-Let me go, I'll take you home.
Not knowing what word she had heard, Mariana finally let go of his hand and sat obediently in the seat. Mariana was like a rain-soaked kitten at that moment, which was endearing.
After arriving home, it was Leopoldo who took Mariana upstairs and put her to bed. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by a soft voice calling out to him.
-How do you know I'm there?
That Rafael had complicated feelings for her, not as a stranger, it seemed that Leopoldo knew him too, which made Mariana had to think a little more.
Leopoldo turned around, his cold, stern eyes rested on Mariana's body and he said indifferently,
-What do you think?
The woman on the bed closed her eyes,
-I don't know.
It was he who saved her.
Violence appeared in Leopoldo's eyes, and the anger and panic that had been pent up after seeing such a scene suddenly exploded at this moment.
Leopoldo came striding to the edge of the bed and covered it tightly, kissing Mariana's lips, roughly and wildly, like... the previous person.
Startled for a moment, the fear spread, Mariana struggled violently, clenched her fists with both hands and kept hitting the man on the shoulders.
The man's strength did not stop in the slightest, as if he was confirming something, nibbling and even tearing at will.
Little by little, Mariana stopped struggling. There was a faint familiar smell of tobacco on her breath, which belonged to Leopoldo.
The bites also became softer, kissing gently, as if to soothe the rudeness of what had just happened.
After the kiss, they both gasped.
Mariana's chest was rising and falling, she was looking at Leopoldo.
-Don't look at me like that.
Leopoldo said, reaching up and covering Mariana's eyes, the curled lashes sweeping against his palm, tickling and causing a flash of deep meaning in her eyes.
-You...
As soon as he exclaimed, the gravity that covered his body disappeared. And Leopoldo got up, standing on the side of the bed, taking a deep look at the woman with open lapels and flushed face, turning around and leaving with quick steps.
Mariana reached out and touched her red, swollen lips. The intensity of the sensation made her heart flutter.
Leopoldo returned to his room and stood in front of the window, with a long, thin cigarette between his fingers, its smoke billowing out. After standing for a while, Leopoldo extinguished the cigarette in his hand, took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
-The Snow Bar, make it go away!
His tone was cold, with a chill that penetrated to the bone marrow, causing Lionel on the other end of the phone to shiver slightly.
-Yes.
-Find out who else... is involved in this matter.
The assistant paused and still accepted it.
Hanging up the phone, Leopoldo raised his eyes, the moonlight fell, reflected in his eyes, lonely and cold.
The next day, Mariana woke up, her mind was dizzy and she was having pain attacks, which made her frown.
The sunlight outside was a bit dazzling, shining brightly on her body, which made Mariana wake up instantly. She hurriedly grabbed the cell phone she had on the table and, once she opened it, she didn't expect seven missed calls.
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