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citrus-lamb · 1 month

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HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII, can I request a poly sbg x fem gyaru reader who gets bullied by Barron and his friends? (Angst but a very fluffy ending) :3

a/n : yes ofc! i love the gyaru style and i used to be bullied a lot for what i wear so this was fun to write. it's not my best work but i did try! again, sorry if this is ooc, still trying to figure out the characters! I hope you enjoy!

song : kimagure mercy (hachioji p)

When the initial bullying came about, you toned down your look.

You didn’t remove it fully, as you really like the gyaru style and liked wearing it!

But you were also sick and tired of getting comments on your appearance.

It was making you hate yourself and what you liked.

However, the only comfort you found was this style.

It was an endless cycle.

Logan noticed first.

He had been bullied all his life, of course he noticed when you started looking in the mirror more, and hiding your face when taking photos.

He also noticed you shrunk when Barron came by or started talking.

He knew, and he asked you about it.

You brushed it off as nothing.

Soon after Ashlyn and Ben realized.

And then Taylor.

And then Tyler.

That’s when they confronted you about it.

Barron was pulling his usual shit again. He was making you feel terrible, making fun of your outfit, your makeup, all of it. It was subtle, so much so that the teacher didn’t notice. But you did, and so did the group. “Why are you letting him talk to you like that?” Tyler asked.

“What do you mean? It’s fine. I don’t care that much.” You said, brushing it off again.

This was the third time the group had tried to talk to you about it, but you said the same thing every time. “It’s not fine! It’s disrespectful and he needs to recognize it.”

“No, Tyler, it’s fine.” You said, trying to de-escalate the situation. “…Maybe there is something wrong with my style.”

“What? Don’t say that!” Other replies of disapproval came from the group.

“Yeah, your style is amazing!” Taylor said.

“I don’t know, I just…” You sighed, trying to collect your thoughts that had been running rampant for days now. It was like herding sheep without any proper tools. Eventually you got them all together, and started, “I feel like it doesn’t look good. Like, I love this style, I love wearing it and all that, but I don’t love it when people say that stuff, y’know?”

“But you like it.” Aiden said, very matter-a-fact, “So you should keep wearing it. Plus, it looks great on you!”

A light smile decorated your face. “I guess your right.”

“Of course I’m right. I’m always right.” He said proudly, hands on his hips. Ashlyn and Tyler snorted in unison at his comment, “Hey!”

After school you guys went to Ashlyn’s house and cuddled <3

#sbg #sbg x reader #school bus graveyard #school bus graveyard x reader

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narcosfandomdiscord · 8 months

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narcos october masterlist i

This masterlist is for days 1-10 of the @narcosfandomdiscord's october prompt event, which you can read about here and join in!

For days 11 onwards, check out the second masterlist and the third masterlist.

(Note: character x character indicates a romantic/sexual relationship; character & character indicates a platonic one.)

October 1 — Day of Firsts

Create a fanwork about a canon character you’ve never written about/used before.

↳ fanart by @tofuwildcard — Javi smoking, digital art

↳ Claro Que No by @drabbles-mc — Chepe x gn!Reader, 462

↳ Waiting Red by @narcolini — Isabelle x Chepe vampire AU, 600

↳ Depth Over Distance by @proceduralpassion — Mika & OC sibling backstory, 2.2k

↳ For Old Time's Sake by @garbinge — Carrillo x Reader, Steve and Javi & Reader, angst, 3.5k

↳ In the morning by @artemiseamoon — Marta x Amado established relationship, 2.8k

↳ Vengeance For Me by @kesskirata — Gustavo & Tata angst, ficlet

↳ what we do now by @ashlingnarcos — Feistl x Van Ness post-canon, 1k

↳ Tu cómplice by @hausofmamadas — Mayo x Benjamín pining, 2.8k

October 2 — “Porque No Los Dos?” Day

Create a crossover for the original Narcos show and the Narcos: Mexico show, featuring at least one character for each.

↳ Looking On by @drabbles-mc — season 3 og DEA & season 2 mx DEA, unite! 3.5k

↳ How Do You Do This Shit For Fun? by @proceduralpassion — Walt & Javi crossover, 1k

↳ Late nights, early mornings by @artemiseamoon — Javi & OFC, Mayo x OFC, 1.8k

↳ two tests by @ashlingnarcos — Carrillo & Trujillo & Calderoni ficlet

Anything involving polyamory, ex: a fic about somebody who has two or more partners.

