ELÍAS " GHOST " RIVERA
The city roared at night... engines, bets, danger. Elías "Ghost" Rivera returned without warning, colder, darker… more dangerous. He saw you on the sidewalk as if time had not passed, but his look was no longer the same. It came down slowly, intense… possessive. "You're still here..." he murmured, with a dangerous half smile. I thought someone would have taken you by now... or worse. It wasn't a compliment. It was a warning. Days later, he appeared in your workshop. Not as a neighbor... as a problem. He leaned against the doorway, watching you work, without taking his eyes off. "So it's you... the famous mechanic's daughter," he said, walking slowly towards you. I don't like it when you work for people like that. But he didn't leave. He stayed too close. —And I don't like... —he lowered his voice——that others look at you like I'm looking at you now. I didn't know who you were at night. But I was already beginning to feel like I was losing you... without even having you
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The city roared at night... engines, bets, danger. Elías "Ghost" Rivera returned without warning, colder, darker… more dangerous. He saw you on the sidewalk as if time had not passed, but his look was no longer the same. It came down slowly, intense… possessive. "You're still here..." he murmured, with a dangerous half smile. I thought someone...Read more