The eyes of an Angel (closed)

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Angela Diaz (name taken from her late mother)
Nickname: Aggie

For the past 4 years, Angela spent her time at a private boarding school in Europe. It was a school where, even though the price was high, the education was the best money could buy. Her studies included classes in English, French, Spanish and German.

During her first year, Angela couldn't speak one word of English, she was often made fun of and being petite had it's disadvantages, but she stuck it out and ended graduating with honors. Her college future was something to still be decided and during that time, she would be spending time with her father.

Her real father. Just before her mother was killed, Angela met him briefly. He was an imposing man and those around him were loyal. Then, her mother was killed when the man and her went out. She saw her mother leave, but never come back.

And that was the start of her new life, her life with out her mother.

Angela never resented the man for what happened, he did make sure his "Aggie" was always taken care of. There were brief meetings through out the years and each time, he was always happy to see his Aggie.

Now, one day after her graduation, the one her father didn't attend, Aggie was on her way to her father's home. She was surprised at the number of men and cars used to escort her from the dorms to the airport. A private jet was waiting for her, again, her security was heavy. Aggie knew better than to question it, she saw it as her father being overprotective.

Besides, when she asked her father what he did, he would always reply, "I'm a business man, my Aggie." And that was it. She knew better than to push him.

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In the SUV, the third one from the back, with windows darkened to almost completely blacked out, one guard sitting beside her, two more in front and the motorcade consisting of at least four full sized SUVs.

As she looked around, the compound outside of the 'mansion' was heavily armed. Men walked around with AK47s, all in suits. Aggie wanted to say something but didn't. The motorcade pulled up to the front of the mansion and just as Aggie reached for the door to open it but the guard beside her grabbed her arm, making her scream out in both surprise and pain.

She looked at him, and the other guard in the front seat, cursing at the man, telling him in Spanish, "When Escobar hears about it, you'll pay for that!"

Someone on the outside opened her door and Aggie stepped out while quickly surveying the house. This was the first time she had seen her father's home. Well, now it was her home for the time being. She wondered why her father wasn't waiting for her but before she could think of it anymore, she was rushed up the steps and into the house.

As her eyes adjusted to the light change, she saw her father in the giant walkway of the mansion. He was smiling brightly and held his arms open, "My Aggie!" He walked forward and embraced his daughter in public for the first time in her 18 years.

"Papa," she said, returning his smile and hugging him also. Although she had no idea what her father did, Aggie was grateful to have some sort of family around for her. She wasn't going to be one who whined about it.

"It is good to see my Aggie," Alejandro Escobar said, still holding his daughter's hands in his own. He couldn't believe how much she had looked like her late mother. It made him proud that his bloodline, and perhaps the family 'business' would go on.

"Papa, please," Aggie said as she blushed. She was wearing a very modest summer dress and her hair was worn loosely down her shoulders. She looked away, noticing that most of the staff had avoided them, leaving them alone to talk-all but one. A man standing off from her father. She looked at him before turning back to her father, "I would like to get unpacked Papa, at least rest a bit before we talk more?"

"Of course," he hugged her again and that's when he noticed her arm, a small bruise already starting to show, "What happened here?"

Aggie looked at her arm and gave her father a nervous laugh, "Oh, that, one of the guards tried to stop me from just throwing the door open when we got here. Its OK really, he panicked I guess."

What Aggie didn't know was that, in his mind, her father was already exacting out revenge for someone daring to hurt his daughter, even if he was merely an accident, the guard should've known better. With a forced smile, Alejandro nodded, "Of course, you go upstairs my love, Maria will show you to your room. Come down as soon as you are ready and we will have dinner..that and there is someone I will need you to meet."

"Yes Papa, I'll be down later," she said and 'Maria' walked ahead of Aggie, expecting her to follow her. As she did, Aggie had no choice but to pass the man who was standing nearby. She looked at him briefly before heading upstairs.

 

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Raoul Gomez stood idly in the office of Alejandro Escobar's as he waited for the man himself. Gomez, the police chief of the area was a short and portly man, readily described as the living embodiment of the Pillsbury doughboy with a darker complexion and a thick mustache. Corruption was simply the price of business in Mexico City and while Gomez was far from the top of the legal food chain, he was certainly a cog in the machine that required greasing. Of course Gomez might have been a corrupt city official however he knew his place, meaning that he knew Alejandro Escobar was not a man to be trifled with. Sure the easiest option was to pay off Gomez, however if he made waves, or even showed disrespect he knew that even his position as the chief of police wouldn't save him from being tortured then murdered, after which Escobar would work out some kind of relationship with the man who would replace Gomez.

