2. Sweet Dreams
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2. Sweet Dreams
Sara
It's already morning. I suppose I'm going to be questioned about why I didn't leave that man's house earlier. But I'll make something up.
I take public transportation and arrive at our makeshift headquarters in this city. I must hurry, because if they realize I'm not at the house my sister rented, it'll be chaos.
I knock on the door with the code that only group members know.
Knock, knock, knock, knooock.
The door opens immediately and I enter without thinking.
"Did you get it?" Damon asks me. We call him Demon among ourselves.
"Are you doubting my skills?" I ask him mockingly, but he doesn't find my comment amusing. We stare at each other. He's a handsome guy, twenty-eight years old, with a small scar on his forehead in true Harry Potter style. When we're alone, I usually call him that, but in front of others, it's f*******n.
"You took a long time. Did he do something to you?" He asks me with anxiety in his voice. I know he's afraid that someone might even look at me too much, but the truth is he has no right over me.
"No, he didn't do anything to me. It's just that he took a while to fall asleep." I give him vague explanations. But apparently, he doubts what I'm telling him.
"If something happened, you can tell me, and I'll take care of him." Just the thought of him harming that CEO makes me uneasy.
"I'm telling you nothing happened". He doesn't ask me any more questions, and I hand him the information I obtained.
"Was it very difficult?" he asks me, but I give a half-smile.
“Nah, I don’t even know what difficult means. Just a basic password,” I reply casually. He now gives me a half-smile.
"I don't know why I don't believe you, but you see everything as easy. You're a genius". I flop onto the bean bag chair in a corner of the place.
"Well, that's how it seemed to me." I start to yawn. I'm going home. Check the drive and let me know if there's anything useful.
Demon just nods and accompanies me to the door.
"I have my motorcycle here, I can take you." He tells me, but I decline.
“I’d rather sleep on the bus. Besides, I need to find a way to sneak into the house without my sister noticing. I’ll call my brother’s twins, who are also staying over, to help me out.”
The man just nods. I peek out before leaving and look both ways down the street. Seeing that it's safe, I quickly step out. I walk a block and see the bus coming. When I get on, I settle in the middle section, which I consider the safest, and close my eyes.
I still have in my mind how that man took away my virginity. The one I had carefully guarded to give to someone special. Why did my body and heart decide it should be him? I still don't understand.
Flashback
"Do you like my house?" he asks me as we enter. I see that everything is sophisticated and modern. It's familiar to me because my brother designed his house in a very similar way. His fortune skyrocketed with the applications he designed years ago. It can be said with certainty that he became one of the richest men in America. When the whole family decided to move to the United States, he became a technology icon in that country. Only my sister and her husband stayed to live in Mexico, but with my brother-in-law retiring, I think they'll soon be living here too. Their children don't want to be far from their cousins, and my parents want all their grandchildren together.
"So?" he asks, and I realize I've been daydreaming as usual. It's a bad habit of mine that I need to eradicate.
“It’s nice, though I wouldn’t know how to use everything,” I reply, chuckling internally. Sure, as if. I think I designed that coffee machine model myself. And sold it for a hefty price. My personal account now has quite a bit of extra cash.
“Do you know how to use everything?” I tease, and he pauses for a moment.
“Some things were just installed. But how hard could they be?” he says. I hold back a grin.
“If you say so,” I think, putting on an innocent face.
"I'm going to change. Maybe take a shower. Will you wait here?" he says, and I think it's an invitation. Nice try, handsome, haha.
"Yes, I'd rather wait here." I tell him, and he smiles.
I decide to explore the house and look for the computer that must be around here. The person who gave us the information was very clear about how critical it was to retrieve the data.
First, I go to the kitchen and pour myself some water. With the glass in hand, I walk around the place. I open each door until I find one that seems to be an office. It has all the right accessories, and above all, on the large desk, there's that beautiful device. My fingers itch to know what information it holds.
"Did you find my office?" someone asks behind me. I jump, spilling the water from the glass onto the floor.
"You scared me!" I tell him, and he smiles. He's only wearing a pair of sweatpants and his torso is bare. I feel like running my hand over those chocolate abs, but no. I've never done that. I must control myself.
"Is there anything you'd like to touch?" The cynic says, noticing how I look at him.
"Nothing interesting." I turn around trying to slip away, but he stops me. He corners me and leans in to my ear.
"I like you, Sara. You're beautiful." I'm very nervous, but I try to calm down.
"You haven't even offered me anything to drink other than the water I got myself, and you want to seduce me. Terrible service." My words amuse him, and he bursts out laughing.
"Hahaha. You talk like a young girl. How old are you?" I stay still, trying to figure out what to do.
I confidently say, "I'm twenty-three." And I'm lying.
Well, miss. Let's go to the living room to have something nice to drink.
I smile, knowing that soon, someone will fall into a sweet dream.
End of flashback
I open my eyes, realizing we're arriving at my stop. I stand up and walk to the front of the bus.
As soon as I get off, I call one of my brother's twins.
"Is it clear?" she giggles.
"It's clear, and the window is open. Hurry up. I heard my aunt coming to wake us up." I jump over the small fence and sneak to the girls' window. I climb up to a high branch of the tree outside. From there, I leap and land in the room. I run to the bed and cover myself.
"Up, up, lazybones. It's time for breakfast."
My sister is an old soul in a beautiful body. Sometimes I think she's the same age as her husband.
"We're coming, aunt." My nieces reply. When Lily leaves, I turn to look at them.
"Thanks, girls, I owe you one". they smile cynically. They'll definately make me pay for this, haha! But it's all part of the job.
But at the door is my brother-in-law, who watches me with evident curiosity. What are you thinking, Franco?
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