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En poco tiempo, la tensión que había causado la arpía intrusa ya no estaba, sino que todo transcurre de una manera encantadora. Editores, presidentes editoriales, escritores conversaban y, la mayoría, no le quitan los ojos de encima a Marga.

Y, por supuesto, con razón. La silueta tan delicada, voluptuosa que le hace ver ese vestido rojo es perfecta y provocativa. Todos están sorprendidos al ver de esa forma a Marga, porque siempre estila tener chaqueta, pantalones. Siempre elegante, pero nada provocativa.

Uno tras otro, tratan de conversar con ella, lo que hace que Márgaret se siente halagada, y sorprendida a decir verdad, pero también invadida en su tranquilidad y desviada de su objetivo del día. ¿O habría posibilidad de sacar provecho? No, para nada.

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Nuestra agente se ha olvidado de José, pero él la sigue de un lugar a otro, de mano en mano, de sonrisa en sonrisa. No basta con decir que verla sonreír con otros hombres no le causó gracia alguna, es mejor decir que está cabreadísimo por la situación. Algo lo empuja a tomar acción y a proteger lo que cree suyo.

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Con una sonrisa fingida, fastidiada con la charla de este presuntuoso y narcisista hombre, se disculpa y se escabulle del pequeño círculo. Cansada del día, de la noche, de la morena entrometida, decide salir al aire libre, cerca de la piscina del sitio que han alquilado.

Al ver el agua, suspira. Hace tanto tiempo que no iba a una, ¡qué ganas de disfrutar un día de piscina o playa! Se sienta en las sillas playeras y sigue tomando el vino de la copa.

De pronto, siente la mano caliente de alguien en su hombre. Salta por la impresión y mira hacia arriba para ver al intruso del momento. ¡Sí, hoy hay puros entrometidos!

―Disculpa, Marga. No quise asustarte ―dice Alejandro, con un tono bajo y cercano.

―No te preocupes. Más bien déjame darte las gracias por lo de hoy. Esa mujer ya me tiene harta. ¿Qué le pasa? ¿Qué tiene en contra de mí? Ni la conozco.

La molestia y la desesperación se le nota. Por lo que Alejandro lo toma como un desahogo y también como un permiso para sentarse y estar con ella unos minutos, por lo menos.

―¿No lo imaginas? ¿Puedo ser sincero?
―Por supuesto, aunque tú no pareces tener ese valor, se te ha perdido en el camino ―comenta, hiriente.

Sí, por supuesto, que quiere saberlo. A ver si encuentra una manera de sacársela de encima. Así que espera a que José le diga lo que necesita escuchar.

English Version

Chapter 16. May I be frank?

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Before long, the tension that had been caused by the intrusive harpy was gone, but everything was running smoothly. Editors, publishing presidents, writers were chatting and, for the most part, not taking their eyes off Marga.

And rightly so, of course. The delicate, voluptuous silhouette that makes her look in that red dress is perfect and provocative. Everyone is surprised to see Marga like that, because she always wears a jacket and pants. Always elegant, but not at all provocative.

One after another, they try to make conversation with her, which makes Margaret feel flattered, and surprised to tell the truth, but also invaded in her tranquility and diverted from her goal of the day. Or would there be a chance to take advantage of it? No, not at all.

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Our agent has forgotten about José, but he follows her from place to place, from hand to hand, from smile to smile. It is not enough to say that seeing her smiling with other men did not amuse him, it is better to say that he is pissed off by the situation. Something pushes him to take action and protect what he thinks is his.

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With a fake smile, annoyed with the talk of this presumptuous and narcissistic man, he excuses himself and slips out of the small circle. Tired of the day, of the night, of the nosy brunette, she decides to go outdoors, near the pool of the place they have rented.

At the sight of the water, she sighs. It's been so long since she's been in one, what a longing to enjoy a day at the pool or beach! She sits down on the beach chairs and continues to sip the wine from the glass.

Suddenly, he feels someone's warm hand on his man. She jumps from the shock and looks up to see the intruder of the moment. Yes, today there are all intruders!

-Sorry, Marga. I didn't mean to scare you,” says Alejandro, in a low, close tone.

-Don't worry. Rather, let me thank you for today. I've had enough of that woman. What's wrong with her? What does she have against me? I don't even know her.

The discomfort and desperation is evident. So Alejandro takes it as an outlet and also as permission to sit down and be with her for a few minutes, at least.

-Can't you imagine? Can I be honest?
-Of course, although you don't seem to have that courage, you've lost it along the way,” he comments, hurtfully.

Yes, of course, he wants to know. See if he can find a way to get it out of his system. So he waits for Jose to tell him what he needs to hear.

Suddenly, he feels someone's warm hand on his man. She jumps from the shock and looks up to see the intruder of the moment. Yes, today there are all intruders!

-Sorry, Marga. I didn't mean to scare you," says Alejandro, in a low and close tone.

-Don't worry. Rather, let me thank you for today. I've had enough of that woman. What's wrong with her? What does she have against me? I don't even know her.

The discomfort and desperation is evident. So Alejandro takes it as an outlet and also as permission to sit down and be with her for a few minutes, at least.

-Can't you imagine? Can I be honest?
-Of course, although you don't seem to have that courage, you've lost it along the way," he remarks, hurtfully.

Yes, of course, he wants to know. See if he can find a way to get it out of his system. So he waits for Jose to tell him what he needs to hear.

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