Chapter 2 False Identity

• Thara immediately went to Mía's room, where her friend recounted everything that had happened the night before.
• "Friend, I can't believe you finally achieved the goal you had coming here."
• "It's not funny, Thara. I have no idea who the hell I spent the night with. I'm very worried; what if he's a criminal?"
• "That doesn't matter; what's important is that coming here wasn't in vain." Thara was also worried but tried to calm her friend.
• "Let's go home; I'll stop by and get a morning-after pill. I hardly remember anything, and I don't know if that man used protection. I just hope I didn't catch anything else."
• "I wonder how he managed to enter your room."
• "I don't know; maybe I didn't close the door properly in my rush to get to the restaurant. Just imagine if he's some maniac! It's terrifying."
• "Do you remember the table with those handsome guys?" Thara, being Cuban, sometimes had a peculiar way of speaking.
• "I remember. What happened to them?"
• "I hooked up with the light-eyed blondie. We had an incredible night. I wish he could have stayed longer with me, but his friend called him, and he had to go to the airport. Uhmm."
• "And what about that?"
• "Hahaha, that guy was so damn hot."
• Ahmed was inside the plane, his head leaning back, and he closed his eyes. The girl's face came to his mind again; she truly was beautiful. She had a special scent, and when she entered the room, that fragrance immediately filled his nostrils, making it impossible for him to resist. Besides, her body's curves were pleasant to touch. After such a long time without having sexual relations with anyone, he had done it in the worst possible way, forcing himself on such a delicate girl. He squeezed his temples with his hands, massaging them to try to alleviate the headache.
• Cambell arrived a few minutes later, and seeing Ahmed deep in thought, he decided not to speak to him. His friend tended to get furious when bothered. After a while, the Arab opened his eyes.
• "Wow, buddy, I thought you'd be in that position the whole flight. We're almost there."
• Ahmed looked at him seriously, poured himself a glass of whiskey, and drank it before speaking.
• "I need to know who that girl is and what the hell happened last night. I don't know who put the aphrodisiac in my drink. If it wasn't you, with all your insistence that I should be with someone, then I have no f***ing clue who it was or why."
• "Do you think that girl had something to do with it? Maybe she knew you and wanted to be with you."
• "Why would she do that? She didn't know I would enter her room by mistake. Besides, it was her first time, and I took it from her in the worst way. I don't think she knew me, and I had never seen her before."
• He clenched his fist, shattering the crystal glass in his hand. He quickly wrapped his hand in a handkerchief to stop the bleeding.
• Cambell looked at him in astonishment. His friend had a unique way of telling things. What an interesting night he had, and he thought Ahmed was just sleeping in his room, as boring as ever.
• When they arrived in New York, they went straight to the corporate office. Shortly after their arrival, Ahmed received a call from Zafir.
• "Hello, Zafir. What have you investigated?"
• "Boss, the girl left the hotel. When we arrived, she was no longer there. I managed to get the footage from the hotel hallway cameras; I'll send it to you."
• "Have you found out her name?"
• "No, she registered with a fake identity."
• "Damn! Keep investigating, it's crucial to get footage from the restaurant."
• "I'll try, boss. The hotel staff is very tight-lipped. It was difficult to get the hallway footage, but as soon as I manage to obtain it, I'll send it to you."
• "Okay."
• Ahmed reviewed the footage. It showed Mía leaving the room with her friend. Undoubtedly, that was the girl he spent the night with. He would recognize that beautiful face anywhere. He saved the video carefully; it was the only thing he had of that girl for now.
• In Los Angeles, a handsome man and a frivolous woman were gathered, celebrating that everything was going according to their plans. Soon, he would have a beautiful woman by his side, and he didn't care about everything he had done to achieve it.
• Mía arrived home, and her sister Caroline welcomed her with joy. There was a lot of love between them, although their stepmother Sonia always tried to keep them apart. Later, Sonia arrived and called Mía to talk.
• "Where were you? I've been trying to locate you." Her stepmother looked genuinely upset.
• "That's my business, and I don't owe you any explanations."
• "Carlo wouldn't be pleased to know that you didn't come home last night."
• "I couldn't care less. You can inform him if you want."
• "You better be careful not to ruin this engagement. You know what would happen if you don't marry him."
• "I'm perfectly aware. Don't worry; I'll marry him."
• Mía turned around and walked away to lock herself in her room. It was her sanctuary in that house, the only place where she felt at peace.
• She fell asleep, and after a while, she felt someone lying next to her. She tried to get up, but she couldn't; strong arms imprisoned her.
• "Shhh, little one, don't get up. We'll be husband and wife soon, so it doesn't matter if you let me caress you from now on." He leaned in to try to kiss her.
• Mía managed to push the man away and immediately got up, completely furious.
• "What the hell were you thinking when you decided to enter my room? Get out of here!"
• "Mía, think twice before treating me this way. I love you."
• "But I don't love you, and you know it. This marriage will be nothing more than a contract. Do you think you can buy me like an object and then come here to try and touch me? You're crazy; leave immediately."
• "I know you're nervous about the wedding, and that's why you're acting like this. But all I can think about is the moment I can caress your skin and make you mine," Carlo said, raising his hand and starting to trace Mía's face with his finger.
• Mía slapped his hand away and took him by the arm, forcibly pulling him up and pushing him out of her room. Carlo couldn't hide his annoyance; he would settle the score with her once they were married. For now, he had to contain his anger not to scare her away.
• After she closed the door, she locked it this time and leaned her back against it, letting out a sigh of relief.
• A few minutes later, she heard a knock on the door. When she opened it, she saw Sonia, who looked furious. Mía tried to say something, but before she could, Sonia slapped her on the cheek. Sonia had no idea how much Mía wanted to retaliate for that treatment.
• "Stupid little brat! Who do you think you are, treating Carlo like this? If he wants to be with you, you should comply without protest. How dare you drive him away? Soon, he will be your husband!"
• "You know perfectly well why I agreed to marry him. If you touch me or raise your voice again, I won't marry him. I'm of legal age, and you can't force me. I'll take the inheritance my father left me and leave this place."
• Sonia's demeanor changed immediately upon hearing those words, and her voice sounded sweet and melodic.
• "Now, now, my dear, there's no need to argue. I just ask you to have a little patience when you're with Carlo. He loves you and is willing to do anything for you."
• "I don't care if he loves me or not. To me, this is nothing more than a contract. He's a man who thinks he can buy everything with his money; he's despicable."
• Mía slammed the door shut, almost causing Sonia to stumble backward.
• "An unbearable brat! Thank God I'll get rid of you soon," Sonia muttered quietly so that Mía couldn't hear. She wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible; she had been a burden she had to bear. Fortunately, Carlo had been willing to pay a fortune for her, something Sonia had known how to take advantage of.
• Her idiot of a husband had left all his fortune to Mía and Caroline when he died. Sonia, with the help of her lawyer, had deceived them into believing that the company had been inherited only by her. Bob had realized the kind of woman she was before he died; he had suspected her, so he changed the will months before his death.
• With Mía out of her way, soon that entire fortune would belong to Sonia. She and her lover would enjoy it. After all, that old fool had been a nuisance for too long.