Revenge And Love Against My Mafia Ex-Husband
Chapter 6

Stop, seriously, I don't know what you're talking about," said Ximena as she pushed him away with both hands.

-I don't know what you're talking about," said Ximena as she pushed him away with both hands, "don't do that to yourself, that night when you saved me from being eliminated by the garbage cart.

I really didn't recognize you, you were so bloody, besides I only saw you that night and with so much stress and running around, it was a traumatic experience and my car was a total loss.

-It's very strange, it's the first time a woman doesn't remember my face and resists not having an affair with me the first time they meet me, you really intrigue me, you are a challenge for a psychologist.

-I have a problem with recognizing faces, I think it's called prosopagnosia and I associate faces of people who act the same, besides I erase the ones that make me have bad experiences.

-Ximena, I don't know why I think that's not true, I guess it's like they say that a thief is the one who steals, even if it's just a piece of bread to eat, you lied to me that your name was Maria and your phone number, I called you a thousand times or more and an old man answered and laughed and said his name was Maria.

-I really feel sorry, I hope that doesn't reflect on my academic results, professor d.

-How can I trust a student who lied to me?

-and one who risked her life for a stranger,

-and a good one to debate, I remember I promised you whatever you want, at least let me pay for that car.

-I have to sell it for scrap, I have a problem, the plates are missing and I need them for some paperwork.

-Oh Ximena, I hope you didn't drop it when you were running away or when you hit the collection truck.

-I hope not, there's a danger that those thugs will attack me.

-No, Ximena, I don't think so, don't worry, maybe the mechanic took it off or something, don't worry, one of my friends is an expert in vehicle procedures, I'll tell him to take care of it.

-In that case I'd be very grateful, I guess I'm getting into debt with you.

-No, I'm the one in debt, or I don't know, they say that women are always right, well, I propose you, let's go for a weekend to my Melgar farm, don't worry, nothing will happen that you don't want to happen. -Yes, sure, I'll call you to pick me up," said Ximena smiling.

-You're kidding me, you don't have my number," he told her and with a deft movement he took the cell phone from her waist, unblocked it, put it in Ximena's face and saved her number as "amorcito" (sweetheart).

She pretended that it bothered him trying to leave, without her feet moving, at that moment the music changed to a samba, the famous Lambada or better known as the forbidden dance, he pulled her gently, but firmly by the arm so she would not leave the dance floor, where he forced her to dance this Brazilian rhythm, their eyes were asking for more, their excited bodies provoked the other attendants to make a wheel encouraging them with their clapping, everyone could notice the chemistry between them, they liked each other very much, with this song they closed the discotheque due to the law of closing at one hour in the morning.

-Ximena, let me take you home.

-No, don't worry Angelo, I'm going to wait for a cab.

-No Ximena, it's not an option for you, come on, it's dangerous to take a cab if you ask for it by phone and even more at this time of the morning.

-Well, it's ok, after all, I lost my car for being a redeemer and I almost got crucified.

He took her in his brand new sports car, during the way their looks were playing and their mouths were laughing for any reason, they both wanted that trip to last forever, until he arrived at her house, at the moment they were both thinking, the goodbye. -Goodbye teacher, see you at the university, I hope you are not going to slash me, are you?

-I'm not a teacher, as long as you are judicious, don't worry, you'll do fine, and if it's difficult for you, I can give you very personalized private lessons.

-I think I should go inside, the neighbors here live with psychosis, they call the police for seeing a car parked at this hour.

They went out and he accompanied her to the door, she turned the keys on her finger, he looked at her eyes and mouth, approaching her slowly like a cat hunting pigeons, she stood still, she pretended to be looking towards the street and turned her face at the last moment when she felt he could not get any closer, and they tried each other for a minute that seemed like an eternity, their mouths danced in a dance of caresses, in a lingual ballet, they ended up staring at each other lowering their arms, until their hands grabbed each other, she walked to the door without letting go of him, she said goodbye again with a peck in her mouth, she entered quickly, saying: -chao tomorrow we'll talk.

He looked at the door for a few moments and went to some cars behind his and ordered them:

Come out, quickly, I know you are hiding, Vivían, what was all that commotion, fortunately she did not hear him.

Some armed men got out and a beautiful red-haired woman with a little black shiny leather dress answered him:

-Chief, they were ambushed, fortunately we hit them first, we finished them all off, we took their cell phones and personal belongings to investigate them.

-Well done, Vivían, it is possible that they are looking for her because she lost the license plates of the car the night those dogs killed Miguelito, I want you to protect her at all times, without her knowing and if something happens to her, you will be responsible and you know how things are in this business. -Yes, sir, there is no room for mistakes, the one who commits it pays with his life, I know that since I started working with Don Joseph; try to calm down, we'd better go and I'll give you a massage in the Jacuzzi. -No, Vivían, I'm not in the mood for that kind of thing.