SINGLE MOTHER AND CEO

Rafael:

Rolling over in bed, making myself as comfortable as possible, I analyzed that Mirelys is a young woman, despite being older than me by two years. She has a spectacular body, better than many young women, but she is very loud, dramatic and toxic. I can’t tolerate a woman like that.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

However, my mother is determined that she will be the next Mrs. Rincon. Putting these thoughts aside, I closed my eyes to remember precisely what really happened that night, four years ago.

Arriving at Martin’s nightclub, I asked him for a private room. Then, I asked him to find me an uncomplicated, free and very liberal girlfriend to spend the night with. I wanted to let off steam, simply without giving any more explanations, that’s why I didn’t call any of my friends.

The only thing I wanted was a vagina where I could unload everything I had on me. Afterwards, I started to drink often with my assistant, until my friend informed me that he had found a friend I liked, but she would be late.

For this reason, I asked Leonel to leave me alone. He did not want to do it, because I was his responsibility. Finally, he left the room and when I was left alone, just a few minutes later, I felt a hard knock on the door.

When I opened the door, there was a young girl with the body of a goddess on the floor, her face bloodied. She asked me for help. Also, there was a man of my own size, trying to cover her mouth so she would stop screaming.

He was about to hit her again, he had already split her lips and on her cheek were marked the fingers of the animal that assaulted her. When I heard that he wanted to rape her, I went crazy.

I was furious at the sight and I beat him until he passed out on the floor. Next, I lifted her up in my arms, having her so close I could see the swelling on her face, she looked disfigured, even so, it was evident that she was a beautiful woman.

She asked me to take her to the bathroom and while she was there, I continued drinking liquor until she opened the door again. I took her in my arms and began to dry her beautiful body. There began that night of passion, where she gave me her purity. Finally, she fell asleep, I dressed her and left her lying down.

Returning to the now and after this mental effort, I came to a conclusion: she cannot be Sofia Morales. She is not a woman of discotheques and parties. As proof of this, there is the excellent performance of her managerial position in the shipping company. Besides, she told Martin Elias about it.

In addition to this, my goddess Sofia’s face that night was swollen from the slap she received from that wretch, but she looked angelic, a child, in the full bloom of life and thinking about this, I fell asleep….

(***)

The next day, in the private hangar, in Ciudad La Rosa.

Sofia:

-What are you doing here Jose David? -I asked arrogantly and arrogantly, “I didn’t invite you to travel with me,” I commented, marking distance between me and him.

“I can’t stand him! I can’t stand him! I think he’s a first class phony, he’s a hypocrite” I reflected, leaving my mother and the staff totally speechless with this attitude.

-What happened, Jose David? -asked my mother, trying to soften the atmosphere between us.

-Estefania, I need to get to the Island as soon as possible, I have a pending signature at the notary’s office at eight in the morning and the only way I can get there on time is if I go with you,” he explained.

“I’m sure, he’s faking that humility he pretends to feel” I thought angrily.

-Daughter, let him come with us! It costs us nothing to take this one,” my mother requested, asking for understanding for him, with her look.

-Well! He can come with us,” I answered, asking Sheyli not to let him come near my triplets, which she agreed to.

Once he got on the plane, he wanted to sit near my children, but I made him get up. I ordered their nannies and custodians to be placed around them. In this way, I prevented him from noticing the children’s physique and their resemblance to Rafael Corner.

Until I find out the reason for this extraordinary resemblance, I will not allow people like Jose David or his father to get close to them.

Meanwhile at the Hacienda Los Rincones, the Narrator:

-Daughter, what a pleasant surprise to have you here! -expressed very excited Camila Buendia, widow of Corner. She, dressed in riding clothes, gave her a more youthful air, looking much younger than she really was. Her son, Rafael, looked very much like her.

“Why didn’t you let me know you were coming? I would have sent someone for you, to the airport,” she commented, hugging her friend’s daughter, whom she wished to see as her daughter-in-law, but this was not possible with her son.

-Camila, thank you for this welcome! The rest doesn’t interest me, you know I love driving, so I came driving my own Cherokee,” she replied, with a wide smile and wiggling as if she were walking on a catwalk.

Mirelys, wearing a pair of stretch denim pants, tight to the legs, and a pair of fancy high boots, showed off the curves of her body. She walked towards the stairs with her suitcase, asking Camila, “Where is Rafael?

-Where is Rafael? -To give him a surprise,” she said, with a suggestive look.

-He is not at the hacienda,” affirmed Camila, lamenting the absence of her son.

She considered that it was only necessary to create the environment for them to share together. Unfortunately, her son Rafael has so far not wanted to accept it, so much so that as soon as he touches the subject, he runs away.

-But it doesn’t matter! I invite you to spend a month’s vacation with me and Diana. Here at the ranch you will rest and then when Rafael arrives you will surprise him -added his mother, with determination.

-I think it’s excellent! -Mirelys answered, continuing her way up the stairs until she reached the second floor. When she got there, she went to the right wing, where Rafael’s room was located, occupying the guest room next to it.

Once she entered the room, she called one of the maids on the internal phone to go upstairs and arrange her things. The young woman who answered the phone was the same one who served him every time he visited.

-Knock, knock!

-Come in,” answered Mirelys.

-At your service, Miss,” she answered.

-Hello, Maria! What’s up? What news do you have for me? -she asked curiously.

-Behind closed doors, Miss,” she said, closing the door and lowering the tone of her voice, approaching Mirelys to inform her.

“Nothing! The young man here, he didn’t bring anyone! I think that Rafael is still mourning the dead, because he hasn’t brought any more women to the ranch,” she said in a very vulgar and colloquial language.

-Aha! -exclaimed Mirelys, satisfied, revealing a row of perfect white teeth. Once he received her report, he handed her a sum of money, in high denomination bills, which made the young lady very happy.

-I am going to stay at the ranch for a month, so I need you to dedicate yourself to my things, exclusively to my attention,” she ordered, adding, “And you know, you pay attention to everything about Rafael, I will compensate you very well for your information.

-As you command, Miss! -replied the young woman, concentrating on taking Mirelys’ clothes out of her suitcase and placing them in the dressing room. Once she had cleaned up, she got dressed and went down to the main hall to talk to Camila.

Camila was surprised to find Camila’s twin sister, whom she had not had the pleasure of meeting, in the living room. For her part, Anastasia had no idea who this woman would be, she looked elegant, glamorous, but she had an incisive and greedy look.

-Good morning! -greeted Mirelys walking towards Camila, amazed at how identical their faces were, even when they were identified by the way they dressed, the way they combed their hair, otherwise they were the same.

-Good morning! -greeted Anastasia, bringing the coffee cup to her lips, squinting her eyes to identify the visitor.

-Anastasia, sister! This is Mirelys Zambrano, the daughter of my friend Josefina Rondon, widow of Zambrano, owner of the Zambrano vineyards,” said Camila.

-Ah, gee, nice to meet you,” she said with a smile, placing the cup on the coffee table, “I guess you are the hunter behind my nephew? -she questioned, being interrupted by a scream from her twin….

-Anastasia! What disrespect is that…” grunted Camila.