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Destino o casualidad

In a world where power and blood dictate every move, a chance encounter disrupts the rigid hierarchy of the criminal underworld. This modern mafia romance follows two souls caught between the loyalty they owe their families and the undeniable pull of a forbidden connection. As dangerous secrets emerge and rivalries ignite, they must decide if their meeting was a stroke of luck or a predetermined fate that could lead to their ultimate ruin.
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Chapter 2

Jade no lo soporto y subió las escaleras, directo a su habitación, mientras sus padres comenzaban a discutir, ella conocía muy bien lo que se dirían, Magnolia insinuaría que Isaías la veía con otros ojos y no como los de un padre, cosa que provocaba asco en Jade, que ella pudiera insinuar eso, e Isaías la acusaría de ser la peor de las madres, algo que era cierto al cien por ciento.

Tirada en la cama de su habitación, cubriendo su rostro con la almohada mientras las lágrimas caían, se propuso hacer lo que mejor sabía hacer, quitar todos los recuerdos amargos de aquel día y dejar solo lo bueno, lo importante, solo así su mundo era color de rosas.

Javier estaba calentando los restos de comida del día anterior, a lo largo de los últimos tres años había gastado todo el dinero que sus padres le habían dejado del seguro de vida, estaba sentado en el sofá de la sala, se preguntaba si su vida hubiera sido diferente si sus progenitores no hubieran muerto en ese accidente aéreo, seguro que no tendría que preocuparse por el dinero si ese fuera el caso, para su suerte, su mejor amiga y eterna enamorada, siempre lo ayudaba, pero ahora Jade estaba a punto de partir a la universidad y lo más probable seria que se olvidara de él.

— ¿Quién lavara mi ropa si ella se marcha? ¿Quién cocinara para mí si Jade se enamora de otro?

Eran las preguntas que golpeaban la mente del joven, entonces una idea llego a él, Javier sabía que su amiga estaba enamorada de él, y como no saberlo, si Jade era un libro abierto, sin embargo, siempre mantuvo su distancia, no quería perder lo único bueno que tenía en su vida, pero ahora la perdería, o dentro de unos meses, cuando ella partiera a la universidad.

— Es demasiado buena para un inútil como yo.

Se dijo una vez más, mientras caminaba a la cocina a dejar su plato, observo por la ventana y allí estaba ella, soñando despierta como cada noche, viendo el cielo nocturno por la ventana de su cuarto, era bonita, hermosa para ser precisos, y tenía esa alegría propia de ella, siempre sonreía, siempre viendo el lado positivo de todo.

—Jade.

Dijo el joven perdiéndose en su belleza una vez más, fue allí donde decidió dar el siguiente paso, él la quería, la conocía, pero sobre todo la necesitaba, no podía permitir que ella lo dejara solo, ya suficiente soledad tenía en su vida.

— Señor Isaías, quisiera hablar un momento con usted. — dijo saliendo al tiempo que su vecino sacaba la basura.

— Por supuesto, dime Javier, ¿Qué necesitas? — este hombre había sido un gran apoyo para el joven rubio, a pesar de que sus padres no se llevaban con los Renger, ya que Magnolia era una mujer insoportable, tanto padre como hija siempre lo apreciaron y cuando quedo solo, lo cuidaron.

— Yo... a mi… vera... — no sabía cómo decir aquello, estaba nervioso, había tenido novias, claro que sí, pero sabía que con Jade seria todo distinto, no sería algo de una noche, sería para siempre o Isaías lo mataría.

— Tranquilo niño, respira, recuerda lo que les he enseñado a Jade y a ti, el no a tu pregunta ya lo tienes, si ya te has preparado para lo peor, solo deja salir todo y espera, quizás tendrás un sí a tu favor.

Él debía reconocer que Jade tenía un buen padre, alguien que te llevaba a ser valiente, a levantarte sin importar los golpes de la vida, no podía evitar sentir un poco de envidia por la rubia de ojos verdes y grandes pechos.

— Quiero salir con Jade. — dijo de forma rápida, casi tropezando con sus propias palabras.

— Me parece perfecto, ¿irán al parque de diversiones? Sabes que ella es como una niña en el cuerpo de una adulta. — respondió mientras mostraba su destacable sonrisa blanca en el rostro moreno.

— No, no me refiero a salir a pasear… quiero que sea mi novia. — se atrevió a decir, sabía que quien quisiera llegar a la joven, primero debía pasar por la aprobación de su padre.

— Ya era hora hijo, llegue a pensar que la dejarías ir sin un compromiso que la haga regresar. — respondió el mayor dándole una palmada en el hombro.

— ¿Está de acuerdo entonces? — respondió de forma efusiva, sin poder creer su suerte.

— Todo lo que le cause felicidad a mi niña, solo te pido que confíes en ella, déjala ir a la universidad, no te interpongas entre sus sueños, después de todo, regresara cada fin de semana.

— Puede contar con ello.

— Bien, ahora cuéntame ¿cómo se lo pedirás? debo registrar eso. — dijo con entusiasmo Isaías.

Javier podría dormir tranquilo, él conocía muy bien a Jade, la joven nunca tuvo novio, siempre estuvo al pendiente de él, ahora que al fin serian novios, sabía muy bien que no lo engañaría y que ella volvería cada fin de semana, para cuando finalizaran sus estudios se casarían y por fin dejaría de estar solo, pero, sobre todo, no tendría que preocuparse por el dinero, el mundo de Javier prometía ser color de rosas en un futuro cercano.

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