The beautiful child

Chapter Nine

∆∆∆up top is Ursela corbero as Carisa***
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The old man sat at desk smoking a cigar as he watched the young woman on a monitor as she tossed and turned hopelessly in her small cot.

She moaned as if in a nightmare she couldn't wake up from. The man smiled as he continued to watch her barley covered body.
She was a beautiful woman he taught to himself as he eyes never left the screen.

He observed her closely as his taughts raced through his sick mind.it was no wonder why his oldest son was infatuated with her. Angel wanted her yes, but his feeling were clear. She was like a bet he needed to win. Angel wanted her as well for her rare beauty and headstrong Attitude. It proved to be a game for him. His intentions never to love her.

Emilio sneered as his plans
crepted back into mind.

"Your mine no matter what" he spoke outlound as he ashed his cigar. Suddenly a knock was heard at his door.

"Who is it!?" He demanded turning off the screens. As to who would dare disturbed him especially at this time of night. He would punish them for their disrespect.

("Its me dad")
"Soy yo Padre"The voice of his younger son was heard as he opened the door.
Emilio smiled proudly as he son came and stood before him.

"Mijo...So have you done it?" He asked in anticipation hoping his plans have gone accordingly.
Vicente sighed and ran his hand threw his dark brown hair.

" How can you ask me, no, demand me to marry someone I don't love!?" He questioned upset and angry that his happiness ment nothing.

Emilio picked up his cigar again and began smoking disappointed. This marriage was vital to expand the business. At first it was a hard proposition until the daughter of the man turned out to be in love with his son Vincente.
From there it was obvious that if his son married into the family it would make it all the simpler.

"Love is a mere lie, its corrupted Vicente-" Emilio began calmly before Vicente interrupted him

" You loved my mother-"

" AND LOOK WHERE WE ARE NOW!" The old man shouted out of rage then sighed and calmed himself before he continued" The sooner you stop believing in dreams, The faster you will become a powerful business man.

Vicente stayed silent shaking his head. His mood clearly pissed and full of annoyance.
Emilio knew Vicente could be powerful but the Fairytales His mother feed him prevented it, but he knew it was his fault for letting Amora raise vicente as he raised Angel when they separated. He loved Vicente but he hated his ideas and ways of kindness. His son was a most sought after playboy which he knew some of himself was apart of Vicente.

"And you can't find another way!" He demanded of his father.

"You will marry Carisa, You have till this week to get engaged OR you will do dirty work"

Vicente chuckled amused by His fathers words.
"Like Angel..a ruthless criminal..When will you accept I'm nothing like him"

"This weekend Vicente. I have No Problem Punishing my own blood"

"Don't ask for my loyalty to her, because I love woman" he growled through his teeth his eyes directed hatefully towards his father. If he had to marry someone who repulsed him he wouldn't just be hers. He was a playboy and no woman will change that.

"I'm sure someone will keep her busy when you leave to explore other woman just as long as she believes your only hers" Emilio smiled as if taunting his son.

Annoyed by his words Vicente grew tired of arguing with a hardheaded heartless man and turned and left slamming the door leaving a now laughing Emilio.