up now and sighed, admiring the view and the warm breeze.
"I missed it here. The view and the memories, Miguel. I missed everything about this house." Estella explained, causing Miguel to look at her intently. He remained silent for a couple of seconds, trying to figure out what her words meant. Miguel needed to go along with everything she said despite some of the information he knew about her until he was able to bring it up at the right moment because even though he wasn't showing it, he was very angry.
"Well, yes. You picked it out, remember? I remember how excited you were." Miguel said with a subtle laugh, recalling the not-so-old memories about the two. She grinned, nodding her head remembering the love she had for the home.
