Page 43 of El Malo

Father flashes me a grin of approval. “We’ll change into our suits. I look forward to catching up.”

Tania clutches onto his elbow and Alejandro shows them to where they’ll be staying. It’s where they always stay. Father’s bodyguards follow after them. I take the moment to seek out Rosa. She’s still outside and is fussing over a flower arrangement over one of the tables. I sneak up behind her and wrap my arms around her.

“Time to party, mami,” I growl against her ear.

Her pink summer dress is thin and I love how it hugs her curvy body, but I want to see her in a swimsuit more.

“Change into your swimsuit. Party is getting started and I want you to officially meet my father,” I say, my hands sliding up to her fat tits.

She turns in my arms, a frown on her pretty face. “What if he doesn’t like me?”

I chuckle. “You are beautiful. Father loves pretty things. Go change.”

“I hope you’re right.”

“I’m always right.”

It’s taken her much longer than I expected for her to change. I already swapped out my suit for black swim trunks. Tania and Father have long since come to the pool. What’s taking so fucking long?

“I heard about the Osos,” Father says as he sips from a mini bottle of tequila. He prefers them over glasses. The same sized ones they stock hotels and airplanes with. I make sure to have plenty to keep Father happy. And as his son, I drink them too when he’s around.

“The Osos no longer exist.” I down the small bottle and deposit it on the side of the pool. Despite the cool breeze, the water is heated to perfection.

“Who are our threats now?” Father asks.

I shrug and then rest my arms on the edge of the pool as I stare at the ocean. “Arturo is analyzing our next moves. Everything is in chaos. Mayor is missing. Police are wisely protecting their only money-making assets left, the local hotels along the beach. The city is nothing but bloodshed and horror.”

Father chuckles. His back is against the pool side as he watches Tania play with Emiliano in the shallow end. “Business is up in Puerto Vallarta. New hotels being built all the time. The Estradas own most of the expansion. It’s how I was able to buy my new yacht.”

I narrow my eyes and focus on the massive beast out beyond the waves. “That’s yours?”

“It is. She cuts through the water as though she’s Moses parting the Red Sea. The waters yield to her command.”

“It’s safe for Emi?”

“Of course it is. There’s no way he could accidentally fall off. When on the yacht, not only does Camila watch after him, but I’ve assigned my two most trusted men to also watch. He’s precocious but intelligent. Your brother has a healthy respect for the ocean. Unlike someone I know,” he teases.

I chuckle. “Cliff diving has nothing to do with respect for the ocean. It’s about knowing your abilities. I’m confident in my ability of finding the deepest part to dive into. I am not careless, Padre.”

“Of course not—holy shit,” he hisses. “Look at that woman, Javi. Ella es hermosa.” She’s beautiful.

When I turn, I grin upon seeing her. My Rosa. And she’s more than beautiful. She’s utterly breathtaking. She wears a two-piece white bikini that barely covers parts of her that taste like heaven. The triangles covering her nipples are tiny and the globes of her breasts are on full display for everyone, including my father. The tiny scrap that covers her bottom half is just that. A scrap. I know she’s shaved smooth beneath, but I can see the dark line of her slit of her pussy lips. It will be only more transparent once she hits the water. I knew when I chose this one for her, it would be perfect. Her long dark hair is in messy waves behind her and she wears a pair of white strappy heels that make her calves more toned looking than before.

“¡Hola, mami!” I call out, pride in my voice.

She seeks me out and flashes me a brilliant smile. Her makeup is flawless. Long dark lashes. Smoky eyeshadow. Full red lips. The jewelry I’ve given her glimmers in the late afternoon sun, making her fucking sparkle.

“Hola, Javi,” she greets, her voice husky and shy.

“This is your girlfriend?” Father asks, his eyes tracking her as she walks around the pool.

“Sí. She’s perfect, yes?”

“I can certainly see why you’re so taken with her,” he agrees. “Let’s meet the darling.”

I climb out of the pool and stalk over to her, dripping wet. She lets out a squeal of surprise when I grab her and pull her against me. Her ass is bare and I’m pleased that she’s wearing this thong swimsuit. It’s daring but my manzanita is brave. My palms grip her naked ass in appreciation.

“I could fuck you right now in front of everyone,” I murmur against her ear. “You’re so goddamned hot that everyone here wishes you belonged to them. But you are mine, Rosa.”

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