Opposites

I'm in the gym. After hours of intense exercise, I head to my car. I go home for a good bath before going to see Nora. I come to this room every day, just to get in shape. It was out of the question for me to take a shower in this room so I went home for that.

For some time, I have been a great loner. No friends, no wife. The only person in my life is Nora, my niece. She is the sunshine of my life. We used to live together, but since she started college three years ago, she's preferred to live alone. Although it bothered me at first, I found I had the ability to do some things I wouldn't dare with Nora around. Trivial things like sending women home, picking them up and changing them as I see fit.

As I prepare to get into the car, a hand on my shoulder makes my head spin. I face a beautiful young blonde woman. Quite tall and shapely like a real model. She gives me a smile which I return. I had noticed her gaze earlier and I would have been surprised if she hadn't followed me.

To be honest, I'm a pretty handsome man and I'm aware of it. I am one meter ninety for one hundred kilos, quarantine with a very particular bodybuilding. All those years in the military and in the gym have sculpted me into a dream body.

Woman: Do you mind if I come with you to the shower?

That's how I liked them. Beautiful and direct. I like women who don't beat the bush who know what they want.

- Well go up my beautiful. I just needed someone to soap my back.

It is like this almost every day. Whether in a night club, a bar or at the gym, I meet people who do not displease me. I take them all home for one night, just one and that's it. Life as a couple is exhausting and I don't have the strength. Nora takes my full attention.

I bring this beautiful blonde back to my apartment. As soon as I close the door she jumps around my neck. I take her off the floor to bring her to the couch. When our kiss is more exciting, my phone vibrates. I didn't want to pick it up, but I know what that would entail and trust me, an angry Nora isn't a pretty sight.

-Hello

Nora: I hope you haven't forgotten that we had an appointment in twenty minutes for my birthday.

- No, my princess. I will be there on time.

Nora: Don't make me wait too long Uncle Mike.

- Bye my beautiful.

No sooner has the phone hung up than my beauty throws herself on me. I didn't have time to play gentleman with her. My princess was waiting for me and I shouldn't keep her waiting. So I dragged him into the bathroom to kill two birds with one stone.

Ah Nora, my beautiful Nora. Fifteen years ago, his father Mark Donovan, who was my best friend and also a teammate, died during a mission. The mission was to surprise and capture Anton Kovalski in his biggest base. Everyone suspected this man of being the head of the largest trafficking organization in the country, but no one has ever had proof of this to this day. Mark was an infiltrator, he pretended to be a trafficker of souls and diamonds to be able to approach Kovalski and gather information necessary for his indictment. If Mark had carried out his mission as a soldier, he had failed in his mission as a father. He was going through a divorce when he was killed by the grenade held by Anton's friend and henchman Paco. The reason for the divorce? He had fallen in love with the agent Nicole Griffin, the one who played the role of his whore in front of Kovalski. Although she had surprised them several times in their intimate moments, Maria, his wife, had never complained about it. She was still struggling to ensure that their family life never took a hit, but he had grown tired of his wife and filed for divorce.

That day, Mark had told Nicole about his divorce. He had told her that after the mission, he was going to officially ask for her hand, but she had replied that she did not like him, because for her, it was only a game. confessed to having even slept with Kovalski. It was this frustration and anger that made Mark not follow the plan set out by the Grand Chief. He wanted to finish with this man, but he didn't expect Paco to get in his way. To save his friend, this idiot preferred to explode with some of our men. When calm had returned, Kovalski was already far away. No proof of his guilt had been preserved.

I knew this man and I knew that one day he would try to come after me and Mark's family because we were leading this intervention. Mark and I were leading the charge. He had not been captured that day, but he had lost his notoriety in the industry. Its business having taken a hit, several other organizations took the opportunity to settle in its territory. To avoid hurting them, I asked Maria to change Nora's name. I wanted her to give him her maiden name, but she refused and begged me to give her mine. That's why instead of Nora Donovan, her name is Nora McAllister.

Maria had refused to give her daughter her maiden name because she was the daughter of Manuel Cabral, one of Colombia's biggest drug traffickers. She had met Mark while we were on a mission in her country. Their relationship escalated very quickly. When her family learned that she and Mark had such a relationship, her father tried in every way to stop them. His attempts being in vain, he used force to bring his daughter to her senses. Unable to take it any longer, Maria ran away from this country and followed Mark here. They got married and Nora came a few months later. There, in Colombia, Maria was considered a traitor and was rejected by her family. She didn't want her family to know about Nora, she was afraid of what he could do to her.

A few months after Mark's death, Maria's health deteriorated. It was learned much too late that she was suffering from cancer of the cervix. Maria always knew it, but she kept it to herself. She died three years after Mark and since then Nora and I have been inseparable. I left the army to devote myself entirely to it. By the way my name is Mike McAllister.