My Enemy’s Daughter

HENRICO ZATTANI

“What are you going to do with it?”I stare at the photos on my desk, ignoring my best friend’s question.

What am I going to do with it, he wants to know. Well, I’m fucked, because I have no idea. Not anymore, at least.

“You can put him in jail and finally get your revenge.” Guilhermino points out, showing a euphoria that is not enough for me.

I close my eyes, throwing my head back. Sigh.

“She messed with you.” She Affirms and I open my eyes, facing her appraisers. I curse, going back to staring at the paperwork on the table.

There are photos, some papers with my ex father-in-law’s signature and a video. Juan the Captain called me earlier today and said that one of his henchmen left everything I needed in my house on my bed. I didn’t need to ask what he was talking about, Juan was handing me the evidence that would put Augusto Leal in jail.

“He’s one of ours.”

he said in a chuckling tone before hanging up.

I left Amélia in bed still sleeping and I slipped out of the house, sneaking out the window and almost getting caught by my ex”wife’s idiot husband, Peter. The unfortunate man was arriving just as I was crossing the main gate and I had to hide again, my desire was to go to him and let him know that I’m in the area and I don’t like him near Amelia. The way he looks at her…

snort.

Do not. I don’t like his eyes on her. God, I don’t like that guy around my girl anyway. She will have to accept this and keep her distance from said whose.

“Stop looking at me like that, bitch.” I complain, getting up from the chair to pour myself a glass of whiskey.

Guilhermino snorts behind me, demonstrating that he is already impatient.

“I don’t understand you, before you wouldn’t shut up talking about this revenge and how you would make the Leal pay, but now, you act like it.” He holds up one of the photos and dangles it in front of me. “It was nothing.” He says, full of indignation.

I take a sip of my drink, coldly analyzing his words. He’s irritated by my nonchalant behavior, I’m not showing enough enthusiasm to put the cause of all my misery behind bars, and he’s failing to understand my change.

Well, I don’t understand either.

I look again at the photo he’s holding and study it, Augusto is shaking hands with a drug dealer known to the media, in fact, the man didn’t appear on TV just for trafficking, he’s already murdered, according to what was disclosed, about 5 people. But it’s no use, in my head now only a pair of emerald eyes appears.

I don’t want to hurt her, not anymore. Because of my fault, her mother was humiliated before society, taking her father to trial is condemning her to have a marked life.

WHAT THE FUCK!

I throw the glass away, it hits the wall in front of me and shatters into different pieces.

“Damn it, Henrico . You nearly cracked my head open, you bastard!” Guilhermino growls, runs his fingers over his forehead and sees the damage I caused with the glass.

I shrug, looking in the same direction as him.

” What’s the matter with you?” he asks, this time giving me his look of concern. I open my mouth to say some shit, but my phone saves me.

I frown, staring at the phone’s screen.

Owhat does this little fellow still want? I fired him.

I slide the answer button, intrigued to know what he wants.

“I fired you.” I growl to understand that I’m in a bad mood.

“I want more money.'” It’s his answer and I close my face, rolling my eyes afterwards.

“Of course you do. ” I say mockingly, already pulling the phone away to hang up.

“They murdered the man, imagine what they’ll do to me.” His voice comes out scared and it captures my attention.

Killed?

What man?.

” What are you talking about?” I ask.

He pauses and lets out a dramatic sigh.

“The lover of the governor’s wife, Ezequiel. The same man I’ve been keeping an eye on for the last few weeks.” My heart races and I can’t contain my surprise.

“What? When?” I ask excitedly, returning to sit in the chair.

Guilhermino looks at me in alarm.

“Yesterday morning, just over an hour before sunrise.” I run my fingers through my hair, feeling the thump of the news.

” Who killed?”

” I have no idea, don’t ask me to find out either, because I don’t mess with those people anymore. I’m gone. ” He says in a hurry.

I stare at my best friend who keeps his eyes narrowed on me, he has a serious expression on his face. “What happened?” He whispers, but I shake my head asking him for a minute.

“I’ll deposit the rest of your pay and a bonus into the same account as before, but if you’re really going to disappear, forget about me. ‘ I say, hanging up the phone.

I don’t say anything for the first few minutes and Guilhermino doesn’t take his eyes off me, studying my behavior with eagle eyes.

” He is dead. I let out in a whisper.”

“Augustus?” he asks, confused. I shake my head.

“Ezequiel, Amelia’s mother’s ex”fiancé and lover.”

“Jesus!” he exhales, removing his cowboy hat and rubbing a hand through his hair.

“Murder?” Question.

“Apparently so.”

” Do you think it was the…”I don’t let him finish, I get up from the chair and leave the office as quickly as possible, he comes after me.

“You’re not going where I’m thinking, are you? He mutters, beside me now.

The eye, giving a look that says yes, I’m going to get my wife.

“I won’t let you near him.” I say, unlocking the truck.

“It’s her father.

“A murderer, drug dealer, and God knows what else.”

“This train is getting worse and worse.” he says, climbing in alongside, taking the passenger seat.

I arch an eyebrow at him.

“I won’t leave you alone.” He says, putting on his belt.

I nod, starting the car.

” Too late.” I clench my jaw and face the middle”aged man, he carries a dark smile on his lips and I want to punch his face, but Guilhermino stops me, resting a hand on my shoulder.

“Don’t fall for that.” My friend whispers next to my ear and I try to relax.

” Augusto Leal.” I straighten my posture, forging a smile.

“You’re still a thorn in my side, boy.” My smile widens.

“Soon I will be more than a stone, dear father-in-law.” I make a point of saying father-in-law, not ex”father-in-law, just to leave you fuming with rage. “And, I’m definitely not a boy anymore.” I finish, taking a step closer to him.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Watching his jaw clench, I clench my fists ready for combat.

“Are you threatening me? Finally created balls, boy.” He struts, not taking any steps away.

“Do you think I have cause for revenge?” Drop it back.

The old man doesn’t back down, he keeps looking at me attentively, menacingly, like a bird of prey.

“I imagine you did not get over the fact that my daughter married someone else.”

I clench my fists tighter, hating the victorious look on his face.

“I expected more from Aurora, but I can’t say I’m unhappy with my current arrangement. I mean, your other daughter doesn’t disappoint at all. My tone comes out suggestive, full of innuendo and the man falls.

“Damn you, she’s just a kid!” She Exclaims her, leaving on top of me.

I dodge his punch, pushing Guilhermino away and returning the punch.

“Stop!” Someone screams, diverting my attention and Augusto hits me.