Quinn Hathaway. The world-wide famous actor who has every girl drooling for him. After years of partying and sleeping around, Quinn wants more from life. He wants something similar to what his brother, Kenneth, has.
Mía Delacroix. The young up-and...
"How about we get out of here and go back to my place?" I whisper into her ear before gently biting it.
She giggles as my breathe fans her neck. "I am sorry, guapo pero no. I am not that easy."
"Can I see you tomorrow then?"
She turns to face me with a wide smile and nods. "Meet me near Playa Grande. Eight in the morning, sharp."
"Deal, mi bonita." I reply as I kiss her cheek.
"Elena let's go!" Her friend calls out and I frown.
"I am going!" Elena calls back annoyed before turning to me with a shy smile. "Bye, Quinn."
She stands on her tippy toes and pecks my lips unexpectedly and I stare at her retreating figure with mouth agape.
Sometimes I start to wonder, was it just a lie?
"Quinn, no! It tickles!" She tries to wriggle out of my grip but I hold her close and continue to place pecks from her cheek to her neck.
"You're so amazing, bonita." I state as I cup her face in my hands.
Her brown eyes stare at me with tenderness and warmth. I lean down and claim her lips in a sweet kiss.
I remember the day you told me you were leaving.
"Are you sure, bonita?" I ask as I hover over her, both of us shirtless.
"Yes, mi amor." She nods with a smile.
I smile down and connect our lips together.
Like every single wish we ever made.
"Marry me, Elena!" I state as I pull the out the ring from my pocket. "Make me the happiest man alive and become my wife."
"Yes! Si! Si!" Elena connects our lips, jumping into my arms from the excitement.
I slip the ring onto her finger and kiss her forehead.
"Tomorrow," I say. "Meet me at the chapel tomorrow morning and we will be married."
"Tomorrow," she smiles down at the finger and then looks up at me.
I wish that I could wake up with amne-
I press the skip button and put an end to the heartache the lyrics the song brung back. I pull the car into the parking lot, a pocket face expression on.
I let out a heavy sigh as I slam the door shut and walk toward the elevator. Why did she have to come back into my life?
"I thought I would never have to see you again," I mumble as I take out the wedding band hanging around my neck in a golden chain.
I run a hand through my brown locks in frustration. I unlock my apartment door and slip off my shoes. When I look up I find Julieta on the island table waving at me.
"Hey," she says with a small smile.
"Julieta what are—how did you get in?" I ask I walk over to her.
"Your spare key." She pulls out the key I leave under the 'Welcome' mat. "I know we don't do two-nigh stands but—"
She pulls back her blonde locks and reveals the purple bruise around her right eye. I clench my jaw knowing exactly who is responsible.
"Julieta," I gasp as I gently run my hand over the bruise and she winces. "He has no right to hit you."
"You'd think because he is gay he wouldn't be so violent." She says with a sour chuckle.
"Jules, you have to leave that bastard."
I walk over to the freezer and take out an ice pack. I wrap the cold blue brick with a towel and gently press it against her cheek.
"That's what caused this bruise." She confesses with teary eyes. "I told him that this whole publicity stunt had to end. I was not going to be his wife anymore just so he can cover up the fact that he is gay and then boom, he exploded. He said that if I said anything to the press, he would make sure I would be the one to blame for this whole mess."
"That asshole," I mutter. "When I see him, oh he better watch out. I will surely giv-"
Julieta's lips cut me off mid sentence. When we pull away she shakes her head.
"Just make me forget Quinn. Please?"
I stare down at her glossy green eyes and nod. I press my lips against her and Julieta deepens the kiss. Her lips moving with a sense of urgency, ready to forget all the pain.
***
"I heard your new on-set lover is a pain in the ass." Julieta comments as she runs her fingers up and down my arm which drapes over her waist.
We both lay naked, tangled up in the satin sheets.
"Yeah," I hum as I do the same to her, planting kisses on her bare shoulder. I honestly did not want to talk about Mia.
"Thank you, Quinn." Julieta whispers as she turns to me with a sincere look of gratitude.
"Next time he lays another finger on you, you go straight to the police. Promise me?"
Julieta nods. "I promise."
I pull Julieta closer to me and comfort her. Even though I do not necessarily love her, I do care for Julieta. And no one deserves to be mistreated, nonetheless suffer domestic abuse.
"I got you," I plant a kiss on top of her head.
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- Author's Note - Hola my lovelies! Here is the second update for today. What do you guys think? We learned more about Julieta in this chapter and how deep her relationship with Quinn is. Any Juinn shippers yet? Let me know your thoughts and predictions in the comments. Next chapter will be uploaded between Thursday or Friday and the following week three more chapters will be uploaded on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Thank you so much for reading my lovelies. Feel free to leave a vote and share if you enjoyed! As always please, please... Stay safe. Stay healthy. Stay AWESOME! Xoxo, Liz 💋💋💋
