Disappearing for me is not easy at all due to the very overwhelming life that I usually lead for my business, but when you are from the mafia like me, doing it from time to time brings you one or another advantage.
Doing such an action takes you out of the public spotlight and protects you from the condemning eye, which allows you to work secretly each of the moves with greater ease and because not caution.
This time I decided to disappear again from everyone's view including Emma's since I needed to see how far she covers her screen, because yes, I still have doubts about her, because there are matters about such a girl that do not quite fit me and that for some reason these could be related to my parents disappeared some years ago.
So, I disappeared for a while because I also needed to focus on solving some issues, loose ends that I had to tie up, more now that I have the alphas breathing right down my neck after the move with Gurel.
These days have been atrocious and having Izra's monster constantly around has made it much worse because he has been very aware of my movements by order of the other leaders.
The situation has been so conflictive that I even had to ask Lyall to get away from the girls for a while so that the suspicions of such a man would be somewhat dispelled, suspicions that were leading him to Emma directly even without even being involved in the mistakes made by Gurel himself.
Although the truth is, I have to admit that I have not stopped having them under surveillance since the brothers Monoe, Shoul, Towan, Balash and Ikel have been in their constant monitoring in case something happened in my absence.
It was thanks to such a decision that I learned in a surprising way that the wolves of the forest had begun to be seen moving around Belcier and that they had been watching not only the humans but also Emma and Lina, which meant that big problems were coming.
And I could even quote that we were facing the beginning of the dark times just as it happened about twenty-five years ago, a time when wolves were not afraid to show themselves to humans and harm them in an atrocious way.
Such chaos not only produced countless human deaths, but the conflict also led us to shed our blood for such a situation I was obliged to suggest to the council the prohibition law "Schwaarz" that more than anything condemns wolves to exile or even death in its most extreme form if they appear before humans.
Therefore, everything was beginning to give indicators that something very bad was coming while the air of tension increased every day.
On one of those days, while I was immersed in my office at the top of the Lombardi building, a tower of no more than ten floors, the tallest building in Belcier in which most of the customs programs for both entry and exit from the region that occur through the port are kept in custody.
First of all, one of my biggest advantages since being from the mafia such a program allows me to move my merchandise as I please, both weapons and technology that are avidly taken out of these lands with unknown directions for me because I only care about my pay and control.
There fixing some documents, very aware of my obligations I find myself when without warning Lombardi without caring about anything else, he broke into my offices despite the failed attempts made by my secretary to stop him.
Seeing him there was somewhat surprising because, although we are related because a lot of the merchandise for the restaurant in terms of food comes by boat from Venice as it is faster and more convenient, we do not treat each other for anything else, because there is no relationship of closeness between both.
He presented himself to me and in every possible way and for having tried to convince me to appear at his house since he wanted me to meet during the reception of his beloved wife Mrs. Susan with whom I did keep a closeness because I met her a few years ago when I returned to reign in my home.
Today Mrs. Susan was my employee and she was for a while until I met Mrs. Zoe again, the eternal housekeeper of the Bastrii house, but said woman simply one day decided to leave, even so, despite my attempts to be cold and moody, for some reason her kindness and affection despite being a human transcended in me.
Faced with such an invitation I reluctantly accepted and reluctantly that weekend I ended up heading to the residence where that reception would take place in the company of Lyall.
Once there I knew that in truth more than anything that this was all about a meeting for Emma and I to meet again, a meeting of which neither of us had knowledge so first of all we did not know the reason for it.
I arrived and what a warm welcome I was given by the hand of the employees and Lombardi; until that moment I had no knowledge that Emma was in the house, even less because I did not step on the residence very well, I was directed to Martín's office where for some time we locked ourselves in to talk.
There the time passed at his mercy before he was directed to what would be my room in which I would stay because the happy meeting would last from Saturday to Sunday completely covering the rest of the weekend.
Bored of being inside the house and listening to their chatter I decided to take a walk outside, fresh air always feels good and I needed to take a break from all that.
With my hands hidden in my pockets I started walking around that place where with evident tranquility I contemplated the garden added to the eternal passivity that was housed in that space and hypnotized I walked around the surroundings as if my body had a mind of its own.
Who would have thought that on top of a small hill in a completely open space, one of the many that surround that house, the scent of Emma would call me to her as strongly as I had never done.
And there I contemplated her sitting and inert completely still fixed before such a landscape, her beauty covered by the faint sunlight that still remained descending from above allowed her to contemplate in a unique and spectacular way.
Her beauty before her was not hidden from view, however it stood out even more strongly.
Seeing her sitting there reflecting, despite being an adult, the innocence of a child curious about what her eyes constantly discover, caused me a lot of tenderness, it tamed my heart, despite not being able to externalize my emotions, even less to give them life.
Talking to her felt so familiar, so close, that even one thing led us to another and in the end I ended up doing one of mine common thing the truth is, despite this Emma acted in a cold way, one that made me feel annoyed and forced me to react in a way never thought of before.
I fought for his attention and tried to manipulate the situation in my favor and in the end we ended up in a slightly compromising position.
Seeing her lying there on the stretcher caused me to somehow want to try to flirt with her and once on her while holding her back I couldn't help but play the villain role that characterizes me because, although I shouldn't for some reason see her weak and without possibilities causes me relief even more knowing that at that moment I am the one who controls her destiny.
I was so entertained following my role as a bad boy that it wasn't until it was too late and for the first time I contemplated that creepy and uncomfortable expression of fear sprouting from her, it seemed as if she had seen the devil himself that and added to her screams was what made me realize that I should stop.
"what have you done? "
I asked myself when I saw him temper and I couldn't help but feel bad about it and in response to try to remedy my behavior as if that could change something, although I know that not after coming to my senses I kissed the tip of her nose eh try that she will take that situation as a simple game.