Long chapter ALERT!! 🍿🍿
Sorry.. I gave up editing cause I was tired...I'll edit it later for spelling!

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"VIVVVVVAAA ESPANA!!" the crowds cheered as the night continued on. Each of the three amigos smiled and waved to their adoring fans. My heart races as Esteban saw me in the booth and waved.

I smile and sent back a small wave. He looked so handsome in his matador suit. The crystal beads of his sequined jacket shined elegantly through the stadium light. He smiled and nodded his head to each person in the crowd, making them feel at ease.

"Now each matador will participate in thé act of affection! It is a tradition held before each match. This ceremony is rumored to bring good charm and spirit." The announcer exclaimed.

Each man walked to their respective woman or sibling and passed them their item. Esteban turned to the stands, playing on the hype of the crowd.

"Esteban!! Meeee!! pick meeee!!!" a thirsty girl behind me screamed.

"No! Me ! Me!!!" another woman yelled. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I heard their desperate cries. He winked and continued to tease each girl.

"Those girls make a fool of themselves every single match. Esteban NEVER picks a girl for the act of affection" Hector bragged as he snacked on some hot corn.

After a few more minutes, he turned to me and walked halfway up the stairs. His soft hazel eyes were glued onto mine and he pointed to me.

"WHOOO!" the crowds cheered, excited at the turn of events.

"It looks like Esteban is actually going to participate in the act of affection!! A first for the playboy matador. But who is the lucky lady?" the announcer yelled.

My cheeks flushed red as all eyes landed onto me. "Esteban no" I mouthed. I wasn't ready for the world to know that I was the one who caught el jefe's eye...
I blushed wondering why he would single me out against the crowd. We weren't supposed to be vocal about our actions.

"I want you séniorita" he announced, smiling handsomely. I tried to push Mariela to take my place but she refused. "No Anais! You!" she pushed me off. I looked at him as he waited in the aisles.

"I don't have anything?" I mouth to him. He tosses his black hat so I could catch it. The crowd cheered for me as I held it up, encouraging me to return an item.

Hector laughed and stared at me as I stood rigid in my spot."You have to throw something back senorita" he grinned.

"I don't have anything!" I blurted. The crowd coaxes me on, yelling at me to throw something.

"Anais! throw something back! He is waiting" Mariela smiled excitedly.

But... I had nothing to throw?

"Andale senorita!!!" an old man snapped impatiently, he was eager to see the show. I quickly pulled off my heel and tiptoed to throw it at Esteban.

"NO! NO!" the crowds booed. Esteban chuckled and smiled at me, telling me to listen to the crowds.

"Hector what do I do? Why don't they want me to throw my heel?" I cried.

"Give him something more personal senorita" he clapped. I look at him and turn red. What could he possibly want??

He looked at my short dress, probably imaging our heat from the other day. I knew it was turning him on. He pretended to tap his wrist impatiently as I stared at the crowds. I smirked softly and pulled off my white mantilla, holding it up to the cheers of the people.

"Close your eyes Hector" I frowned, looking down at where he sat.

"Why?" he huffed. Mariela hit him and covered his eyes. She knew what needed to be done.

Sneakily, I bent beneath the wall and seductively slid my black lace panties down to my ankles. I wrap it around the length of my mantilla and walked down the steps.

"Whooooi! Yasss!" the people clapped excitedly. He crossed his arms over his chest and raised them up and down, coaxing the crowd to continue their praise. He was desperate to see me up close and climbed over the ropes dividing the crowd from the arena.

I bent down through the railing and place it into his palm.

"Thank you stranger" he grinned. I signal him to open it more. He sneakily obliges and blushed as he sees the lace.

His green eyes sparked with intrigue as he smiled like a little schoolboy and tucked it into his pocket.

The warmth of his soft hand caressed my skin. He pulled my chin so I could kiss him but I stopped him just before the cameras flashed to take our picture.

"No... win first then you get a kiss" I whispered and stood to leave. Esteban quickly threw the mantilla into the sitting area and focused on the bull he would soon conquer. The crowd cheered as he went to the center to start his fight.

I climbed back to his booth and smile to every female cursing me under their breaths. I didn't care! Esteban was mine now and the whole world knew it.

"Oh Anais! I never thought you had it in you!" Mariela gushed as she saw my vulgar nature. I blushed as I noticed el Presidente staring at me from his booth; he had seen everything I had done but I quickly looked away.

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The fight rages on.

I was getting cold as the night continued. My damp fists clung to the delicate silk of my dressing gown...I could not sit here calmly and watch him play with his fate.

Each man had done nothing more than antogiznie the bulls. Hector's big mouth proved useful, narrating each part of the fight. Each man weaved and moved skillfully, like an intricate dance of love.

The black bull reved up for the final blow but Esteban avoids another peircing. After one last hit,it  fell to the ground, fatiqued from its fight.

"Finally" I sighed and stretched to leave.

"Not yet Anais. They have one more thing to do" Hector bragged.

The first amigo stabbed through the skin of the helpless bull. "What are they doing?" I leaned foward in my seat.

