Page 64 of Violent Attraction

I look at my now sister-in-law and contemplate telling her. I’ve held my relationship with Santiago inside for years, so it would be nice to have someone to talk to.

Is Serena that person?

Maybe she is.

I close my eyes and give her a nod. With one nod, I silently confess my love for Santiago to a woman that I don’t even know.

“It will work out. I don’t know how, and I don’t know when, but it will work out. You will one day find yourself with the man you love.”

My head is already shaking before she can finish her sentence. “You have no possible way of knowing that.”

I want to believe that it will happen, I want to have faith that her words are true, but I really don’t want to get my hopes up.

“If that man is anything like your brother, then I know for a fact that it will happen.”

“And what type of man is my brother?”

I swear to God if she tells what kind of man he is in bed, I’m going to actually punch her

“The type of man that will act like a villain to everyone else but a prince for you and only you. Saving you from the dragon that need be.”

Saving me from the dragon…

It’s been a few weeks since that conversation, and every day I think about it. Serena is right in a way. If the man that I love, is anything like my brother, he will fight for me.

But is he doing it right now as we speak?

I have no idea.

It’s been almost four months since my father announced that I was going to marry into the Castro family.

Four months of silence from the one person I want to hear from.

The only interactions we've had have been ignoring each other while in the same room.

Take the night that Leo brought Serena over, we were in the courtyard together, but the man didn’t say a word to me. I did catch him staring more than once, which is what I wanted when I picked out the silk white design to wear. But that was all.

Did I want him to look at me and whisk me away so that he could have his way with me? Maybe.

But Santiago Reyes would rather grind his teeth all the way to his gums than claim what is his in front of my father.

No matter how badly I wanted him to.

I have to have faith though. I have to have faith that Serena is right, and he is the man that is fighting for us. Maybe he is and he’s just not telling me about it.

I don’t know, but that is certainly not something that I want to be thinking about right now.

“Attend? Like go out into the town square?” Serena’s voice rings through the room.

We are currently setting up the sitting room here at the estate for the dia de los muertos celebration. It was my mother’s favorite tradition and every year she would honor the family members that we lost too soon. She would set up an altar every single year and would partake in all the activities and festivities that were put together by the people of San Pedro.

Every year, Camila and I try to honor her during the celebration as much as we can. This year we decided to include Serena. Olive branch and all that.

Don’t worry a part of me still thinks that she’s a gold digger at times, but a gold digger that I kind of like. It’s weird, I know.

“It will be safe and nobody will know who you are. I promise.” I try to convey as much sincerity in my statement as possible. Just because I don’t like her most of the time doesn’t mean that I’m not going to do my part and help my brother protect her.

Few weeks ago, there was an incident where Serena was followed while she was in Austin. From what Leo told me, it ended in a shootout with a few men dead. Ever since then, Serena has been spending a large amount of time here at the estate and that's how I can somehow tolerate her now.