↳ Aggressive Negotiations by @kesskirata — Javi x Steve x Connie, 1.1k

October 3 — Day of Music

Create and post a playlist for fic/wip of yours OR your favorite episode and explain why each song resonates for that fic/wip or episode.

↳ Three playlists by @rerorero-my-cherry — for Ramon x OFC fic Sola con mi Soledad

↳ Playlist for episode 2.1, Salva El Tigre by @artemiseamoon

Put your favorite playlist on shuffle and whatever song comes up first, that’s your prompt.

↳ Tainted by @drabbles-mc — Carrillo & Steve angst, 3.1k

↳ I need you tonight by @artemiseamoon — Amado x OFC, 1.1k

↳ on your mind by @narcolini — Javi x gn!reader ficlet

↳ Amado fanart by @tofuwildcard

↳ Foldin' Clothes by @garbinge — Steve Murphy x F!Reader, 3.2k

↳ Promise by @proceduralpassion — Carrillo x OFC smut

October 4 — Day of Conflict

Many people seemed to combine both prompts for this day! Ambitious day.

Anything involving a fistfight or a gunfight.

Quote prompt: “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

↳ Who You're Dealing With by @drabbles-mc — Steve & Javi & OFC, 3k

↳ Luna de Lobo by @artemiseamoon — Ramón x OFC, Barron x OFC

↳ Country Store Cherry Chocolate by @garbinge — Steve Murphy & Reader (his sister), 1.9k

↳ Unwritten by @proceduralpassion — Carrillo x OFC, 1.1k

October 5 — Day of Visual Art

Visual fanworks: post a screenshot, meme, gif, gifset, video, or other non-fic visual fanwork.

↳ a glitchy Pachito by @tofuwildcard — fanart

↳ NUGGETS OF BENJAMAYO by @hausofmamadas — gifset + commentary

↳ If Narcos Had A Group Chat by @proceduralpassion — video of groupchat texts

↳ If Narcos Had A Group Chat pt ii by @proceduralpassion — video of groupchat texts

Create a fanwork about a character interacting with a piece of art (e.g. buying decoration for a new home, stealing a piece, hitting on a stranger at a gallery, creating art themselves, etc)

↳ Things I Should Have Said by @garbinge — Javi x F!Reader, 2k

October 6 — Day of International Relations

Write non-English language fic.

↳ Dos Opciones by @proceduralpassion — language: Spanish, Maria Elvira x Miguel, Maria Elvira x OFC, ficlet

↳ ¿Qué? by @ashlingnarcos — language: Spanish, Eduardo x OFC, ficlet

Use a random country picker and utilize that country in your work in some way: a character is from that country, a food from that country shows up, there’s international politics, etc. You get two rerolls if you don’t like the first or second country you get. If you get the United States, reroll automatically.

↳ House Special by @drabbles-mc — county: Japan, Walt x F!Reader, 3k

↳ Lespwa fe viv by @artemiseamoon — country: Haiti, Chepe x OFC, 1.3k

October 7 — Day of Darkness

Make something centered around non-death dark topics (we have a specific death day already). Morally or emotionally dark topics/themes.

↳ The Oil Has Run Thin by @proceduralpassion — Walt x OFC ficlet

↳ Twenty-Four Hours by @drabbles-mc — Carrillo & gn!Reader captivity 1.4k

One-word prompt: Blackout.

↳ Control pt 1 by @artemiseamoon — Verdin x OFC smut, 1.6k

October 8 — Day of Light

A day of pure fluff: anything insanely, unambiguously, self-indulgently, luxuriously enjoyable.

↳ Moving Day by @drabbles-mc — Steve x Connie fluff, 1.1k

↳ Happiest I've Ever Been by @proceduralpassion — Steve x Connie fluff ficlet

October 9 — Day of Gay

Create anything devoted to an LGBTQ+ character.

↳ Watching Time by @garbinge — Chepe x Pacho ficlet

↳ Bisexually-lit Dina by @tofuwildcard — fanart

Create anything with a queer and/or trans original character or reader insert.

↳ Down in the 305 by @drabbles-mc — Steve x M!Reader

↳ Would You Kill For Me, My Love? by @proceduralpassion — Pacho x OMC ficlet

October 10 — Day of Tough Shit

Write a fic whose exact wordcount is divisible by 500 (500, 1000, 1500, etc).

