Micaela spent the afternoon at the hotel working on her design, her impressions were becoming clearer and clearer, she was a bit excited, she kept drawing and revising, she had the feeling that this design would definitely allow her to sneak into the final!
When it got dark she didn’t even notice, and only when she suddenly realized that the light in the room was not natural light, but light, she looked up in surprise, feeling a gaze focused on him, she unconsciously turned her head to the side….
Indeed, Carlos was sitting on the sofa next to her, bending his long legs and looking at her with deep eyes for who knows how long….
His eyes were warm, loving, and held emotions that Micaela had never seen before, seemingly, grim….
Micaela’s heart stiffened at the significant gleam of sadness in his eyes….
-Carlos, what’s wrong?
With that, Micaela put down the pen and walked towards him.
Carlos quickly pulled himself together and the sadness vanished as if it hadn’t been there….
Micaela takes a seat next to him.
Carlos tilted his head to the side to look at her, the corners of his mouth curved up as he drew back his bent legs and gave her a deep look, gesturing for her to sit in his arms.
Micaela looked into his eyes and unconsciously sat on his lap, her hand wrapped around his neck, a little wary, did she just misread him?
Carlos wrapped his arms tightly around her, resting his head on her shoulder, smelling the fragrance of her body and feeling much more relaxed.
It was still dark when he returned, and Micaela was so focused on her drawing that she didn’t even notice when he opened the door and walked in, turning on the light.
Looking at Micaela, who was so serious, with her calm and beautiful side, he didn’t want to disturb her and just watched her in silence.
He likes to watch her, even if he doesn’t have to do anything.
Micaela asked, a little disturbed, in a low voice.
-Carlos, what’s wrong with you?
Carlos was so lost in his own thoughts that Moisés called his mother as soon as he heard that Micaela might have the contract on her.
His mother, who was naturally reluctant to speak at first, had a moment of surprise when Moses said he was accompanied by a girl who had left Salamonsa at the age of 8. Within moments she relented, answered only one of Moses’ questions and would say no more, and simply hung up.
According to Moises’ mother, it is still not possible to determine whether or not her Micaela was hired.
Moses’ mother said that the maximum term of the contract was 15 years, and that if the antidote was not administered within 15 years, the poison was released, and that it could not be detected by outside forces unless the person himself knew about it.
So taking Micaela in for a checkup today, no amount of detail will help….
It was unbelievable, but with the investigation report before him, plus his own mother, six people had died, and Carlos had to believe it….
If Micaela was also given a contract, nobody knows how old she was when she was given the “contract”, 14 years after leaving Salamonsa… …
Carlos is afraid to look down….
He also calmed down thinking that maybe they had not given her the so called “contract”, otherwise her parents would not have come all this way to take her, that the “contract” had been given in Salamonsa, that the antidote must be in Salamonsa, and that if they loved her so much, why take the risk of leaving? Why would she take such a risk and leave?
But Carlos was not sure, they were dead and buried, Sergio and the others did not know, and he could not let Micaela risk such a horrible “contract” on their…
What is Salamonsa’s secret that she can’t tell that makes her mother leave knowing she will be poisoned if she leaves?
When she was 12 years old, her mother told her that she was going back to Salamonsa to finish the job… what exactly was she finishing?
Micaela asked twice without receiving an answer and became even more anxious, reaching out and grabbing Carlos’ cheek, looking him straight in the eyes and asking with anxious eyes.
-Say something, don’t scare me?
Carlos looked again at the worried girl in front of him, yes, how could he afford to scare her?
He didn’t want to tell Micaela those things now, he didn’t want her to be as anxious as he was, he wanted her to be happy with the arrangements he had made, and then he would tell her everything he knew, crystal clear.
Nothing must happen to his Micaela, he must, protect her.
Once his plans were made, he pulled himself together quickly and looked at her with deep eyes while his voice sounded deep.
