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"Senor, are you sure you're not coming home?"

"I've said it over and over again, Alex. You go home first."

Alex is visibly worried and upset at Max's decision. He is told to go home while Max still wants to settle there for a while with Alana.

"What should I say to Senora?"

"You're good at making excuses, Alex. Don't burden me with that stupid question."

Alex breathed a sigh of relief, Max was always on his feet and it was hard to change that.

"I'll be waiting for you, Senor. I'm not going alone, you brought me here. So, I should go home with you too."

"Alexander!"

"No, don't mention my name. You won't be able to stop me either!"

Max is putting on his hair in frustration. Getting Alex home first turns out to be more difficult than he imagined.

This is not his will, but Max must do it for the sake of something that disturbs his mind.

"Come, Alex. Just help me out this once."

"No, Senor, I'm not leaving without you. We'll stay together, even when you're with that woman."

A look at Max's grin. "Sounds like a sentence spoken to a lover who is cheating" he murmured.

Although he lures Alex with valuable and tempting goods to break the man's hard stance, still Alex does not waver.

Sometimes Max feels weird about Alex. Is he human? Why not love money and diamonds?

"What do you want? I'll give it to you."

Alex grinned, drowning one request in his brain. "You can take the sun for me, Senor. I want that."

"Fuck! What are you thinking?"

"For you not to be blind and to remain on the bright path, Senor."

Max chuckles. "I'm always on the bright road, Alex."

"No, you're in the dark, Senor."

"Include you."

Alex shakes. He can't be confused with Max.

"But I don't hurt women."

"You kill too."

"That's different, Senor."

"For me it's the same."

Alex growls in annoyance, Max tries to stop himself.

"So you should go back!"

"No, Senor!"

"Alexander!"

"You said we were the same, Senor. Which means wherever you go, there's me too."

"Damnn it, Alexander! You're really stubborn."

The handsome man smirked happily. Max's words finally returned to the place as well. "You should also be aware of that side of you, Senor."

"I'll kill you, Alex."

"I'm going to die."

"Of course, you'll be buried with carcasses and worms in the arid soil."

Alex chuckles, he manages to make Max upset and helpless. He knows Max's desire isn't just that, but Alex can't stay put while someone else takes over the place the hostess should have.

Instead of being told to go home, Alex would rather see something in person.

He could still see there was a hidden feeling in Max's eyes. And for him it was very dangerous.

I'm not gonna let you back in that painful darkness, Senor.

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"Thank you, honey. You're the best. I want to take a walk here with you. You don't mind, do you?"

"Whatever to you, Senorita."

Alana conical. "Come on, don't call me that."

Max chuckles. "Then what should I call you?"

The woman seemed to think for a moment. And the advice from Alana makes Max stiffen up.

"Mi esposa? (My wife)."

"Don't joke, Lana. We haven't gotten that far."

Alana laughs. "Yet? Well, I look forward to that day."

"I'm sorry, I'm married."

The woman was long silent. He looked down with a glare. But soon he laughed again.

"You love her?"

Max gulps a rough spit. A difficult question he answered, although the answer was very clear.

Being in this kind of situation, it felt like Max was eager to go as far as he could. Run anywhere so Alana no longer asks about it.

"You know the answer, Lana."

"Hahaha, I know you only love me. Then and now, until we get old. We'll be together forever."

Although Max's eyes showed some hesitation in answering, Alana seemed to have not seen that. He only cared about his feelings, at his heart which he thought was owned by the man before him.

Everything that's on that guy, everything is his. Even her heart, Alana thought she had won it.

Alana wrapped her hand around Max's arm, pulling the man to the side of the road to avoid the rest of the crowd.

"You're gonna love me for the rest of your life, aren't you? I want us to be together, have a cute son and daughter. Take care of them and watch them grow up even until they get married. Max, you're gonna do it for me, aren't you?"

The man smiled crisply, not knowing what to say. Even with Sara, she never lost the voice to simply answer.

"You want it, then you'll have it, Carino."

Alana smiled sweetly, she pulled Max in her arms and kissed the man's lips afterwards.

"I love you, Max" he whispered.

"I know."

"You haven't said that to me today, Bebe. Say something, please!"

Max took a deep breath. "Come on, Lana, you're not a kid anymore. You already know the answer, why ask again?"

The woman's smile dimmed, her eyes reddened. And that makes Max can't stand it. Max's only weakness is the tears of women.

She pulled Alana in a hug, stroking the woman's hair gently.

"Don't cry, honey. You know I love you. Mi corazon para ti, solo para ti. (My heart is for you, only for you)."

Alana smiled in Max's embrace, she wiped away those tears.

"You have to say that every day to me, Bebe."

"Cualquier cosa para ti, Carino. (Whatever to you, baby)."

"Te amo, Max. Let's go for a walk, I've never been here before."

Alana pulls Max into a large building. A famous museum in Valencia Museo Nacional de Ceramica Gonzalez Marti, a ceramic museum famous for its artistic beauty.

"I heard there's a beautiful painting here. Maybe you can buy it for souvenirs."

"I don't like paintings."

Alana pursed her lips. "We can look around. I thought you wouldn't refuse after seeing her."

"You talk like you've been here, Lana."

The woman laughed, she kept pulling Max in to get in there.

"I never overheard anyone talking about it. And I happen to like to collect some famous paintings."

"You want to buy it?"

Alana's face was instantly gloomy and Max already knew what that meant.

"I'll give it to you. You can have anything you want."

"Thank you, dear."

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Far away, a woman was sitting pensively under a tree. The phone in his hand continued to be noticed with a gloomy face.

Why has he been calling me so rarely lately? Is he sick? No, no, she can't be sick. He's a strong pervert. It is impossible to get sick because of this weather.

Sara exhaled a rough breath, she put the phone back on the wooden bench where it was.

"I have to keep my image in front of that jerk guy. You can't just fall, Sara. Remember you're the queen in your friends' hearts."

But, I miss ....

"Oh, what did I just think? Esto es una locura debo estar loca. (It's crazy, I must be crazy)."

Sara patted her head to quickly come to her senses from that crazy daydream.

He opened the phone again. Searching for something in the gallery, hoping she's ever delirious or out of her mind, takes a picture of Max secretly.

Honestly, he was eager to see the face of that perverted man who was always bothering him. Just looking, not something more.

And something surprised him not to play. Not just one or two, but his cell phone gallery is full of Max photos in various poses.

Some wear clothes and some are bare-chested, some only display the nose, lips, cheeks and chin.

And most surprising is the pose of Max who was sleeping without a piece of cloth, only a blanket covering his groin.

"Geez, when did I take this photo? It's such a shame, he'll definitely think I'm a pervert."

Sara patted the cheek that she thought was blushing, waking her from the nightmare that was plaguing her.

"I'm totally crazy. I never thought I'd like to take this crazy picture."

Saraa thought back, pressing her head to remember the day she did that lewd thing.

"But I never did that. Even if you look at this, it's not our room."

Sara was shocked, she started to sober up.

"Bad guy! You gave me a really ugly photo. Damn you Max!"

Sara threw her phone and covered her face with a palm.

"Why is my face so easy to turn red? Just a photo, Sara. Don't you go crazy!"

He shook his head trying to get rid of the memory of the photo. However, the more he did the more clearly Max's face and perur muscles were imprinted in his brain.

"You're driving me crazy, Max. I'll kill you when you get home!"

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