↳ The distance between you & me by @artemiseamoon — Calderoni x OFC post-divorce 1.5k

↳ Four People You Meet by @drabbles-mc — Carrillo x Juliana, Carrillo & Martinez, 500

↳ Talking Heads by @ashlingnarcos — Arellano family humor, 500

↳ The Bungalow by @proceduralpassion — Amado x Reader, 500

Make a fanwork in a medium you’ve never used before. If you make GIFs, write something. If you write, draw. Etc. As long as it’s uncharted territory for you!

↳ Hi, I'm a Slut (Amado's Version) by @tofuwildcard — fanvid

↳ narcos october masterlist ii with prompts from day 11 onwards

#narcos fanfiction #narcos imagine #narcos mexico fanfiction #narcos #narcos mexico #narcos mexico imagine #narcoctober

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hollybee8917 · 2 years

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Il était une fois nous

Pairings: Nick Vaughan x Penny Barron (OFC), Andy Barber x Penny Barron (past)

Warnings: Mentions of past cheating, slight angst if you squint

She saw him as he entered the coffee shop. A beard covered his face but she would know that walk anywhere. She sat in the corner hoping that he wouldn’t notice her but no such luck. After he had placed his order, he turned and his eyes landed on her. Penny Vaughan was struck by the drawn appearance of his handsome face and the tiredness of his eyes. Slowly he approached her, “Penny? Penny Barron?” She smiled sadly, “Andy Barber. It’s been a long time. It’s actually Penny Vaughan now.” He motioned to the empty chair across from her, “May I?” She nodded and he sat down, “Where do I start?”

Penny let out a small laugh, “Where can one start after so many years?” Andy sighed, “I guess I deserved that. How have you been?” The woman shook her head, “Don’t. Don’t do that. Don’t pretend like you care.” Tears began to pool in Andy’s eyes, “I’m sorry, Penny. I truly am. I do care though. God, I hope you your life has turned out better than mine.” He dropped his head and turned it slightly away, “I made so many mistakes. I just wish I could take them back.” Penny reached across the table, “I’m sorry I was cruel just now about your questions. I know you only meant well. I’m married now. Twelve years. He’s an accountant.” Andy looked into her eyes, “Any kids?”

“Four. Two boys, two girls. You?” Andy couldn’t meet her gaze and began to cry, “I only had one, a son, but he’s gone now. Both he and his mother were killed in a car accident.” For a moment, Penny felt great pity for the man before her, “I’m sorry, Andy, truly I am. It couldn’t have been easy for you.” A barista came up to the table, “I have your coffee, Mr. Barber.” He accepted it. After the worker walked away, Andy turned his attention to Penny, “Thank you. It’s been a hard year. I wonder sometimes how things would be different if we had been honest with each other.”

“What happened to--” Andy paused, “to us?” The brunette glared at her ex-boyfriend, “I know you just lost your family and I hate speaking ill of the dead but you cheated on me Andy. Did you forget that. Do you expect me to forget that? You cheated on me with Laurie Whitten. The woman you impregnated and later married. You made your choice the day you were swayed by a pair of thin legs and brown eyes…” The man across from her hung his head, “I live with that regret every day. I tried… I tried to break things off with her but she threatened to keep me from taking the bar if I didn’t take responsibility. I tried to get her to keep the baby and sign my rights away but when I saw him on the ultrasound, I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t abandon them. I tried to divorce Laurie later and find you to tell you I still loved you. I wanted to make it right but you were long gone.”

The woman snorted, “Of course I was. Did you really expect me to stick around? I got a transfer and got out of dodge and the only way to do that was to leave without telling you where I was headed. I unfortunately have an appointment to get to. Goodbye, Andy. I hope your life gets better.” Andy whimpered, “Please don’t go.” Penny stood up and wandered over to the counter. A man approached her and took her hand, “Hey sweetheart. You ready to go?” Penny kissed him on the cheek, “I’m ready, Nick.” He glances back at Andy who is sitting alone at the table, tears flowing down his face, “Who is the guy you were talking to?” Penny didn’t look back, “He’s no one.”

@chuckbass-love @the-fallen-nightmare @time-for-a-library @joannaliceevans-fanficblog @patzammit

#andy barber #laurie barber #chris evans

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xiubaek-13 · 4 years

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Lost In Translation - Chapter 5 - Remember

Requested: No Genre: Starts out with fluff, angst and smut to come later Pairing: ? (at this stage undecided) x Reader

Warnings: None yet.