"Only one side can walk out the arena with life. They must kill the beast" he smirked.

"Aolay olay okay okay" the crowd cheered and sang, eager for the slaying. Hetor and Mariela jumped and smiled as the second bull was pierced.

"Now Esteban must ask for the presidente's permission to behead the bull and cut of its tail. If the fight has pleased the president, he will allow it."

My eyes shifted over to where the preseident sat. A part of me prayed that he would say no. To my dismay, he nodded his head and raised his palm so they could continue.

Esteban took the sharp sword and stepped to the bull. I stand with tears in my eyes. I didn't know this is what bullfighting entailed?

How dare they?

I turned my eyes away as Esteban pierced into the bull's heart. His hands were red and bloody from the gore.

He went around the backside and sliced off its tail, holding it up to the sky.

The crowds cheered hysterically as they approved of his victory.

"JEFE
JEFE
JEFE" the crowd cheers his name.

My feet couldn't carry me fast enough as I escaped from the scene, slowly refusing to see the end of the fight.

"Anais! where are you going?" Mariela chases after me as she saw me leaving the booth.

I couldn't even answer her as my feet carried me to the exit.

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"Anais! Anais!" Hector called after me.

"I want to go home!" I groaned with wet tears steaming down my face. Hector looked at Mariela as they both stared at me with confusion.

"Anais? Are you crying because of a dead bull?" Hector scoffed, laughing hysterically, "OUCH!" Mariela hit his shoulder and hugged me from the side.

"How could he stand there and kill that bull! I didn't know he would behead it or even kill it!" I exclaimed through tears, "he is not a matador he is a murder"

"Anais...it's just a sport. A funny game among 3 men. Don't make it bigger than it is" Mariela hugged me, trying to assure me.

Hector patted my back and hugged me from the side. "Esteban is many things, but a murder he is not" he sniled assuringly. "Come, let me take you to his locker room.He said he wanted to see you after the match."

I nodded and followed after him and Mariela as they whispered amongst themselves.

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Esteban entered into the dimly lit locker room and saw me leaning against his wall of posters. He is bloodied and sweaty from the fight.

"Mmm you are quite the talk of espana" he grinned and trapped me against the wall. He tried to embrace but I turned my head away with disgust.

"Come on mi amor. You said if I won, you owed me a kiss" he grinned, grabbing my chin with his bloody hands. He locked contact with my lips as his hands skillfully move to my bare flesh, turned on by my antics. "How dare you tease me like that? All night I couldn't stop thinking of your wet flush." His bloody fingers stained my dark skin but I pushed him off.

"How could you?" I whispered.

"Mi amour what is the matter?" he asked as he sees me crying.

"Esteban... you are a murderer" I whispered again.

"What!" he exclaimed. I pushed him away and bent to collect my bags.

"Anais! Wait" he tried to hold me but the more he touched me the more I flinched with disgust.

"Get away" I backed away, looking at his bloodied hands and face.

"I didn't think it would be so hard on you. Are you some activist for animals?" he looks down at me.

"No...but when I see an innoncent life of an animal I react! All you did was taunt and kill that majestic bull"

"That is the sport Anais?" he defended himself and snapped away from me, our moment was now ruined.

"You think it is a sport to kill an innocent beast?"

"Innocent? They are killed for fun!"

"It is not fun for them!" I protested.

"You want to be a torera but won't kill your prey?" he chuckled rudely, "You must be joking" he taunted.

"I will never kill my prey. That was never my intention"

"But That is the thrill of the sport! The blood and gore!" he smiled and held up his bloody hand to show me.

"I should have never come here." I muttered and moved to leave but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his arms.

"Those creatures are not beasts but you paint them out to be Esteban"

"Would you say the same for the one that killed my father?" he frowned as he inspected my face.

"Esteban...." but before I could explain, a swarm of reporters came and started to snap pictures of him and I. He places a soft kiss against my lips as the reporters swarmed around us.

"El Jefe who is the lucky girl?" one noisy man pried.

I am silent and turned my head away with shame.

"Just interview me. She is... a friend" he lied and let me retreat into the shadows.They focus on him and I fade into the crowd and run back to the arena to return home. I run into my room and shot to the bathroom painfully looking at my reflection.
Red blood stained my body from where Esteban touched me...

How could he kill so freely with no remorse?

I peeled off my clothes and plunged into the bath tub, scrubbing myself clean from his sins.

"Anais are you okay" my Abuela knocked on my bathroom door.

"Yes abuelita!" I yelled, trying to mask my shaky voice.

"The dulce tea is ready when you're finished with your bath"

"I am not hungry abuelita....I am just going to head off to bed"

"Okay...:Goodnight mi amor" she chimed.  I sighed with relief as I heard her footsteps fade into the distance.

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Author Note:
I was so annoyed with Anais. Like okay...Esteban kills bulls but it's his JOB and he's getting paid!!

But I had to create conflict! It's the method to madness (stories)

Y'all think Anais over reacted or Estaban is a low key psycho for killing bulls for fun.