La Muñeca

Part 2 • Vlll

••Song: Volver Volver Chavela Vargas••

Things were never the same after I show Joaquin how to take someone's life, the school was not of importance to him and since he turns 17 he was done with school. No college no degree no alternative future but he desire my title. He even pulled a Henry and seeking business in different avenues. There was no stopping him as he came back and forth between here and American. He becomes the most viewed person in the viral world showing his luxury life, filled with women by his side and partying ways.
To say I was proud well I was in grey line about it, he was wild and enjoying life.
Mia was still in school and dream about a life that was nothing like Joaquin and me. She desires to leave to college as soon she can with a fake name where no one knew of me or about her brother.
It didn't mean she didn't love us but her heart was softer than us.
Luke was still himself, attending church, and begging God to save my soul as well as his son. I still resent him after all these years but he seems to linger by my side.

And For me, the war just began.

I sat in my office as Perez walks in, "the council wants to meet."
"For what!?" I'm no longer in the Elite and my title has been strip from my name and cartels are doing their own thing."

Yea, I no longer control organize crimes between Mexico and American I was strip from my title as soon they found the missing monk. I ran empire very similar to Henry, which now includes Luxury hotels all around the world. I still dab in some money laundry only to keep things in flow. Even thou the cartels no longer answer to me I was often hired to do some dirty work, for now, double the price. I made many friends and just twice as many enemies, so I never left my home unless it was it was for work. Despite having my crown strip from me, I was still the most feared and wanted woman alive. Name Muñeca was plastered on Fbi wanted list with a sketch of what the world thought I look like.
There was no proof that Grace Collins is or was Muñeca, no witness to prove them right or wrong. One million dollars they offer anyone with information that leads to my arrest.
I just couldn't be touch, I wasn't on American soil and the Mexican government wasn't going to give up the woman that initial keep tabs on their families.
I wanted to leave maybe travel to Russia or Germany with a fake identity, well, in all honesty, I wasn't even really Grace 'Muñeca' Collins. I was a ghost and real me supposedly died in a fire in Florida and DEA/FBI only new me under that alias but what was keeping back from not leaving was Mia was still underage and I knew Joaquin would take my role as soon I decide to leave without my permission. But there was nothing to give him, the title was strip from my grasp and I refuse to let him be a part of the Elite. Ennico swore me in and lost his life years back to cancer, I was not going to swear my son or sponsor him, which in reality I couldn't do either way.

I made my way downstairs to see Mia in the Living room watching some Kardashian reality tv, "Hey don't tell me you wish you can look like them or be like that?"

She jumps at my voice, "Mom, you scared me! Oh Hell no I don't. It's just their train wreck I can't stop staring."

I sit down next to my daughter as I place my arm her as she leans her head on my lap. "Missing he-man?"

She flips through the channels, "Yea, I just saw him on Gram his out at Atlantic -partying. Having the time of his life."
I shake at her last comment, "...... He forgot about me."

I never have seen her emotional over anyone, I just run my fingers through her raven black hair that got from both Alek and me, those eyes were magical.
Just as I was about to say something Luke walk in, "How're the beautiful women in my life doing?"
I let go of a smile small as my heart still beats for him, "Great Dad, just missing He-man." She always been able to express herself so freely with him but it was a fight just to for her to open up to me but with him, it was a different story, he always knew what to say to bring a smile to her face.
"I know Sol." He moves to sit next to me as he places her legs on his lap. He called her sol meaning Sun; he always said she was my sun. So the nickname just stuck.
Wero leans over to kiss my cheek as he sat with Mia's legs on his lap, something we do when with both kids; we show affection even if they were too big to lay on us. Then he stood up rapid dropping her legs to the floor, "DAD!"

"Sorry, I just remember they just open one of those all American Restaurants with greasy burgers and beer. That will cheer you up I know it, but no beer, I heard they have the best peanut butttttttttter milkshakes!" He sang the last words to the sentence.
She rapid stood up and ran upstairs to change her pajamas.
"Com'on Mariposa, please come with us. You never leave this place unless it for work and you decline all of my dates. You need this and so does Sol."
I want to but I have work to do, I have been busy trying to find the man who been sending death threats with Joaquin life as blast all over the internet I need to find him fast.

"I can't, take guards with you."
I storm to go back upstairs, leaving Wero once again disappoint and I hear Mia asking for me, "Mom is not coming?"
There was Wero happy go lucky voice he used to lie for me, "Awe Mi Sol, she's not feeling too good but let's bring her back the most greases burger we can find so she can mess up her diet."
I hear Mia giggle, "Yes with extra cheese. Mom is way too skinny."
The storm out with two guards as I make my way to the third floor I softly knock on Perez door, "Come in." I hear his deep husky voice, as I enter there he was with only black silk pajamas showing that his body as he seems to never age but has been only gotten bigger.

"Muñequita, you okay?" I sat next to him on the bed as I look at his book he held and soft lamp by his bed is the only thing lighting up the room.
"What are you reading?"
He smirks at my question, "Really is that what you really want to know or you came here from something else?"

"Something else"

Perez and I have had on and off sexually relationship for years, I'll stop it and then it's me that starts again. I don't know why I run to him when I have the man hold my soul in the same house, the boy I dream about my whole life but there is something about Perez. Wero has not touched me in years since he made a commitment to god, in order to save my soul he remains celibate until the day we get married in front of God, we're still engaged and I have not once picked a day.
With Perez, I don't have to hide what I want or what I do. He is like me haunted by past and broken soul.
He pushes me back to bed as my legs dangle off the bed, slowing taking my bottoms off as I bear to him want I need without exchanging any words. He places his mouth into my heated sex, furiously placing his tongue inside me; savor my wetness. I squeeze the sheets making a fist as I feel pure ecstasy, as my walls get closer and closer to let go, he places two fingers inside of me. I let go of a scream, my body combusts with his touch.
"Is that all you wanted?" He stood up licking his finger as I stare up to him, my sex tangles as it wants more, "I need more."
There he lets go of that perfectly evil smirk as his eyes dilate.