Word Count: 1,454

Author Note: The first few chapters set up the background and general storyline, then the pairings and smut will ensue, promise!

Summary: What happens when you make a rash decision and the result is teaching English in Korea? You recently moved in next door to 9 guys. You have befriended Jongin & Yixing but don’t really know the others yet. One morning you wake up in the wrong place and everything starts to change. This story will follow an OFC through her new life in Korea and her neighbours, EXO. There will be romance, there will be humour, there will be angst and of course, there will be smut.

I don’t own EXO or their image, but the story and plot is mine. Please do not repost anywhere, plagiarism is not ok.

*Note: Most of this chapter is in a messenger format.

Present Time

You'd been back in your apartment for 3 hours and you were still so embarrassed that you had drunkenly gone to the guys' apartment instead of your own last night. Yixing had been nice about it but you just wanted to curl up and die. You were trying to work out the best way to apologise for invading their home. Should you apologise face to face? Cook them dinner? Send a gift and a note? You flopped onto your bed and covered your face with a pillow and screamed in frustration. They were not supposed to see this side of you. You were supposed to be the nice and friendly neighbour not the gets drunk and can't recognise who's apartment she's passing out it neighbour. Even after 3 months you weren't sure how all the guys felt about you. You knew Yixing, Jongin and Minseok were friendly with you. Jongdae, Chanyeol and Baekhyun liked messing with you but didn't pay you much attention. Junmyeon, Kyungsoo and Sehun were more reserved with you, you really didn't know if they liked you or just tolerated you. Surely they were swaying more towards disliking you now.

Bzzt Bzzt

You groaned. Why would anyone want to bother you now? You were deep into your pity party for one. Nope. Ignore it, it won't be work or home so it can't be important

Bzzt Bzzt

You rolled away from your phone.

Bzzt Bzzt

You buried your head under your pillows hoping whoever it was would get the message and stop bothering you.

Bzzt Bzzt

FINE! FOR FUCKS SAKE, WHAT IS SO IMPORTANT?! You emerged from your pillow cave and grabbed your phone.

B - Did you get enough beauty sleep on our couch?

B - You were in my favourite spot you know.

B - I sit there every morning...except for when there are passed out drunks in my spot :P

B - Surely you aren't asleep now

B - Are you avoiding answering me?

B - Why might that be?

B - Don't remember last night? Embarrassed?

B - Don't be boring! Answer me! You know I won't stop txting you until you do!

Y/N - Baekhyun, STOP!

B - Oh good, you're awake. Now answer my questions.

You groaned. He was in one of his playful moods which meant he'd annoy you until he got his way. He'd bombard you with texts, then if you stopped responding he'd call. If you didn't answer eventually he'd just turn up at your door and pester you. Sadly you had learnt this the hard way one day when you refused to tell him your favourite movie. 150 texts, 30 missed called and one hour of knocking on your door later you wished you'd just told him instead of being stubborn. You were not in the mood for that today so you decided it would just be easier if you answered him so that you could get back to wallowing.

Y/N - What questions? I'll answer a fixed about of questions for you.

B - 20 questions of course!

Y/N Ugh I should have known. Ok, start.

B - Question 1. Where did you go out to last night?

Y/N - To that new bar a few blocks from here. Barrons.

B - OOOO I want to go there. Was it good?

Y/N - Is this your second question?

B - Yep.

Y/N - It is set up like an old world library with a bar in the back area. There are bookshelves that open hidden doors to other areas of the bar. It's really cool, and the food was excellent.

B - And clearly the drinks were strong :P But that does sound amazing.

Y/N - Next question please.

B - Question 3. Do you miss home?

Y/N - Sometimes. I miss my friends and family but if I hadn't left, I'd hate it.

B - Why?

Y/N - All my friends were moving away for work or further study. So I would be stuck with family who were disappointed that I hadn't done anything with my life yet. I'd hate that.

B - Why not just move away like your friends did?

Y/N - I did...I just moved further than they did.

B - Ha, I guess you did. Question 6. What do you miss most about home?

Y/N - Are you trying to make me homesick?

B - No! I'm just curious.

Y/N - I miss living within 5 minutes of the city, beaches and 15 minutes from mountains and rainforests.

B - That sounds like a really nice place.

Y/N - It is. Come on, next question.

B - Question 7. Cats or dogs?

Y/N - Both.

B - You can't pick both!

Y/N - But I like both.

