Meet Esteban, a carefree, 21 year old bachelor by day and bullfighter by night.
Since the night of his father's death, Esteban has made it his personal mission to kill every single bull in Espana, no matter what stood in his way.
But what happens...
"They're starting men!!! " one man with a husky voice announces. A tumble of footsteps sounds wildly as the men climbed over each other to get a promising view.
I found a spot in the corner that showed a generous view of the stadium and the crowds. Just as I take another sip of my drink, the parade of women come up from the barracks in carriages and wagons, waving to the crowd. They were there to look pretty and smile. Anais' wouldn't have that luxury tonight.
The audience explodes into a rapture of applause as she walks to the middle of the sandy dune. I turned my attention towards her. She made sure to arrest the attention of the crowd....
she certainly had mine.
She walked to the center of the platform with determination, each step that she took was calculated. Her skin seems me to gleam against the afternoon sun. It was as dark as cocoa while her eyes were delicate and brown. They captivated all who stared. A red flower was tucked behind her ear. She wore a traditional traje de luces. Her short jacket and waistcoat was white with richly beaded accents of gold . Her knee-length trousers were a softer cream made of silk and satin, richly beaded and purposely embellished. She was absolutely breathtaking.
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She stared at the iron clad gates. Besides her muleta(red cape), the gates were only thing that was separating her from the sharp horns of the bulls.
She was nervous but determined.
"Common mi amor" I whisper, praying to every god in the universe to protect her.
The handlers bring out the bulls and she pretended to yawn, pointing to the one in the middle. The audience laughed as they saw her spirit and cheered. They loved overconfidence in bullfighting.
After a few shakes and stirs from the bull, it was cut from its restraints.
A thick silence fell over the crowd once the bull came to the middle and finally,
She began.
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Rio
The bull rushes through the arena and she dodged it with skill. The bull sped past her a second time and again, she dodged it with ease.
"Ahhhh!!" The crowds screamed. Their excitement was relentless.
The men cheered and clapped as they saw her work, placing bets for how long she would last in the arena. The President withdrew from the hoopla of the crowd, retreating to the back of the room in haste.
He looked too relaxed for my linking As if he was anticipating something. I see a short man with a brown profotlio enter in. He bends down and whispered in the Presidente's ear before smiling.
"What's that about?" I ask my security Juan. He shrugs but steps forward to start investigating. Something seemed fishy.
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30 minutes later
"Rio" Juan comes behind me. "I shook down the man that came in with the briefcase" Juan looked worried, hesitating to tell me the news. That was a first for him. He never looked worry. Blood could be dropping from a bullet hole in his sides and it never phased him.
"What? Juan. Tell me!" I grab his arm, convincing him to fill me in.
"It's Anais." Juan whispered, finally blurting it out.
Author Note Sorry for the short chapters! I'm trying to update more frequently so this is all I can do!
What plan do you think the President has cooking up his sleeve.
