Incognito.
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Havana, Cuba.
A sleek small red corvette pulled up to Acapare las Reuniones de la Calle, which by loose translation meant Corner Street Meetings, a small café that was indeed situated in the corner street of Havana.
As the ignition of her car seized its noise, Charity stepped out quickly pulling at the light coloured attire that had hugged each inch of her ending far before her knees as she cross the streets her hair, now a soft shade of strawberry, breezily floating around her sunglasses.
It was an obvious fact that when she set foot in Cuba everyone would be an affiliate working with the Lopez family, and feeding them all information of her arrival so Charity thought a step ahead of the infamous clan. In the days that went by she had been undercover changing her all out appearance, no longer Charity Standish but Vanessa Vokal an art retailer that had been working out of the country.
With skill, Charity had managed to get the interest of a highly powered executive working in strong partnership with the Lopez dynasty.
"Lennox, I hope I'm not too late," Charity said as the man rose from his seat a creeping smile becoming of a trimmed visage, as he reached out for her hand, of which she approved to give.
"I was beginning to think you forgot about meeting me tonight, Vanessa." Lenox confided as he pulled out her chair, and she slowly sat into it quickly glancing at the bar tender, Damien, who swept up the counter. He gave her a subtle nod to continue as he cut a glance to Destiny Williams, an overseas agent who'd been called to help on the case, sat by a nearby table closely eyeing the two in case worst came to worst and Charity had somehow gotten discovered.
"And let my best customer down?" Her bright eyes glinted with flirtation, as she folded her hands in front of her coy expressions with a smile. "I'd never think of it."
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Ricardo's hazel eyes trailed Yiezmien's figure as she sauntered herself into his office that night. He didn't trust the bitch as far as he could throw her considering their night together, but he did admit that she did help speed up his revenge towards his cousin so keeping her around for the time being was a smart choice on his part.
"You know I never thought I'd see the day." Yiezmien said while folding her arms giving Ricardo a studied look.
He gave a slight once over before looking up at some files, as he rose a brow to the comment. "What ever would that be?" He entertained his voice not seeming as much.
She bit her bottom lip with an air of seduction as she walked closer, at this point their was no hidden agendas towards her new found attractions. She just wanted Ricardo! It had been awhile since she'd been physically satisfied and if Miguel couldn't do the job given his present situations why not the closets thing to him? "Us, working side by side again in Lopez Industries … you never cease to amaze Rick," She purred softly walking past his desk as she commenced to mount the young man.
He stopped her in mid gesture, a slightly annoyed look crossing his features as Yiezmien stood once more. "The first time was definitely something to say the least." Ricardo said his voice low as he inched away from the sex hungry hound. "But as tempting as another round seems I think I'll have to decline, not when there's business to be dealt with."
Business!? Business, was that all Lopez men ever thought about. She turned away from him circling the front portion of the office. "You know Ricardo all work and no play -"
He cut her off instantly, a deep glare fixed in his eyes. "I know very well what that makes me, but I couldn't care less. Do you have any idea what it could do to us, if Charity shows up - which she will."
Yiezmien rose a brow at the comment, and Ricardo's transparent worry in the situation. "I Thought you had Miguel take care of all of this. Didn't you have him ward the blonde bombshell away,"
"I did." The man mumbled under his breath with clenched fists. "But the more I've had the chance to think about the more I've come to think about it, she just might be a little to tenacious for just Miguel to tell her not to." Ricardo mused pensively.
"So you result to your old plans, kill the bitch. I'd be more than willing to help you there." Yiezmien rambled. She more than anyone would love to see Charity Standish dead, that meant Miguel was now of free range.
"I'll consider it." Ricardo abruptly smirked, an idea forming in his thoughts as Yiezmien watched him carefully. "Doesn't mean we're completely out of things, let's not forget about -"
"Not another word," Yiezmien interrupted not even wanting to fathom what she knew Ricardo was about to say next. Their was something considerably different about Ricardo's attitude, his statements and the ominous look in his eyes almost gave her the impression … that he was actually scared. "What happened to the Ricardo who thrived on revenge on the Lopez - Fitzgerald's for what they did to your mother?"
The heir glanced at her slightly, his hands intertwined tightly . "You know I'm doing everything in my power to keep this company on it's feet," He stated with firm tone. "Hell, I've already torn the Lopez - Fitzgerald's apart for what could be years," Ricardo said with a smirk , as much as a declaration to him as it was to Yiezmien, suddenly feeling allot more confident within his words.
"See," She smiled as well rising from her seat when realizing she had other things to tend to herself. "I better go, this little conversation with you reminded me I have some business of my own to deal with. Once this is all over you should consider us again, Rick." Yiezmien advised as she turned her back to him, her face resting upon his once more as she opened the door.