B - So annoying. Question 8. Why were you so wet last night?

Y/N - WHAT?

B - Don't you remember?

Y/N - WHAT?!

B - Hahahahah get your mind out of the gutter! Your clothes were soaked, did you walk from the bar in the rain?

Y/N - Why are you like this?! Yes I walked home and it was raining hence the wet clothes.

B - Because its funnier this way. Why didn't you have an umbrella?

Y/N - I didn't know it was going to rain!

B - Why not take a cab home?

Y/N - It's literally 3 blocks.

B - Ugh fine, Question 9 then.

Y/N - You mean question 12.

B - Whaaaa. dammit. Fine, Question 12 - Do you remember how you got to our apartment?

Y/N - Baekhyun, please. I'm already embarrassed enough about this.

B - You said you'd answer.

Y/N - No, I don't remember.

B - So you don't remember stumbling into the lift that Minseok and I were in?

Y/N - ...No...

B - And you don't remember drunkenly getting angry at us for being handsome?

Y/N - Excuse me while I go bury myself.

B - And you don't remember falling and us helping you up?

Y/N - ...Please stop. This was bad enough when I thought I just wandered in while you were all asleep.

B - And you don't remember us taking you to your door and trying to find your keys for you?

Y/N - ...Please Baekhyun, stop.

B- And you don't remember then passing out so Minseok had to carry you up to our apartment?

B - And you don't remember waking me up at 3am with texts?

B - And waking Minseok up with photos?

Y/N - Fuck. What did I do? I don't remember any of this.

B - Do you even realise how frustrating you can be?

Y/N - Baekhyun, I'm sorry. I don't remember. I'm so so so sorry. Fuck, please don't tell me I sent nudes. I don't know what I can do to make this up to either of you. Thank you for looking after me, I appreciate that.

B - You sent him photos of bread. And cats. Well we weren't just going to leave you in the lift in the state you were in. You shouldn't drink that much though, it's dangerous.

Y/N - I now know the dangers of Soju. I haven't been out to a bar in over 3 months so I'd forgotten my tolerance had dropped.

B - Well this has been fun. I'll leave you with 3 things. 1. Minseok and I will work out a way for you to repay us for our kindness. 2. I assume you are trying to work out how to apologise to the members (who by the way don't know just how drunk you were or how you got to our apartment) - just come and cook for us one night this week. 3. Check your text history.

B - PS you also sent Minseok one photo in lingerie.

Y/N - Shit.

B - Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa BYE!

SHIT. SHIT SHIT SHIT!

You scrolled up to see your text history with Baekhyun...afraid of what you were going to find. You had to read it though. Then, no matter what it said you had to read the history for what you’d sent Minseok as well.

It was going to be a long and embarrassing night.

Masterpost | Chapter 4 | Chapter 6

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artemiseamoon · 1 year

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My world and yours

David Barron x Ofc (Geneviève Amaris Boyea) | words: 2213

Warnings: show canon warnings, drug world, mentions of violence and death, as usual my narcos disclaimer applies. You know it, I’ve said it a hundred times.

💫 arte releases a draft from the void💫 | gif credit to owners 💫

Any expansion to this will adhere to my new policy and post in full only to A03. Now that I’ve come across this again, I think I def want to add more. I’ll have time in January so if interested in more, stay tuned! Once it’s up, subscribe to the one shot on A03. 💕

This isn’t his kind of place, in fact, David’s only seen places like this from afar or the outside. Sometimes Benjamins meetings with his fancy friends didn’t happen in the light of day, or in sun filled restaurants, sometimes, though less frequently, they happened at night.

Luna Lounge has been here for decades, Juan Escarra, one of Benjamin's important friends, purchased the place two years ago and turned it into his own private lounge. He filled the seat with important people and movie stars and gave VIP treatment to those who he benefits from impressing.

Some nights, Juan closed the place down for special meetings, on other nights, he met them in the private back room, an extension of the lounge free from the general crowd's eyes and ears. It even has its own driveway, parking lot and entrance.

The soundproof two-way mirror on the stage reflected back only the performers and crowds faces on one side, on the private side, they could see everything without being seen themselves.

It’s in this very room David stands, on the outer edges, closer to the private bar to the far left. He’s keeping an eagle eye view on everything.

Just ahead, in the center of the room, Juan Escarra and Benjamin are having a conversation. Also at the bar is Juan’s personal security guy, Ricardo. When Juan signals the bar for another round of drinks, the bartender gets to it and Juan presses a button on the side of the table. Suddenly, the sounds of the other side of the mirror fill the room, dominating the soft music that was playing.

