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I bench 275, curl l40, and squat 400 More than your average Joe at Gold’s gyhter in the Octagon I know he’s just trying to get back in et laid I’, healthy, beautiful, sexy If I wanted, I could be a professional model I prefer anonymity, I like a low profile I am not an exhibitionist anymore I don’t need to show off my beautiful body to anyone I’ive a shit if anyone else knows it
"I don’t need anyone I don’t need Enrique, I don’t love hi it over and over maybe someday it will be true What’s the truth? I want that son-of-a-bitch every second of every ht now He’s been there for two hours I’m so well connected to him I don’t even have to think about it, I just knohere he is It’s there riding in the back of my consciousness, an ever-present awareness of Enrique
He’s in his office, probably waiting for ive hi he can darovel, but if it’s not in ive an inch!
How is he taking it? Oh he tries He tries to seducefor the lies and the double-speak I’e on my desk a couple weeks after I returned to work It had a note signed, Love Enrique
Everyone signs letters that way He always has It doesn’t e was pretty awesome, my shiny new visa identification card with a special provision work permit to lawfully act as Enrique’s ‘Administrative Assistant’ I aal in the US, and I collect ht he hadHe tried to put his ar he’d finally won me over
I swatted him off, "Don’t touch me!"
He gave me that look, the one I see once in a while, a hurt look Fuck hih his ain
He reie that Arana took, even replaced old bracelet with a new one – which I refuse to wear He’s paying me over a hundred thousand annual salary to spy on everyone All that al ial for tax purposes, and to avoid entangleal aliens He didn’t do it for me He did it for himself, for his own self interests I’m not that easily fooled anymore
That’s why he killed Lia He didn’t do it to protect radation He killed her for shooting at him … and well, she actually shot him a couple times She had intended to take his head off with that chef knife I just got in the way Stupid me I had to be the love-sick idiot to take on the psycho bitch to save Enrique’s ungrateful hide And who got stabbed eight times? Me, that’s who
I spent six days in that hospital bed, damn near died In addition to my stab wounds I suffered dehydration, shock, four broken ribs, three broken toes, four broken fingers, a dislocated shoulder, a concussion, and a broken nose and jaw The nurses and doctors were surprised I survived The fact I recovered so quickly creeped theht I should’ve been bed ridden for at least a unshot wounds healed up in forty-eight hours without so much as a scar on his flawless white ass
He didn’t kill Lia for any of theme, he killed her on principle I was not fooled, nor ilances, sycophantic co hiive a shit about me I’m his tool, his snoop, and a food source But I’m not his damn sex toy anymore I sleep inabused by Lia, he didn’t worry too much when I was raped and beaten to a pulp by Arana He has lost all rights and privileges to my body beyond the bites I allow hiet o every afternoon for those hours before he awakes
He’s a persistent bastard Wants to have his cake and eat it too I knohat he wants I can actually sense his desire forupin the air between us I have to put him in his place occasionally
"Back off, asshole! Stop staring at ame up and puts on that butt-hurt look, like I broke his heart The bastard doesn’t have a heart, and he definitely doesn’t love me When you love someone you tell them how you feel He has never once said the words
Instead of lying tosubtle hints Like last night He put the newspaper on my desk with an article about the arrest of a Coloh his manipulations I’m not that naïve anymore
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Septeents with US Marshalls raided the home of Faustino Vasquez on a warrant obtained froiven in an anonymous tip The unnamed caller claimed Vasquez, aka "El Tiburon", had kidnapped Ahmet Rahim Mahmoud, an investment advisor