His smirk widened with no response as the door shut and Yiezmien was no longer in his sight. Ricardo waited a few minutes before picking up his phone and holding it firmly on his shoulder, plunging his slender fingers upon the dials.
"Hello?"
"Rosco. Hey, it's Rick."
"And to what do I owe this phone call, Rick?" Rosco foggily asked his associate on the other end of the phone line.
Ricardo smiled while holding two news paper articles in his clutches one article about Agent Standish the other of Yiezmien. "I need you to take care of a few problems. Two to be exact," He grinned widely as he brought a growing flame to both pictures.
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Maine, Harmony.
Fox laid beside her in the night listening to the stillness, as he often did when they were together. At times he'd stare, admiring the fashion the moonlight glistened down on her adding to a natural beauty as she rested beside him sometimes looking back at him … at others resting; So peaceful and unaffected.
This night was considerably different then all the other's they'd shared. Kay didn't sleep, ad she no longer looked at him with the same warm sentiments as she once did, her blue eyes remained expressionless hidden small fragments of worry behind a strong character.
Making love to her was no longer the same they weren't as kismet as they once were each movement so in tune with a tender vehemence. The connected had suddenly disappeared and now each kiss that was placed was formed in distance, and Kay faded farther away from him.
"Penny for your thoughts." Fox said into the darkness of his room, cutting Kay from her thoughts as she lifted the bed sheets farther upwards to look at him.
"What?" She asked shaking her head, all of his words oblivious to her.
"How much longer do you intend on doing this to yourself, Kay?" He asked her, worried as well with the way Katharine's demeanour had changed ever since her cousin had left Harmony. Kay wasn't the same. And it concerned him to think if think what the long run would bring if all of this continued.
Katharine let out an exasperated sigh, the question as unforeseen to him as it was to her as she looked across to him. "I wish I knew," Her voice meek and unapparent, as she shook her head. "Maybe if I'd of left them alone, let Miguel be with Charity … he might of told her the truth, Fox, she wouldn't have left."
"No." Fox's voice was firm and bold shaking her out her convictions and doubts. "I don't think anything you could have done would of stopped any of this," He say the dismay in her expressions as she motioned back to her unattainable presence, before she left him once more completely he took her lips with his partaking in a soft pungent kiss.
He looked at her deeply at the release, her eyes somewhat having a small sign of life as she turned her attentions to Fox once more.
"I do know this, though. Wherever Charity is, she is okay." He said now in a softer tone as he smoothed away hair from Kay's face, she closed her eyes as she let the simple action calm her while facing Fox once more.
"You're right." Kay confirmed, with a nod. "I love you, Fox." She whispered settling herself to sleep, while Fox encircled his arms around her.
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Charity absently watched the sun settling in the far distance through the café 's open spaces as night began to become the small town and her evening with Lennox continued.
With the glint of expectance in his dark brown sultry eyes, asked her, Vanessa Vokal, to dance to the entrancing melodies of the beautiful village and within the action Charity knew Lennox was interested in far more than buying a few rare antics when he had asked her over to the café once more.
They'd been meeting here quite often through the few weeks that Charity had been in Havana. She had managed to use his liking towards her to her advantage in that time, reluctantly playing on her own attractive appeal to slowly but efficiently tell her , Damien and Destiny all they needed to know.
It had all been going well but she read Lennox quite well. He was a man that didn't like to be fooled, one with extreme power and also one that would ruin everything for all of them if he found out exactly what she was up to.
"You still haven't told me why you're so into my line of work , Vanessa." Lennox said while pressing Charity even closer, with a charming grin.
"It's part of the job," Charity covered with a transparent air of confidence. "I don't think it's all to wise to set up business with someone you don't trust, don't you Mr. Cunnings?" Her eyes remained on his as she slid her arms to his shoulder's.
The man clearly a few years beyond her in age nodded to her words. "Can I trust you, Miss Vokal?" He asked trying to read her eyes as they continued to sway, Lennox knew far too well already that this woman had something up her sleeve. Her queries about his work and Lopez Industries was too inquisitive for his liking.
Her breaths stood unnoticeably shaky, as she felt unsettled by his glances. "Are you calling me a fraud?"
"No." Lennox quickly defended with his smooth voice. "But I must tell you I have yet to meet, an art dealer who has your choice of fashion." He said, taking a quick look at her profile.
Pulling herself closer towards his warmth, she smiled as Charity got him in ear length. "Well, that's because I'm not you're average art dealer." Quickly she glanced over to Destiny who had already begun to sumone back up.
Lennox detached himself from her arms as looked in her deep blue eyes once more. He smiled taking her hands within his. "You're far more than average," He complimented. "In fact you're far more than an art dealer. Isn't that right, Agent Standish?"
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Closing Thoughts- Thank you very much for the reviews, y'all know how much I appreciate them! I don't wanto to speak to soon but the next chapter will come soon hopefully and I really hope everyone is enjoying this!