The crowd's clapping fades as the performers leave the stage. David is just about to look away when the next performer approaches. David’s already still posture remains so as his eyes follow her on the stage.

The beautiful sultry woman stands behind the mic, her back to them now. Across the way, Juan picks up a remote and the large tv comes on, revealing a clear shot of the stage. David was instantly captivated by her profile alone, seeing her fully on the screen only deepens his interest.

“Easy on the eyes right,” Ricardo leans over to him and whispers.

David doesn’t respond, his eyes remain fixed on the screen for less than a second. He then shifts his focus back to the scene before him. Benjamin and Juan are enjoying their drinks and watching the screen.

The meeting is winding down and will soon be over. David straightens up, no longer leaning against the counter and slides his hands into his pockets. He waits for Benjamin's signal.

...

“Hey man,”

David turns his head slightly to look at Ricardo.

“Advice don’t try it. That’s Boyea’s daughter.”

David takes in the information, and only responds with a slight head nod.

Because he’s the muscle, certain people tend to underestimate him. Sum him up to some dumb, violent gang banger. But he notices everything, he pays attention. He knows who the rich important people are, even if others assume he doesn't.

David doesn’t correct them when they do this, even though it pisses him off. It’s better to let them think that way. He knows exactly who Angelo Deon Boyea is. Most who hear his name don’t know his face, he’s a private man, and an important one.

Coming from Afro-Mexican and Caribbean roots, Angelo spent time living all over the world and studied both here in Mexico and the US. He’s a money man, numbers and though his face isn’t front and center, he’s a powerful hand behind many people. He has banks all over the world and is an important man to make friends with, which Juan did wisely. So did Benjamin.

David never saw Angelo Boyea in person, not yet at least. And from what he knows, Benjamin only met him once which seemed to be a common thing, if you work with him, you deal with his people who get back to him. And if you’re in, you get one meeting,

If you get close, if the Boyea family takes you in, he’s no longer a ghost or apparition. In this case, his phantom appearance is replaced by lavish parties, big dinners, and trips. Aside from the banks, Boyea has his hands in politics, naturally. This is where the connection to Juan and the Arellano-Félix deepens.

Angelo has two children that David knows of a son named Deon Javel Boyea, he’s wrapped up in sports and owns a team, secretly of course. The front face for the team is just some stand in for media purposes. Then, there’s his daughter, Geneviève Amaris Boyea.

Not much is known about her, unlike many children of important people, she lives her life quietly, has never been part of a scandal (as far as he and the public know) and is never seen in the popular clubs. Many bigwigs' adult children paired at Christine, and the family's establishments. Not Geneviève.

Like her father, she studied here, in France and the US. She knows four languages and has a love for singing. A year back she won a beauty contest and seems to just focus on performing. She’s made a few appearances in Telenovelas.

Barron gets the signal from Benjamin and halts his thoughts. Goodbyes are exchanged and they soon head toward the door. Just as they reach it Juan calls out to Benjamin.

“There’s a party next weekend.” He approaches them, “Boyea is impressed with you, your family. You’ve been invited.”

Party weekend

The sounds of the party seep into the bathroom, even with the door closed. As he washes his hands at the sink, David catches a glimpse of himself.

He’s not used to seeing himself dressed like this. But the party has a dress code. He also feels naked without his piece. There’s a strong no weapons rule for the party, and though this makes him uncomfortable, he had to respect it.

Security is through the roof at this place, and this party is in a mansion on an island in the middle of nowhere, even the boat they took to get here was crazy. It took some getting used to the world of the Arellano-Félix family. Riches, sprawling properties, only the best and most expensive of everything; this is that time 10.

His scrappy beginnings in the hood and rise up in the gang is a completely different world from all of this. Drying his hands, he looks himself over once more. It’s a nice ass suit, perfectly tailored.

In the back of his mind, he revisits what Benjamin told him, to keep an eye on things but relax, to have some fun. To be honest, he didn’t really know what to do with himself here, but he wasn’t alone. It was easy to spot, even in nice clothes, other people's security guards. All without weapons and trying to blend in.

Leaving the bathroom, David swings by the main room and watches for a while. Benjamin is off to the side, having a conversation with Angelo. David watches for a while, and everything seems fine. He decides to keep moving, and heads to the wrap around balcony.

