That night Roulio had not come to see me. He had given me no sign of life.

I mentioned it to Ahmad who gave me an almost mocking look.

-Why does his silence intrigue you so much?

-.….

-You know the boss is a very powerful businessman. There are times when he spends months away from residence. He hardly has time and is always busy.

-What kind of business?

-You will have the opportunity to find out.

The following night I got ready to wait for him. But it was the same.

I end up falling asleep.

Noises in the next room woke me up in the middle of the night.

I heard moans. I tried to close my eyes and ignore.

It was getting more intense. The girl was almost screaming with pleasure.

But where the hell do they think they are?

It kept me from closing my eyes.

I heard something like Roulio's voice.

I decided to go see.

The bedroom door was not closed. As if it was done on purpose.

As if it were an invitation to observe.

I was shocked by what I saw.

He was riding a girl. One of his many whores surely. What shocked me the most is that he liked it. More than with me.

He looked up and saw me through the gap in the doorway. He paid me no attention.

He quietly continued his work

I watched them for a while.

He took her in various positions.

Something he had never done with me.

Maybe he was sleeping with me just out of pity. And besides, since the last time he had never touched me again.

I almost forgot that detail.

It would seem normal, but I don't know why I had a twinge in my heart.

He locked me up, took care of me but didn't touch me..

I couldn't stay another minute.

I ran to my room and started crying.

It was the first time I had done it since coming to this place.

It's a new feeling for me.

He left the residence without even thinking of seeing me

And the thing that caught my attention is that the girl was gone by daybreak.

She, he had let her go.

I no longer understood anything.

I had no right to complain. Who was I to do it?

I woke up with an excruciating headache. I had spent the rest of my night crying.

I needed to get some air

- What's wrong with you this morning? Your eyes are swollen, did you cry? It was Ahmad

-No not at all. How do you think? Oh

-I was watching you at night. You were in front of this room, where he was with the girl. What is going on?

-I don't understand why he keeps me locked up. He refuses that I go back to see my mother. Yet I am of no use to him.

I don't know what name to give myself. Whore or ornament?

He didn't have time to answer me. Two cars stopped abruptly in front of the residence.

They were guards at Roulio.

-Pick up all the important effects of the girl and also your papers. We leave town.

Ahmad executed without trying to understand what was happening.

One of the men carried me to the car.

Ahmad joined us a minute later.

In the distance we could see vehicles speeding towards us.

Then began a frantic race. Roulio's men tried to shake them off but it was impossible.

They had no intention of letting us go.

One of the men was with me in the back of the car. He was protecting me.

I was afraid I was shaking.

I didn't understand what was going on.

They were getting closer to us.

-Try to shoot one of the tires of the car. Said the driver.

He ran.

He had succeeded. The car stopped abruptly.

Those who followed were obliged to brake and go around it.

Time for us to get ahead of them.

We could finally get out of town.

We drove for several kilometers in a kind of forest.

The cars suddenly stopped.

We had to go down.

A helicopter was waiting for us.

The race to the helicopter was the hardest.

One of the men had been shot while fleeing to the helicopter. The bullet had hit his arm.

I had shouted.

He was getting closer.

The men were there, they were running towards us.

He was finally able to join the helicopter which flew away without waiting another minute.

We had succeeded. We had sown them.

I don't see Roulio. I was worried.

Where had he been?

What exactly happened?

Sleep had got the better of me.

I slept for hours. I woke up in an unfamiliar house.

It was rather big but not like the other one we lived in in Seville.

-What happened? It was Roulio

I was relieved to hear it. I now knew he was alive.

I was trying to get closer to where they were to listen to their conversation

- They were Raoul's men. He still doesn't seem to have digested recent events.

-I had to avenge my father. I made him that promise and I also swore on his grave. He was all I had. I had to do it.

-Not to mention the fact that you have slept with his little one.

It was the apple of his eye Roulio

- Stop reminding me of that story. She provoked me. I wasn't going to let her think I was weak..

- He destroyed the house. Our men back home brought us all back. After losing track of us. They had retraced their steps and set the fire.

Luckily there was no one there.

-Good. I hope everyone has their papers?

-Yes.

-Okay starts looking for us a house tomorrow. This one is too small.

I came out of my hiding place and started screaming. They didn't know I was listening to them. I don't know if it was the fact that I overheard the conversation that put him in this state. But I felt that he had gone into a black rage.

He had ordered me to go to my room.

I was not ready to obey. I finally wanted to know what kind of man I slept with for money. Was he a criminal?

-Roulio, where does all this money come from? Don't tell me that's what I think.

It was the first time I called him by his first name.

Mad with rage he slapped me which made me collapse to the ground.

He picked me up and walked into the bedroom.

He pinned me against the wall and started beating me. I had never seen him in such a state.

He had just shown me another side of him. At one point I thought he was going to kill me.

It was his henchman who freed me.

He had tried to control it.

He threw me to the floor and left the room.

I was screaming in pain.

It was unbearable

I was unable to stand up.

I remained in this position for hours.

It was Ahmad who came to take care of me. He helped me take a shower.

Then he applied hot water and ointment to my wounds.

I ended up falling asleep in his arms.

Roulio

I can't be weak. I must be strong. I have to avenge my family.

My father was a very powerful businessman.

Gonzales. This name made direct reference to my father.

He was known everywhere in the country and even beyond the borders

He did things that were not too legal but he had never taken the life of a third person.

He was quite kind and didn't hesitate to help others. His life began to change when he began to do business with Raoul's father.

It was during a meeting. I had accompanied him. I was the relief. We were in charge of delivering the drugs and receiving the money.

But things had gone wrong. They were not ready to pay the amount requested.

There was an exchange of fire and that's when a bullet hit my father. I had tried to help her but it was too late. I was only 22 at the time.

I had promised him at that moment to manage his affairs and avenge his death.

4 years later I was proud of what I was able to achieve. I did not regret my act.

Yes. I'm just 26.

It doesn't matter if you understand me or not.

I had goals to achieve.

Even if it meant I would be hated.