This man and his ora had me feeling at ease but also restless. It was something so weird and so hard to explain . How did he make me feel safe and in danger all at once. Since a little while ago all he's been doing is ordering whiskeys and staring at me work followed by some very sensual looks here and there. Or maybe that's just how he stares at people? Whatever it is I was liking it and hating it all at once.
"Eduardo's probably waiting for me , I should get going. . Thank you for the drinks. . The best that I've ever had" he said with a low chuckle as he got up from his stool.
"You're welcome sir " was the only thing I could force out of my throat. I'm pretty sure he noticed that I sounded like a teenage boy going through puberty but he was nice enough to not comment on it. He looked way to good stretching before he walked away.
The rest of the night was uneventful for me. Drunks , drunks and oh wait . . More drunks. I started cleaning up around 2:00 since we had already cut off all the customers at the bar and everyone was leaving. I was hoping and praying that Lalo would just let me go home as soon as possible . While cleaning up one of the girls from the kitchen came to tell me that Lalo wanted me to stay until 3. I was literally fighting the urge to cry from exhaustion. Around 2:20 when I was done wiping everything down I made my way up the stairs ready to H.A.M on Lalo for making me stay. I barged into his office kicking and screaming like the mentally imbalanced woman that I am.
" EDUARDO!" I said as I felt the knot in my throat form and my eyes swell up in real raw emotional.
"Jaquelineeee I'm busy" he said dragging out the 'e' like he usual does when he's trying to get under my skin.
"NO! You are going to listen to me you a-sshole ! I've been here since 8 am ! My feet hurt , I'm tired , I'm hungry and Im sleepy ! I cleaned the bar and closed up shop and you're still making me stay !! For what ?!" I said keeping my eyes closed tight to avoid the tears that were about to spill out of my eyes. I guess I was mad because today just didn't turn out how I wanted it to , and tomorrow mom and abuela won't be there to spend our Sunday together like always. All because stupid Gallardo and stupid Grazielas tia! I hate everyone whose name starts with the letter G ! Gallardo , Graziela and even my boss Gustavo!
I heard Eduardo clear his voice and that was my que to open my eyes. I almost feel back straight on my butt when I realized we were not alone.
"Jaqueline , Abelardo . . I heard you've met. " If I wanted to cry before I really wanted to cry now.
"And as for me making you stay , it was so you wouldn't walk home this late . I make sure everyone gets home safe . But thanks I know I'm an a-sshole." He said very seriously all the while Abelardo looked like he really wanted to laugh at me.
"I don't always talk to him like that " I said finally realizing I told my manager off in front of the owner of the restaurant. Abelardo finally let out the laugh he was holding back.
"Wait for me down stairs Jaqueline. I'll take you home in a minute just give me a minute ", he said holding back from using any foul language in front of Abelardo. I whispered a couple of "sorrys" as I closed the office door.
I shed all those built up tears as I was coming down the stairs. It just wasn't my day. I laid my head down on one of the tables as I sat there and waited for stupid Lalo to come down from his stupid office from his stupid meeting. I was dosing off when I heard some foot steps stop right behind me.
"Where's Eduardo?" I said when I turned around and realized it was just Abelardo. He offered me a napkin before answering me.
" He's got some work to do . He asked me to take you".
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The Secret Life of a Cartel Wife
Bí ẩn / Giật gânStruggling to stay far away from the cartels and corruption in Mexico after her father's sudden death, Jacqueline shuts off any ties to the darkness that blankets Mexico. She shuts out her only sibling after finding out his status in the Mafia and d...