With the floor to ceiling windows, he can still watch everything inside. The breeze from the ocean cools his skin. As he walks, his eyes shift from the landscape to the scene inside. When a group of people spill out onto the balcony, he decides to head to the ground level, and put some distance between himself and the crowd.

On the ground level, he heads into the banquet room and makes a plate of food. He declines the help of the servers and makes his plate himself. After having what he wants, he steps out and into the dining room. It’s empty, all the other party goers are either on the beach, or on the upper two floors.

David is only in there for a few minutes when someone else enters. David looks up and locks eyes with Geneviève. She must have entered from the other side, there are two routes to the banquet room.

In the back of his mind, he was wondering if she was here, he spotted her brother about a half hour ago, lounging on the couch with some models.

When she re-emerges, she has a plate of food and drink in her hands. When she sits at the table to his left, he tries not to look at her, but can’t help himself and steals a glance.

He’s quick, but she’s quicker and catches him.

“Hi.” She smiles.

David greets her back, then focuses on his plate. He takes a bite of food and from the corner of his eye, he steals another glance of her.

The two eat in silence for a while. A few moments later, Geneviève rests her chin in her palm and looks at him. David swallows his food and meets her eyes.

His gaze follows her hand as she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. Delicate slim fingers with expensive rings on her middle finger and thumb. Nails painted the same shade of dark blue as her dress.

“Nice suit.”

“Thanks.” A small grin curves at the corner of his lips.

He accepts the compliment and tells himself to look away, but he can't. He's spelled by her deep velvety brown eyes and her long dark lashes.

She raises the drink in her hand to her lips, letting it linger there but not drinking.

Geneviève noticed him earlier. Handsome and pretty faces filled the room, but him- there’s something about him that’s captured her attention. She could tell this kind of setting isn’t his norm. Even in the clothes, he seems different from everyone else.

He’s also the finest man here, and something about his eyes pulls her to him. They’re deep, mysterious and shielded at the same time. Since first spotting him, she's been spinning up tales about who he could be. All she knows about him is he’s with Benjamin, and from the vibe he gives off, likely Benjamin's personal security.

When the prolonged eye contact becomes too much, and she feels heat rising under her skin and warming her cheeks, Geneviève looks away first and takes a drink. His eyes fix on her lips.

He knows he shouldn’t think about it, but his mind goes there anyway. He wonders if she’s as soft as she looks and what her lips taste like. He wonders if she’s quiet or loud when getting fucked and what his name would sound like on her lips -

His head turns to the door just before it opens, in comes a group of five, laughing and talking over each other. He sits up and eats the last bites of his food. He needs to get out of this room, and away from her. It doesn’t help that she smells so good, and it's the only scent he’s focused on, the food before him has long faded into the background of his mind.

As he takes a drink of water, he notices one of the men in the group. He’s seen his face before. The same man makes a b-line for Geneviève and grabs her face, planting a big kiss on her cheek before she could pull back.

“There she is, I’ve been looking for you.” he leans too hard against one of the chairs and it almost toppled over. He catches it.

“I needed some food.” She looks up at him, then secretly glances at David.

“How beautiful is she,” the tall man cups her face and looks back at the group.

“You’re drunk Mateo,” she grabs his forearm as he kisses her cheek again.

“I’m going to marry this one, watch.” He stands up and sighs, his eyes still fixed on her.

David walks away and discards his empty cup and plate. He can feel eyes on his back but goes about his business. Not rushing, not taking his time either.

Behind him the group speak among themselves, he hears everyone's voice but hers. Then it hits him,

Mateo Alverez. Mateo is heir to a fortune, his family made a name for themselves in handbags or some shit, half the people in this party are likely wearing something, a watch, a bag, a top, from the family's fashion empire. This isn’t an area David knows a lot about, or cares about, but he’s seen his face around and the tall brunette at the table, his sister, has been in commercials.

On his way out, David passes the table once more. The group is so wrapped up in themselves they barely give him a glance, except Geneviève. She has a person at either side, Mateo to her left, his eyes hungrily drink her up, and some unknown woman to her right, chipping away about something. Geneviève nods, pretending to listen.

David breaks eye contact and leaves the room. When the door closes behind him, he feels a sense of relief. There are a dozen reasons he should stay away from her and hopes they don’t cross paths again because resisting his urges has never been his strong point.

David takes a stroll around the balcony, then heads back to the second floor to check on Benjamin.