The Casa Del Castaneda

Dahaga Release

Sebastian stepped out of the room. As planned, this morning he will take Rogelio for a walk to his olive plantation. Sebastian has also coordinated with Martin as foreman, because the man is very aware of the intricacies of the place which has an area of thousands of hectares.

Sebastian was going to take Rogelio around on horseback. However, Paloma's father-in-law was not good at doing that. Rogelio was doubtful. “There are no other means of transportation we use here other than horses. Therefore, we will go around on foot,” said Sebastian who is ready. He wore a long plaid T-Shirt, with sleeves folded three-quarters.

“I hope you don't mind, Mr. Castaneda,” reply Rogelio. “Again, it's still morning. The air feels so cool,” said the middle-aged man added.

“I have absolutely no problem with that, Mr. Gallardo,” Sebastian replied. “Mari. We must hurry, before the weather gets hot,” invite Sebastian to point his right hand forward politely.

The two men walked side by side while having a light conversation. As they were about to pass through the fountain garden, Paloma's voice was heard calling out to Rogelio. They were instantly stunned and looked at simultaneously.

Paloma ran towards them. The woman was a little breathless. “We'll leave at what time?” paloma asked as he saw Rogelio smiling at him.

“I'll be touring the estate for a while with Mr. Castaneda. You get ready first,” replied Rogelio.

The paloma adjusts the breath to make it more regular, while tucking the hair behind the ear. Everything he did was out of Sebastian's attention. The man looked at her from the moment Paloma appeared there. “I want to talk to you for a while,” Paloma said again to the father-in-law. After that, his gaze turned to Sebastian who was still staring at him fixedly. The owner of the hazel eyes seemed to ask permission, to the ruler Casa del Castaneda.

“What if later? I feel bad if I have to let Mr. Castaneda wait too long,” Rogelio refused accompanied by reasonable reasons. Moreover, because Sebastian did not give any response.

Paloma was silent for a moment. A moment later, the brown-haired beauty under the shoulder smiled gently. “Good. I'll wait until you guys are done,” break up. He turned his body. Paloma passed from before the two men who kept staring at his disappearance.

Especially Sebastian. Yes, the man did not take his eyes off the figure of Rogelio's son-in-law. Sebastian only realized, when Rogelio admonished him slowly. The handsome widower was a bit flustered, holding back the shame over the attitude he had shown earlier. “Sorry, Mr. Gallardo. Mari.” Sebastian let Rogelio continue his steps towards the plantation area.

While the father-in-law was traveling with Sebastian, Paloma returned to clean up his things that were not much. While departing from Granada, he only brought a few pieces of clothing. Not to forget, the woman also included a book by Antonio Machado given Sebastian. After everything is ready, then he tidied up the appearance.

“So, that man is your father-in-law?” ask Flor who went into the room to pick up something.

“Iya,” Paloma replied briefly, but accompanied by a warm smile.

“It seems, he loves you very much. The attitude he showed was much different from the behavior of Mr. Hernandez,” Flor said carefully in expressing his opinion, considering what he said was too sensitive and personal.

“He was very good. I am grateful for that,” Paloma replied.

Flor nodded slowly. An awkward feeling was evident in the blonde woman. “So, you're going back to Mexico?” ask again.

Paloma only nodded in response to the question. Highlight the twenty-five-year-old woman's eyes, implying something hard to decipher. “Sorry if during my stay here I ..”

“Already, Paloma. I know that you're not who people think you are. I hope, things get better soon.” Flor smiled, then walked over. He dismissed the awkwardness in him. Flor immediately hugged the roommate who was about to leave the place. “May you always be in luck, Paloma.”

“Thank you, Flor. I wish the same for you. Hope you get a new roommate soon,” Paloma reply sincerely

At about eight o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining. Activity on the farm has begun. Sebastian and Rogelio just got back from there. The faces of the two men looked so bright. I don't know what deal they got.

“I'll prepare a car and driver to take you and Paloma there, Mr.” Sebastian said.

“Ah, no need,” reject Rogelio immediately. “I've had enough trouble for you while you were here. I'll call the driver I hired yesterday to pick you up.”

“I'm very disappointed if you refuse him, Mr. Gallardo,” reply Sebastian half force. Makes Rogelio feel wrong. After all, it takes up to a few hours, if waiting for the driver he hired yesterday. The driver is based in Seville. Inevitably, Rogelio accepts Sebastian's offer not to waste too much time.

“Good. Thank you in advance, Mr. Castaneda. I'll get ready first. Excuse me.” Rogelio passes by leaving Sebastian heading to the study.

Arriving in a room dominated by brown and red, Sebastian pulled something out of his desk drawer. An object with a red button that he immediately pressed. After that, he put the little thing back in the drawer. Sebastian, correcting his sitting posture to look much more authoritative, when there was a knock on the door.

“Log in!” tell her loud enough.

Slowly, the door opened. Paloma's pretty face emerged from behind it. He walked slowly until he arrived in front of Sebastian. “You called me, Mister?” tanya Paloma hesitated. The beautiful woman's mind was already unpleasant, when she remembered the flower-patterned bed linen installed as a substitute for dark gray bed linen. Paloma's feeling grew restless, when he saw Sebastian moving from his seat.

“So, you turned my room into a flower garden,” Sebastian said as he stepped before Paloma.

“It ... I ...” Paloma laughed crisply. Laughter that was only a moment, because he immediately put away when he saw the look on the face of the ruler of the olive garden who stared fixedly at him. “Don't you say that I can do anything?”

“Anything?” repeat Sebastian. “Tell me something, Paloma. That bed sheet you put up was my late wife's favorite. I deliberately kept it and did not allow the waiter to wear it again. This was the first time after several years, anyone dared to do that. You, Miss Sanchez de Luna.” The voice coming out of Sebastian's lips sounded so deep. Make Paloma instantly goosebumps.

“I don't know. Sorry,” said Paloma reply Sebastian.

“Sorry,” reset the man with the slightly shaggy hair, still noticed Paloma so attached. Slowly, Sebastian approached. The distance and Paloma this time, no less than one step. “I wonder. Why does everything you do always make me feel distracted?”

“It was just a coincidence,” Paloma said returning the gaze of Sebastian who had not been distracted from his beautiful face since.

“Repeated coincidence?” Sebastian scrunched his forehead.

“Maybe,” Paloma replied again lightly.

“Excellent,” reply Sebastian. His voice sounded deeper. Hypnotizing Paloma, until the young woman can only be transfixed.

Paloma has no power to move. The kitten heels he was wearing were like sticking them on the floor. Makes the woman can't go anywhere but resigned, when Sebastian's right hand is on his nape. The man restrained Paloma's head from dodging, as he approached and touched Rafael Hernandez's innocent little lips.

Paloma gasped at what Sebastian was doing. In a matter of seconds, all the surprise was gone. It turns into another vibe, as Sebastian kisses her deeper and deeper.

The leaflets in Paloma's chest began to spiral out of control. More crazy and like trying to break out. Makes the woman feel nervous. Paloma, choose to close the eyes. Feeling the freshness of thirst, which has afflicted him for so long.