9 - Erik Black

-Yes, I want you to work for me, for my family. Does Grupo Sol sound familiar to you?

Of course it sounded familiar! What person in the entire city didn't know about the dangerous and powerful Sol Group? She wasn't stupid, she knew it was the family that handled arms trafficking and had all the thugs controlled and under their orders.

Helena opened her eyes slightly in amazement when she realized that she had the leader of the Sol Group in front of her and she prayed that this man with his dark eyes and amused smile would not notice the fear that took over her body.

She had thought he was just daddy's wayward rich boy, but how wrong he was. She had been challenging all morning a man who could snap his fingers and simply get rid of her without anyone daring to ask later.

She swallowed heavily and hated herself for it.

-Well?- the man finally spoke.

The young woman hated herself, she had to show that guy that her power didn't intimidate her, even if it wasn't true.

"You're crazy if you think I'm going to agree to be one of your servants," she spat, swallowing her fear and trying with all her might not to notice the trembling of her hands and her clenched jaw.

Ivan smiled, extending his smile to its greatest extent, making the young woman's honey eyes travel to the corner of her lips where two small dimples had formed that were almost imperceptible but that she noticed and found adorable, she was distracted there as If she was hypnotized by them and thought that, if perhaps that man was not a conceit and the heir of Grupo Sol, she could have fallen in love with those dimples and that smile.

“Maybe in another life”

Ivan couldn't help but smile when he saw the response of that girl with nerves of steel, that she was brave enough to say no to him. Did she really not know who she was?

But the young gangster was not going to give in, he loved her, no matter what.

He put his hand in her pants pocket, making the young brunette go on the defensive.

"Don't worry... I'm just looking for my cell phone," he exclaimed, amused, but the young woman did not loosen her threatening gaze.

She took her cell phone and in the calculator application she wrote a number with 5 zeros in it and dragged it towards the young woman, who looked down at her suspiciously and raised an eyebrow.

"I will pay you a good sum," said the young man.

Helena was silent and felt that all the colors were draining from her face; she had never seen so much money next to her. Her family's business barely left her enough money to pay her own rent, to be able to pay her college expenses, and for her and her uncle to barely survive for the month.

And now this man was telling her that she would pay him that exorbitant sum that she never believed she could raise in her entire miserable life.

Losing patience, Ivan brought his hand closer to the screen of his cell phone and without hesitation added one more zero, making Helena's heart beat hard against her chest and her eyes filled with tears.

-I know that you need the money for your business, that the Luna Group is charging you a lot per month- he began to say carefully, observing how Helena had not taken her eyes off her phone.

“The Luna Group also belongs to the Sol Group in some way, but she doesn't have to know that” He thought inside her.

-The best thing is to accept it, it is a lot of money. Unless you want those thugs to take away your business, in fact, with this money you could even buy it and still have plenty left over. Think carefully before saying no, you could make it yours, be the owner and they wouldn't bother you anymore.

Helena felt like crying, she had never had an opportunity like this in her life, money had always been difficult to come by since her parents had left this plane, and now from one moment to the next this mysterious guy appeared to solve her biggest problem.

"What do you want from me?" She exclaimed, swallowing the lump in her throat. "Do you want me to be your inflatable doll?" Do you want to fulfill your darkest fantasies with me because you think you can just because you know I need that money? -She exclaimed with a broken voice and she hated herself for that.
Ivan looked at her in surprise, showing for the first time all morning a hint of emotion.

"Who do you take me for?" he said, noticeably offended, staring at her. "You think it's a big deal." I'm not one of those.

Helena watched him with her trembling pupils and instinctively hugged herself.

"I'm not like that idiot," she growled as she remembered the petty thug on top of the young woman. "I'm offering you a job, a decent one," he sighed heavily. "I want you to be my personal bodyguard."

-That?

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Demian woke up feeling his entire body scream in pain, the first thing he saw was the unmistakable ceiling of the VIP rooms of the Paraíso bar.

What had happened? He asked himself as he barely got up from the ground, feeling his entire body bruised and a trickle of blood falling from his forehead.

"Shit," he growled, staggering across the room.

He looked at the messy bed and saw no trace of that debtor brat anywhere.

“Perhaps she?”

-Not impossible-

And then he remembered, despite his severe headache, that a man had kicked into the room, had taken him away from that slut, and had beaten him to death without giving him time to react.