Gomez waited for almost twenty minutes before the door opened and a very well dressed man in his 40s stepped through. If it weren't for the fact that he was notorious, he could have easily passed off as a rich and well cultured man. “Raoul my friend! Please.. Please.. Sit” Said Escobar as he shook Raoul's hand and walked behind his desk. Gomez returned the handshake with a nod and said “Yes, of course Mr. Escobar” as he sat across from Escobar. “Straight to business, what is the update?” asked Escobar. Even though Spanish was the national language, English was just as important. Since Escobar had spend almost half his life across the border in the United States, he was well versed in American culture, and as such he preferred English over Spanish, unless it was for a specific occasion. A thick layer of sweat had formed on Raoul's forehead as the man never really knew what to expect in such meetings, especially when the news Raoul had to deliver wasn't exactly good. Raoul wiped the sweat from his forehead and cleared his throat. “Yes.. Yes, of course Mr. Escobar. The operation is very very good. We've had no trouble getting the product across the border. Th.. There was a bit of a snag with Santiago's operation..” Before Raoul could continue Escobar cut him off, the mere mention of his rival's name caused Escobar to repeat Santiago's name after which he used Spanish to properly describe just how he felt about the man. Escobar quickly regained his composure as he said calmly “Yes.. I saw the paper.. This.. Mayor made the headline when Santiago's shipment was seized.. Which is fine.. I don't mind.. But whenever any of this.. Goes public, it puts MY operation in danger.”

There was an awkward moment of silence as if Gomez wasn't sure how to continue. “Yes.. Well.. The Mayor doesn't have the same deal with Santiago that he does with you. So he used the seizure to win some political points.. Politics Mr. Escobar, you know the game...” Said the police chief. “Yes... Yes.. I know it but this Mayor knows better than to do something like this without my say so. Everything... EVERYTHING that involves the drug trade goes through me. I don't care if Santiago is my rival.. But.. This... Isn't your fault Raoul. This.. Is my fault.. It has been far too long since I have had a face to face with the Mayor... A problem intend to fix.. Very... Very soon.” Said Escobar as he pulled a cigar out of the cigar box on his desk and toyed with it between his fingers. “You're excused.. Unless there's something else? You can pick up your payment from Tony on the way out” Escobar said flatly. “Yes, that is all. Thank you Mr. Escobar.” Said Gomez as he shook Escobar's hand and retreated from the office. All things considered the meeting wasn't a bad one, and for someone like Gomez any meeting that he walked away from was a good one.

Escobar had just cut the tip off his cigar when there was a knock at the door. His right hand Tony peeked in and informed him that his daughter Angela would be arriving shortly. With everything that had been going on Escobar had almost completely forgotten that it was the day his daughter was scheduled to return. Family.. It was the one thing that set Escobar apart from his other gangster counterparts. While a family was important in a lot of ways, in Escobar's line of business a Family meant nothing but weakness. He had gone his entire life without publicly showing off so much as a girlfriend. That wasn't to say that Escobar didn't have women, he just knew too much about his world to put his ladies in danger. About ten years ago Escobar had kidnapped Santiago's wife. The woman was in her late 20s at that stage. His men had kidnapped her because of the war between the two of them. Initially Escobar simply wanted to exchange her for money, however given the beauty of the woman Escobar couldn't help himself but indulge his sexual perversions with her during the two weeks that she was his prisoner. Escobar was almost sad to see her go when Santiago had finally worked out her release. The war between the two had gotten worse after that incident, as saying Santiago was upset about what had been done to his wife would have been an understatement.

