It wasn’t long before Carlos also drove Micaela down the hill.
Micaela asked, with some curiosity.
-Carlos, do you seem to be addressing them in particular today?
Carlos squeezed the small hand he had in his palm, the midday sun was hotter and he controlled his speed so that Micaela would walk in his shadow, protecting her from the sun with his own body, and said weakly.
-Well, today, on a whim, I suddenly wanted to torture them.
Micaela cried and laughed a little, knowing that it was also a way to help her parents get justice, and a wave of consolation rose in her heart.
After taking Carlos to visit her mother and father’s grave, feeling a little less worried, and seeing herself walking in Carlos’ shadow, and touched by his care, Micaela spoke with a little mischief.
-Carlos, having brought you to see my parents today, you are mine!
Carlos stopped abruptly and looked at her.
Micaela also tilted her head slightly to look at him, her porcelain white little face even more tender in the natural light, her light eyes swirled with a slight smile.
Carlos’ heart clenched and he wrapped a hand around the back of her neck, today she had her hair up, exposing the bare nape of her neck, his thin lips came close and whispered in her ear.
-Micaela, do you want me to kiss you in front of all those undead?
Dead, undead…
Micaela looked unconsciously around her, at the silent rows of tombstones surrounded by the occasional variety of birdsong….
The girl, who had felt no fear, suddenly felt furious when he said this, and suddenly remembered again the feeling of the last haunted house, so she screamed in fright and threw herself into his arms, wrapping her arms around his waist.
-Carlos, you big bad man!
A smile teased the corners of Carlos’ mouth, and he tightened his arms and whispered in her ear.
-The big villain has been yours for a long time.
Micaela burst into a blush of embarrassment.
Carlos took her by the arm and continued down the hill.
-Come on, then these undead are going to spit on us for showing love here.
Undead: Mr. Aguayo, you stole my line!
Micaela squeezed Carlos’ slim waist and kept walking without looking away, only to look at him with exasperation when he got into the car.
Carlos was in a good mood, starting the car and looking at her suspiciously.
-You keep looking at me with such affection and I’ll pounce on you and kiss you.
Micaela looked away sharply, wisely choosing not to argue with him, after all he would definitely talk the talk….
Pulling out her phone and looking at it, she discovered that Alba had sent her several messages to tell her about the drawings.
She got distracted and opened the connection with some nervousness, looked at the ranking and a surge of joy went up in her heart, she knew that the design, would never let her down.
Carlos took Micaela back to the office and as soon as he sat down he also started to follow the competition, even though he knew Micaela was a sure winner, he was still a little excited to open the leaderboard.
First place Micalos.
Micalos.
Carlos’ mouth took on a charming curve and he pulled the girl straight into his arms.
Micaela bit her lip, she knew she couldn’t go near him, she would be in his arms as soon as he got close!
Micaela was about to speak when the man’s thin lips came closer and captured her in a passionate kiss before releasing her for a long moment.
-Congratulations, Micaela.
The low, muffled voice was magnetic and melodious, and contained an unabashed joy that made Micaela’s heart beat even faster.
Looking at the computer screen, which displayed the standings of the design contest, she said.
-It’s still too early to congratulate ourselves, there are still three days left to vote…..
Carlos said deliberately.
-It’s okay, with tens of thousands of people under the Aguayo Group, one vote per person will definitely secure your number one.
Micaela stood up and wrapped her arms around his neck, a smile on her face.
-No, you won’t.
Carlos’ forehead against hers.
-Micaela knows me so well?
The freshness of the scent intoxicates Micaela.
-No, it’s you who understands me.
Carlos took her lips again…
Micaela was in a good mood and paid no attention to the classifications. Alba also found it natural to ignore the results until three days later, when she received the official notification that the results of the contest had been announced and that Micaela had indisputably come in first place and Alba in fourth, also moving on to the finals.
-My God, not only did we advance, but we moved up one place, Micaela, I’m so happy!
In Brillantella’s living room, Alba hugged Micaela and jumped on her.
Micaela was also happy to see that everyone else had progressed together.
The two sat down together and turned on their iPads.
Miguel dropped to third place, and second place went to Nubcancion designer and extraordinarily familiar figure, Kiki.
Alba said cheerfully.
-Kiki is very strong, the first day she came in behind me and I was a little embarrassed that I, a newbie, was ahead of her, but now I think it’s her fans who are still on track to catch up!
Micaela smiled and was a little embarrassed to see Kiki’s name, she was also a designer under her before….
Alba turns the tables again and looks at Micaela with admiration in her eyes.
-But Micaela, you are the best, the first place not to mention, the number of votes swinging ahead of tens of thousands, you really have too many people who like this design, in the future this patent appearance does not know how many companies want to grab the head to buy out.
Micaela smiled slightly and did not tell Alba that the game sponsor was Carlos?
The two began a busy life, spending days driving around the studios and nights at their desks preparing finals, finally turning in their drafts on the last day after ten days.
Micaela had to talk to Eric to schedule the finals, which were scored and reviewed on the spot, to determine the first and second runner-up.
Eric learned during his visit to Fracimon Nation that they had entered the design competition and was not surprised that they both made it to the finals together.
Only to see their delicate eyes raise and cocked an eyebrow.
-I’ve already arranged the work schedule, so you can go to the awards quietly and not come back until you get a place.
They both laughed with glee.
Late in the afternoon, Carlos and Ernesto pick up their respective girlfriends and Micaela gets into the car and consults the agenda on her phone with a vague sense of unease.
Carlos asked as he looked at her.
-What happened with Micaela?
Micaela is so tired lately, she’s busy with work and design, her face has shrunk to a small size, which makes me feel even more sorry for Carlos…..
Micaela raised her eyes, looked at Carlos and said, somewhat dejected.
-Soon it will be a month.
Carlos didn’t react for a moment and looked at the girl.
Micaela lowers her head slightly, with a touch of discouragement in her tone.
-Olivia’s month-long date with Leonardo’s mother is coming up.