His eyes opened as wide as they could as he remembered that man's face.

That dark look that seemed like that of a demon was from no one other than Ivan White of the Sol Group, who had no jurisdiction there, that he could not set foot on those grounds without the opposing group being aware. Hatred and the thirst for revenge crept into all of his organism and as best he could, he left there directly to the Luna Group house. They had to know what had happened, they had to help him exact revenge on him.

-You're going to pay me, Ivan White.

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"Mr. Black, one of his collectors wants to talk to you, I told him you were busy, but he insists it's important," one of his bodyguards exclaimed.

Erik Black, the leader of the Luna Group stopped looking from the window of his office at the city under his command, with very little interest he turned towards the man, showing his delicate and fine-featured face, his brown, feline eyes and her brown hair that fell to her ears.

"Let it happen," he responded without much emotion.

The young man saw how one of his men, one he didn't know because he couldn't care less about who worked for him, entered his office all beaten and bloody. He was not surprised by this, in his business it was normal to receive beatings from time to time.

"Be quick, I don't have all day," he exclaimed impatiently.

The man bowed tremblingly.

-Thank you for having me, Mr. Black.

The young man didn't even flinch and waited for that small-time thug to say something that really mattered to him before killing him right there for wasting his precious time.

"M-Mr. White..." he began to say and suddenly the conversation had become interesting.

That idiot, his greatest enemy, who had taken from him what was his by birth. Every time she heard about him her blood boiled. Both families had been left at peace, but they both knew that was a lie. That at the first mistake anyone could ambush the other, they had always hated each other, they were natural enemies.

-I-I... I was at the Paraíso bar with a woman, i-in one of the VIPS, suddenly Mr. White burst into the room, beat me to death and took the girl away.

Erik Black raised an eyebrow in interest.

“That's really unexpected.”

That idiot Ivan would come into his territory just because of a woman? It was very risky of him.

-Who is the woman?

Demian looked up in disbelief.

"It doesn't really matter, she was just some random guy I was about to sleep with, she owed me a lot of money for her business so I just thought I'd take the debt on her body" he exclaimed indifferently.

Erik didn't even flinch at the man's statement. But he needed to know who that woman was and why Ivan had risked her life and the peace between the two families for her.

"Who is she?" he said harshly.
The man took out his phone and with his trembling hand he brought the image to his boss, one in which Helena was seen walking smiling with her friend when they were leaving the university and that her thugs had brought out so that he could identify her at the bar. .

Erik looked at the photo with curiosity, wanting to know who the mysterious woman was who had made his greatest enemy vulnerable. But when he saw a smiling, familiar face all he could feel was that her blood was boiling and bubbling in her veins, that her eyes were turning red with anger at that miserable man who had tried to abuse her. that young woman

The thug looked at him scared, unable to decipher what was going through his boss's mind. He pushed the phone away from him in fear and put it away.

"Are you going to help me avenge my pride?" He dared to say.

Erik blinked, as if regaining his composure, straightened his shirt and coughed clearing his throat. With a gesture of his hand he signaled to his personal bodyguard that he had been watching the entire scene.

The man approached his boss who was with his hand outstretched and palm up. Erik didn't have to say anything, the bodyguard knew what he had to do.

From his belt she took his gun and placed it in the palm of his boss, who took it, removed the safety and shot Demian in the leg.

"Ahhh!" The man screamed, falling to the ground holding the wound that wouldn't stop bleeding. "W-why?" He could barely say in complete shock.

"For putting your dirty hands on her," he declared, spitting with contempt in the wounded man's terrified face.

-W-what...? B-but Mr. Black... it's just any one... - he exclaimed desperately.

Erik clenched his jaw tightly, Demian had sentenced him to the end.

-Let this serve as a lesson to you, so that next time you remember not to mess with what is mine-

"Y-yes sir, I understand, n-it's not going to happen again," the man exclaimed, joining his hands in a gesture of supplication.

Erik smiled in satisfaction, but his smile quickly faded as he fired a well-aimed shot, killing the man.

"Maybe in the next life," he exclaimed, returning the weapon to his man. "Clean up the mess," he exclaimed without emotion, turning his back on the corpse, returning to contemplate the city from his window.

"Yes sir," the bodyguard responded.

“Helena… I promise to find you and get you away from White, your place is here with me”