I was alone for a few minutes in Room B. I turned off my notifications, opened my notebook, and drew a section of the plaza. Curves like waves, benches like coastlines, a central tree to anchor time. That's when I felt the tingling. Not on my skin. In the air.Someone was watching.I turned around. There was no one there. But the reflection in the glass door showed a fragment of a shadow retreating."Pablo?" I called.No answer. I put my notebook away. I went out into the hallway. Nothing. A sound of footsteps on the service staircase. Too light for boots. Too short for an executive."Everything okay?" Eva peeked out from an office."Yes," I lied. "I thought I heard something.""Come on. Claudia wants us to review the timeline of what happened in the park."I went in and forced myself to leave my uneasiness at the door.***Rereading the timeline was painful, but it gave us clues. The exact time. The route. The position of the sun. Witnesses who weren't witnesses because no one looks

First thing the next morning, Benjamin arrived at court for his preliminary hearing. I couldn't help but watch him through a screen. Blue suit, textbook smile, an army of devoted microphones. Claudia, from inside, sent us concise messages: "The judge is listening to him; he denies everything; he looks like a victim; he doesn't break down.""And Camila?" Eva asked."She asked to reschedule. 'Urgent matters.' The judge summoned her again with a warning."Román turned off the broadcast.***In Del Valle, the systems team had another front. Javier—the same one who owed Eva favors—showed us a map of internal traffic on a screen."They installed a backdoor weeks ago," he explained. "Subtle, as if it were a maintenance function. The tenth-floor access was just the bait. The fish is in another tank.""Where?" I asked."In a guest VLAN. The kind they turn on when the press or suppliers come. From there, they pivoted to your folder, Isabella, and the construction plans.""Can it be cleaned up?"

When we got out of the shower, he held me up because my legs were weak. Not to mention my feelings. Roman leaned close to my ear and bit my earlobe."Can you walk?" He said it mockingly. I gave him a reproachful look. Not even when I lost my virginity was I as sensitive as I am now.Making sure I was stable, he raised both hands in a gesture of peace, realizing my murderous gaze."Okay, I won't bother you anymore." He took a painkiller from the nightstand and handed it to me. "Put it under your tongue, you don't need to swallow it with water," he said.A few minutes later, I felt better and the swelling between my legs subsided.When we left the room, Eva was waiting for us for breakfast.She looked at us with a mischievous smile."Looks like you had a good time last night."Roman laughed and said, "Last night and this morning too."I choked on the coffee I was drinking. I glared at him again, my cheeks and ears turning red and hot."Look at all that tenderness," Eva said. "Don't worr

I smiled. My life could end at any minute, and I wasn't going to waste this moment. I turned and quickly climbed onto his lap. He looked at me hungrily, and I smiled at him. I bent down to reach his lips, which I devoured slowly and sexily. I paused to leave a trail of kisses on his neck and chest, then stood up and looked at him. Roman was a mature 35-year-old man, too handsome and manly. His defined chest and abs were a delight. I traced my fingers over his muscles and as I did so, I began to slowly grind on him. I moved a little lower and my head was level with his boxers. He fixed me with a burning gaze, as if analyzing what my next move would be.My hand caressed him through the fabric and I saw him close his eyes. Then I reached inside and grabbed him, leaving him exposed. I couldn't stop being impressed; he was huge, throbbing, completely perfect. I licked my lips and then ran my tongue along its length. I could see his muscles tense up. He was trying not to moan, which inspire

I knelt down next to Benjamin. Blood stained his shirt on the left side. I applied pressure with a hand towel that someone threw me from the counter."I'm dying," he stammered, dazed."Shut up," I said. "Breathe with me."He obeyed, as if the habit of the past still had a secret route to his chest.Sirens pierced the air. The police arrived. Paramedics arrived. The attacker fell amid a flurry of hands and handcuffs. Benjamin was lifted onto a stretcher, and my towel lay silently on the ground."Don't worry," he said to me before they loaded him into the ambulance. "I couldn't...""What?""I couldn't touch you," he finished and closed his eyes.I watched him drive away, while an employee handed me wet wipes to clean my hands and a bottle of water, which I appreciated.After a while, Commissioner Reyes and Deputy Commissioner Rivas came running in."Are you okay?" Rivas asked, looking me up and down.I nodded. I didn't know if I was okay until my body started shaking."The detainee was