Chapter 114

Mimi stared at him unpleasantly, but he stared at her with furrowed brows.

"What do you mean he is your new driver and bodyguard now?" Lucas asked.

"That's what she said, man. Let her go," Manuel said.

"Stay out of this, Manuel." Lucas snapped as he looked at Mimi.

"Mimi....."

She snatched her hand from his hold, making his face twitch.

"Don't you ever grab me like that again. You hear me?" She snarled.

Lucas' eyes softened, and her heart raced while they stared at each other.

"You are relieved of your duties as my driver and bodyguard. Manuel is taking your place," she said.

"Gladly," Manuel said a bit happily, making Mimi look at him.

"Mimi," Lucas called, making Mimi look at him.

"What is going on? Why would you...."

"What? You have a problem with that?" She snapped.

He stared at her.

"I spoke to my cousin, and he accepted to transfer your duties to Manuel and you can go back to working for him, since he is of greater importance to you than anything else in your life." She said, feeling her heart clench.

Lucas' softened as he stared at her.

"I hope you have fun with your work, devoted Lucas," she mouthed, before walking away.

"Mimi," he called.

She didn't respond but kept walking back to the mansion.

Lucas heaved a sigh as he turned to the car. He hit the tire angrily, feeling his heart clenching.

"Chill the fuck out, man. At least you are back to facing the mafia work. I am literally tired of this mafia. I have a new job to face now," Manuel said, making Lucas throw him a scowl.

"A nice and interesting job," Manuel added, smiling.

Lucas gritted his teeth angrily.

Manuel chuckled.

Lucas threw the rag at Manuel, catching him off guard.

Lucas walked away angrily.

"Hey!" Manuel called, but Lucas kept walking away.

"Where the fuck are you going? We are not done yet," Manuel said aloud.

Lucas didn't respond but kept walking towards the mansion.

"Fucking asshole." Manuel said as he continued with the car.

A FEW MINUTES LATER......

IN THE LIVING ROOM.......

Candela is dressed in a green dress and is seated on one of the sofas, sipping her drink and typing on her phone at the same time as Paloma walked towards her with a tray in her hands that has a plate of hot soup on it.

"What kept you so long?" Candela asked.

"I apologize, ma'am." Paloma said, placing the plate on the small table next to Candela.

Paloma turned to leave but......

"I did ask you about this soup right after breakfast, right?" Candela asked, stopping Paloma on her track.

Paloma fiddled with her fingers nervously as she turned to Candela.

"Ma'am?"

Candela raised her brows.

Paloma nodded. "Yes, ma'am."

"Why did it take you till I reminded you again to bring it to me?" Candela asked.

Paloma contemplated what to say. She really couldn't tell Candela that she actually came to her door but heard her moaning.

"We can't tell anyone, Paloma. Let's keep it to ourselves." Liliana's words came to her mind, making her gulp a bit.

"I apologize, ma'am. I think I forgot," Paloma said.

"I am not paying to forget things," Candela said.

"Yes, ma'am," Paloma said.

"Just go," Candela said, returning her gaze to her phone.

Paloma walked away, heading for the kitchen, but the doorbell rang.

"Get the door," Candela ordered.

"Yes, ma'am." Paloma said, walking towards the entrance door. She opened it, revealing Irina, dressed in a milky and black fur coat, black leather trousers, black heels and a black blouse.

"Welcome, ma'am," Paloma said.

"Thank you," Irina said, walking into the house.

Candela froze momentarily the minute she locked eyes with Irina.

"Oh, Hi, wifey," Irina said, smiling as she walked towards the living room.

Candela let out a sigh as she put down her glass of wine while Paloma walked back to the kitchen after closing the door.

"Um, can I get a glass of wine please?" Irina asked Paloma.

"Of course, ma'am," Paloma said, walking towards the kitchen.

"Thank you," Irina said, turning to the living room.

"Irina, what are you doing here?" Candela asked.

"Hello to you too," Irina said, taking a seat on the sofa far opposite to the one Candela is sitting on.

"I didn't ask you to sit," Candela said.

Irina scoffed. "Of course you didn't. I mean this is my house too, and you are just a bitch married into it."

Candela scowled at her.

Irina smiled.

"Again, Irina, what are you doing here?" Candela asked, trying to remain calm, which is hard.

"Where are Addy and Al?" Irina asked as Paloma walked towards Irina with a glass of wine.

"Thank you, sweetie," Irina said after taking the glass from Paloma. Paloma walked away and Candela rested her gaze on Irina, who drank from her glass.

"Man, that was refreshing," Irina said.

Candela stared at her.

"Even though I wasn't the one driving, being in the car just seated and looking pretty is exhausting, don't you think, wifey?" Irina asked.

"Candela," Candela corrected.

Irina nodded. "Noted. So, wifey, where are my guys?"

Candela scoffed.

"Addy!" Irina called.

"He is not home. And stop with that stupid name. His name is Don Adrian. Got it?" Candela corrected.

"Bitch, I am not Mario or any of your kids you could talk to like that," Irina said.

Candela scowled at her.

"Oh, right. You don't have any kids. Even Mario isn't yours either," Irina said, sipping her drink.

Candela's blood boiled in anger. "Listen you....."

"So Alfredo is here, right?" Irina retorted.

Candela scowled at her.

"I will go check his room then," Irina said, getting on her feet and placing the glass on her table.

