Chapter 5. No Regrets

Angelina

“Dios Mio! What happened, Angelina?” Tia’s frantic voice made her feel guilty.

But only a little bit. It was 2 a.m., and she had to disturb their sleep. That was her only regret.

The man sprawled on the kitchen floor was unconscious. Her doing. And she was glad. He deserved it.

“His fault, Tia. He attacked me and threatened to lock me in a cell. I mean, I already told him you will speak to El Patrón about me in the morning, but he wouldn’t listen. And I did what I had to do…” Angelina stopped. Everyone was looking at her in shock. Another lady, a carbon copy of Tia Juanita was smiling from ear to ear. Tio Ramon was struggling not to laugh. “What?”

Tia clucked her tongue. “As if she needs more encouragement, hermana. Ramon, get some of our men so we can transfer Rafael to his quarters. And prepare a bath. He stinks of tequila.” Her nose wrinkled.

At times like this, Angelina had to repeat Tia’s words in her head to interpret them in Englis