-Micaela, I’ve been sitting here for an hour and you haven’t even noticed me, I’m so sad.
Micaela is in a bit of a daze….
A slight smirk teased the corners of Carlos’ mouth as he withdrew his hand from hers, grabbed the back of her neck with one hand and pulled her tight against him, gently touching her red lips.
-I’m not as present as the design, do you think I’m too much of a failure as a boyfriend? I’m very sad and I need Micaela to comfort me?
Micaela looked a little incredulous, really?
Could it be that the glimpse of sadness a moment ago was a mistake?
Micaela bites her lip and apologizes.
-No, I’m sorry, I just got too involved in the painting….
Carlos hooks the broken hair of his headphones behind his ears, his voice a little muffled.
-Don’t apologize, ask for another comfort….
Micaela blushed slightly and without hesitation, took the initiative to kiss his fine lips, Carlos let him touch them softly, delicate lips with his sweet scent, only a moment later, Carlos couldn’t hold on to resume dominance, dominantly attacking the city, until Micaela couldn’t breathe anymore before releasing his….
A muffled voice rang in her ears.
-I’ve got Diego booked for dinner, so shall we go?
Micaela sat up straight and looked at Carlos, her expression was so normal, not a trace of grief…..
And yes, what’s there to cry for a good cause?
She must have read it wrong…
Carlos tightened his arms and whispered with his thin lips against her red ones.
-I’ll be happy to have an ‘aperitif’ first before dinner if Micaela doesn’t want to get up….
Micaela hurried to try to free herself from his grip and stand up.
-I want to get up, I’m hungry!
Then Carlos let go of her and dragged her with him.
Eric is back too, six people, they booked a private room, and the dinner is sumptuous, all the famous Fracimon Nation dishes, impeccable in presentation, texture and taste.
Micaela and Alba outlined their plans, did not feel pressed for time and enjoyed the meal very comfortably.
When she returned to her room after dinner, Eric explained in a broken voice.
-Micaela, tomorrow morning is the dress rehearsal and the official fashion show in the afternoon, it will be from 2pm to 8pm, so rest early tonight and be in the best shape possible, tomorrow will be full of famous models from Fracimon Nation and most probably the rivals from the World Model Contest will also be there. We can’t take it lightly.
Alba looked sideways at Erici.
-Eric, don’t be ridiculous, when in Micaela do we not take each and every walk seriously?
Eric froze for a moment and smiled.
-Also…
Ernesto swiped his room card and Alba took Micaela’s hand to go in with him.
-Micaela, help me see what I need to change in my design.
Saying this and dragging Micaela inside, Ernesto looked at Carlos and invited.
-Do you want to come in and sit with me?
Carlos shakes his head.
-No, you come in.
Ernesto closed the door without complaint.
Eric’s room is in the front room and he turns to greet the remaining Carlos and Diego.
-Mr. Aguayo, Diego good night, I’m going to my room.
With that he prepared to leave and Carlos lifted his leg to follow him, his voice deep.
-Eric, let’s talk.
Eric looked back with some surprise as Mr. Aguayo and Diego followed him.
Why does it look so serious?
Not daring to linger, Eric swiped his card to open the door and welcomed the two men, pondering what Mr. Aguayo might talk to him about.
It must be because of Micaela!
Eric thought of something and said excitedly with a twinkle in his eye.
-So Mr. Aguayo has finally decided to renew Micaela’s contract? Great, he has finally realized that renewing her contract doesn’t affect her marriage, even if she has a baby, it doesn’t matter, with Micaela’s fame, anything around her can be her industrial chain, endorsing home products, products for mothers and babies, anything as long as she doesn’t leave the scene?
Diego interrupted Eric’s boast with great reluctance.
-I’m sorry, Mr. Eric, but we at Mr. want to say that after participating in the World Modeling Contest, Miss Micaela will have to retire from modeling, and we accept in full the indemnity for breach of contract.