My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 7 : How do you plan to pay for it? Isn't it better if you marry me?

Carlos, who had opened the door from the other side of the car, overheard the words and was slightly startled.

-Don't make me laugh, if you have such a rich husband, how can you be here in the rain in the middle of the night?

Micaela was speechless for a moment....

-My wife has this hobby, do you have a problem?

A cold voice rang out.

A tall, elongated figure, carrying a large black umbrella, slowly approached.

In the rainy night, and with the umbrella covering his face, it was impossible to see, but the powerful aura emanating from him still made the two hooligans step back in fear.

Micaela looked up in disbelief and Carlos had approached her.

The umbrella covered the sky above her head and no rain was hitting her face directly, allowing her to see the perfect profile of the man in front of her, with his high nose, firm chin and sharp, focused eyes looking straight ahead.

-No, I have no problem.....

The two hooligans suddenly flinched, the man's eyes, majestic and domineering, penetrated with coldness, as if a single glance could crush them....

The rain continued, and the two hooligans saw that the situation was not in their favor and wanted to leave, but considered that the woman must be lying, so they stayed a little more to the side, watching, but without leaving.

Carlos' mouth curved into a slight smile and he turned to open the car door.

-Honey, get in!

Micaela blushed with embarrassment at his endearment, he had said it so matter-of-factly!

Looking at him, he had an umbrella in one hand, and with the other resting on the car door, his deep-set eyes looking at her and a slight smile at the corner of his lips.

Micaela looked away, feeling as if her heart was beating faster.

Seeing that the shaven man and his friend were still standing on the side of the street, Micaela gritted her teeth and climbed into her car.

Carlos's smile intensified as he closed the door and climbed up the other side, picked up the umbrella and closed the door in one fluid motion.

Micaela had been surprised as soon as she got into the car.

The interior was also very luxurious.

Spacious enough to have a small fridge, a table and a laptop.

even the carpet underfoot looked

wet, water immediately puddled under her feet, Micaela was getting more and

car to

I'm sorry I got your

her

hit her body and a warmth flooded

her eyes on a black blazer covering her, leaving the man

need, I'll get

-Put it on.

could not

her lip and

-Thank you...

front of him and fixed

bath towels in the

your jacket is

he wanted to

still going to the Estencell

in a

recognize him

the back shelf, then sat down next to

that he looked straight ahead and stopped looking in the rearview mirror, thinking to himself, "What's wrong with Mr. Aguayo today, he's been doing weird

had a more masculine

on my own, thank

grab the towel

Carlos stepped back.

had not anticipated his own actions, as if he had done it unconsciously because she

magic

met her last night, he had been disoriented, with the figure of this woman appearing in his mind from time to time, and the faint scent of her body, which seemed to linger around him all the

not escape the party tonight, otherwise he would have gone to the Estencell

called in to examine her and said she would

didn't expect her to get

staining your

filled the car, Micaela felt a shiver and a warmth in her body, and

-Is that all?

at her, why was

-Huh?

was a little puzzled and vaguely observed how he seemed to look at the window pane, Micaela realized and looked at the window again

web sized crack

assured him, but she could guess the expensive value of the car, besides, with the feel of the clothes, she could be