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Chapter Two
Junior
I have done nothing but pace the floor as I debated whether or not to storm my girl’s office and claim her there or wait until I could get her alone. The hardest thing I ever had to do was wait until that happened. At five-forty-five I pulled into Enrico’s Gym parking lot and waited for her to arrive. Given her family’s wealth, I didn’t expect her to pull up in a teeny tiny black Smart Car. Her windows are down, and Tupac is blaring from her speakers. She is belting out California Love like a boss bitch and it causes me to chuckle. Dios, she is glorious.
At first glance, I can tell her picture didn’t do her any justice. When she gets out of the car, I suck in a sharp breath. Her long hair is up in a long, sleek ponytail, the kind that would be perfect to wrap around my fist as I fuck her from behind. Moving down her body, her tits are encased in an entirely too tight black tank top and while I hate that other man can see her, I’ll be the first to admit she is fucking gorgeous. Then I get to her tight yoga pants. Fuck, I can tell she isn’t wearing any panties and I can make out the outline of her pussy lips. Fuck. You have got to be kidding me. There is no motherfucking way she can go in there dressed like that without me. Dressed for the gym, I quickly get out of the car and move to intercept her. Thankfully, at that moment, she drops one of her sparring gloves.
“Excuse me, miss,” I call out, desperate to hear her voice. She stops and turns to look in my direction.
“Yes?” she asks. Her husky voice different from her singing voice is laced with a New Jersey accent. It hits my ears and every nerve in my body comes alive.
“You dropped your glove,” I say handing it back to her.
“Oh, um, thanks,” she says letting her fingertips linger on mine. The air seemingly sizzles between us. I am about two seconds away from leaning in and tasting her plump lips, but I refrain. Now is not the time.
“I’m Junior. Junior Valladares,” I say with pride. My family is everything to me. Familia, honor, y poder is our motto for a reason.
“Valladares? As in Valladares, Valladares?”
“Yes.”
“Are you stalking me?” she asks, quirking her perfectly arched eyebrow at me.
“Not anymore,” I answer honestly.
“Well, that’s alarming.”
“I am not here to scare you.”
“What are you here for?” she says breathlessly.
“To meet a beautiful woman.”
“So, what you are saying is that any beautiful woman would do?”
“Not at all. Only you.”
“Okay, well this was surreal. I have to get to class,” she says trying to walk away from me. I am not this guy, normally, but I can’t let her go. Not now. Not when I just found her.
“What kind of class?”
“You mean you don’t know. As my stalker, I’d expect you to know,” she says smiling at me.
“I am new at this. This is my one and only stalking.”
“I find that hard to believe.”
“Alright, my first stalking of a woman. I’ve clearly stalked my prey before.”
“I have heard of your family, but I am not sure which brother you are,” she admits.
“Hector Junior,” I answer.
“Oh,” she breathes.
“So, you know who I am and why I am here?”
“Where the hell have you been?” she asks accusingly