While Escobar had been careful with all the women he had been with, making sure there were no heirs out there, there was one particular woman that had disappeared some years ago. It wasn't until a lot later that he found out the reason behind her departure being that she was pregnant. She felt it wasn't right to raise a child in the environment that Escobar was involved in. When he finally tracked her down Escobar feigned forgiveness just to get a look at the child. Angela was very young at that stage, and even though there was a lot of animosity between him and Angela's mother, there was something about Angela.. From that point on Escobar made sure that Angela had everything she needed in life.. His little 'Aggie'. Angela's mother had also moved on and was with another man at that stage, and even though Escobar was taking care of Angela's needs, she had never actually met him. Angela's mother would send Escobar regular updates, and it wasn't until Angela was 14 that her mother had sent a photo. Having seen the latest photo Escobar could see that Angela would bee a beautiful young woman in a few short years.. Angela's mother was a gorgeous woman, however it was easy for anyone to see that Angela would grow up to surpass her mother in looks.

The most troubling aspect of what Escobar felt was that his... Love.. For his daughter transcended that of a normal father. Not only did Escobar want his daughter all to himself, but he wanted her as a lover, as a toy, a beautiful play thing that he MIGHT one day craft into an heir. Once his mind was made up it didn't take long for him to see to it that Angela's mother and her lover were taken out of the equation. Being the only blood relative that Angela had left Escobar finally introduced himself to her, though the reunion was short lived as Escobar shipped Angela to europe. His drug money would pay for the some of the world's top education, and after she graduated at the age of 18 she'd return to him, after which he would start grooming her into the woman he wanted her to be!

Finally when Angela's motorcade arrived Escobar left his office and made his way into the foyer where he would greet his daughter.

As her eyes adjusted to the light change, she saw her father in the giant walkway of the mansion. He was smiling brightly and held his arms open, "My Aggie!" He walked forward and embraced his daughter in public for the first time in her 18 years.

"Papa," she said, returning his smile and hugging him also. Although she had no idea what her father did, Aggie was grateful to have some sort of family around for her. She wasn't going to be one who whined about it.

"It is good to see my Aggie!!” Said Escobar as he held her in his arms. His daughter was small in frame, and slender to boot. Her body felt like heaven around his arms, and even as he held her he could imagine what her bare body would feel like against his. Her eyes, her smile, even her scent was intoxicating to Escobar in a way that was far from inappropriate for a father, and yet Escobar had no intention of lying to himself. Though for the time being he would have to keep his desires hidden from Angela herself.

"Papa, please," Aggie said as she blushed. She was wearing a very modest summer dress and her hair was worn loosely down her shoulders. She looked away, noticing that most of the staff had avoided them, leaving them alone to talk-all but one. A man standing off from her father. She looked at him before turning back to her father, "I would like to get unpacked Papa, at least rest a bit before we talk more?"

"Of course," he hugged her again and that's when he noticed her arm, a small bruise already starting to show, "What happened here?"

Aggie looked at her arm and gave her father a nervous laugh, "Oh, that, one of the guards tried to stop me from just throwing the door open when we got here. Its OK really, he panicked I guess."

What Aggie didn't know was that, in his mind, her father was already exacting out revenge for someone daring to hurt his daughter, even if he was merely an accident, the guard should've known better. With a forced smile, Alejandro nodded, "Of course, you go upstairs my love, Maria will show you to your room. Come down as soon as you are ready and we will have dinner..that and there is someone I will need you to meet."

"Yes Papa, I'll be down later," she said and 'Maria' walked ahead of Aggie, expecting her to follow her. As she did, Aggie had no choice but to pass the man who was standing nearby. She looked at him briefly before heading upstairs.

Given the fact that Angela had been escorted to the mansion in a motorcade that was heavily armed, Escobar wasn't exactly hiding his true nature from Angela, of course he hadn't outright told her what he did for a living... That would all be revealed over time. The full course meal was almost done being prepared, and the large dining hall that could seat over forty guests would be the setting for Escbar's first dinner with his daughter. He expected her to wear something gorgeous for the occasion, and if her attire wasn't appropriate then surely Maria would instruct Angela on what Escboar wanted her to wear, after all that was one of Maria's duties.

As Angela disappeared up the stairs Escobar motioned for Tony to approach him. Tony nodded as he walked over. “The man who hurt my daughter.... Bring him to the dining hall once I'm in company of my daughter” Escobar said flatly. While it was true that Escobar had very sinister plans for his own daughter.. He would do things to her that would make her cry, scream, and beg for him to stop, however in Escobar's mind that was his right as Angela was his. What he wouldn't tolerate was anyone else laying a hand on her!