"And oh, tell the maids to get my room ready for me because I am spending the night," Irina said.

Candela's face twitched a bit.

"Or not. But tell them anyway," Irina said, walking towards the stairs. Candela scowled at her as she ascended the stairs, her heels clicking annoyingly on the tiled stairs while she walked till she was out of sight.

Candela let out a scoff.

"Fucking bitch." she muttered, picking up her glass and gulping her drink.

"Ugh!"

ALONG THE HALLWAY.......

Irina walked majestically along the hallway, humming as she walked and in search of Alfredo's room.

She got closer to the door, knocked slightly and opened the door immediately before anyone could answer.

"Al....." She trailed off the minute she saw Alfredo and Dolores naked in bed but covered with the sheets.

"What in the juicy hell?" Irina muttered, staring at them as they moved a bit on the bed.

"Irina...." Alfredo called and looked at Dolores.

Irina scoffed. "I am so sorry. Perhaps I will come back." She said, walking out and closing the door.

"I thought you locked the door," Dolores whispered worriedly.

"I thought I did," Alfredo whispered back.

"What if it was my sister or worse, my daughter?" Dolores asked.

"It is not.... "

"Al, I am waiting outside. I need to talk to you!" Irina sang from outside the room, interrupting them.

Alfredo heaved a sigh.

"This is so embarrassing," Dolores said, getting out of bed and picking up her clothes.

"I am so sorry, Dolores," Alfredo said.

She didn't respond but put on her underwear.

"I didn't even know she was coming, and I literally thought I locked the door," he said.

"It's okay. I heard you. I need to leave." She said, fixing her dress as she headed for the door.

"Dolores," he called, but she didn't respond as she headed out the door.

"Damn you, Irina." He muttered, getting out of bed.

Outside the room, Dolores looked at Irina shyly and walked past.

"Nice to see you too," Irina said, chuckling a bit, making Dolores close her eyes and open them as she continued walking.

Irina knocked slightly and walked into the room.

"Hey bestie," Irina teased as she walked closer to the bed. Alfredo was standing close to the window, shirtless and fixing his belt.

"Ooh, someone seemed unhappy to see me," Irina said.

Alfredo turned to her. "Perfect timing, Irina."

"Gee, I didn't mean to cock block, I swear." She snickered.

"Fuck you," Alfredo said.

She chuckled. "Nah, she should be enough for you because damn. I didn't see that coming. You and Dolores? Fucking juicy," she said, sitting on the bed.

Alfredo averted his eyes from her as he faced the window.

"I can't wait to tell Addy about it," she said, making him turn to her.

She smiled.

"You serious right now?" he asked.

She shrugged. "He is part of us. Remember?"

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean he should know everything. We are not ten anymore, Irina," he snarled.

She rolled her eyes.

"What do you want anyway? Why are you here and in my fucking room?" he asked.

She raised her brows. "Hey don't get all worked up with me. I didn't tell you to leave your door open. What if her daughter walked in or her bitch sister?"

"Well, neither of them did. What the fuck do you want?" he asked, taking a seat on the couch.

She stared boringly at him.

"Seriously though, Dolores? Can you and Addy never cease to surprise me with your taste in women?" She asked.

He scoffed. "Oh please, you are not better than them. Dolores most especially."

"Drop it, you know I am far better than both of them. Including the deceased bitch. You and Addy know you would go for me if we weren't related," she said.

Alfredo made a face.

"You would both even compete just to have me," she said proudly.

He scoffed. "Firstly, Ew. And secondly, Adrian never made a choice. Alejandro made him marry the sisters for reasons you chose to forget all the time."

"Hmm, so what about you? Did he make you choose too?" she asked.

"No. I choose for myself, and I am proud of my choice. I am in love with her," he said.

She raised her brows. "Love?"

"You heard me," he said, getting on his feet and walking towards the windows.

"Hmm. This has gotten deeper than I expected," she said, getting on her feet. She walked towards the window and stood next to him.

"Well, congratulations. You finally found love." She said, without looking at him but focusing her gaze on the view through the windows.

"I am still on my mission to find mine," she said.

He scoffed. "And who is this lucky man?" He asked without looking at her.

She smiled slightly. "Adrian."

Alfredo furrowed his brows and looked at her.

"Adrian," he said.

She smiled without looking at him.

"Which Adrian?" He asked.

"Addy," she said.

He scoffed. "You are joking, right?"

"Nope. I am dead serious," she said, looking at him.

He stared at her.

"What? Only you know I have feelings for him. I literally told you." She said.

"Yes, but that was decades ago. I thought it had worn off your menace brain," he said, shaking his head as he faced the window.

"Well, it never wore off. I still have feelings for him," she said, facing the windows.

Alfredo looked at her.

"Actually, my feelings are stronger now and due. It is time to let him know," she said boldly.

"Irina," he called.

"Don't discourage me, Al. You know I fucking hate it when you do that." She snapped.

"I am not...."

"What?" She retorted.

He heaved a sigh.

"Don't you like the idea of him divorcing that annoying bitch downstairs and get married to me?" She asked, making him give her a look.

"It will be perfect. I mean that's how things are supposed to be. I literally met him first," she said.

"Listen, Irina. Adrian is never going to accept your feelings for him. You know how he is," Alfredo said.

Irina rolled her eyes.

"Especially now that I think he is falling for someone else," He added, facing the window.

"Wait, what?"