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I bite into a roasted leg of bull as I survey the vibrant scene. Tall white tents, decorated with the distinctive flags of Spain, had been erected in the acres surrounding my backyard.

Sheets of confetti and balloons were scattered across the garden room floor. Another barrel of wine and fermented beer were rolled down the dewy grass. Cuisines from every region past Navarro and Lisbòn had been prepared for the joyous occasion.

I couldn't help but notice Josephina in the distance, glaring at me with her tempting brown eyes. She knew every woman was eyeing my toned physique, each fervently praying to be the lucky girl I would choose to pleasure tonight. I knew the ceasefire of our toxic relationship had not settled well with her but I couldn't hide my joy and flashed a handsome smile her way but my lighthearted act had done nothing more than to anger her restless demons so I turn my back to ignore her icy stare.

I knew I needed to find another girl to fill Josephina's empty slot but all of the faces in this crowd bored me. One perky brunette appeared in my view, reaching across my arm for a pastry, obviously tempting me with her lust.

"You'll do" I whisper into her ear and sent a messenger to escort her to my room.

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"Cheers to Esteban La Renta! Famous bullfighter of Espana: El Jefe!"

"Cheers" the party of 100 yell.

I smile and wave my palms for them to stop."Thank you all for joining me in celebration, but I do it all for him." I point to the sky and kiss my hands to my lips, "and I would be nothing without my devoted amigos! Together we are Los Ninos." I smile. Julio and Jàmes hug me affectionately as we recognize our brotherly bond.

We each take a swig of my wine in celebration. I bid them farewell and retreat to my bedroom for my night of bliss.

"And where are you off too el Jefe?"Raul pulls me into his form.

"I have a busty brunette naked in my bed? Where do you think my friend?" I shrug.

"Not yet! I planned a surprise for you!"

"You know I hate your surprises." I sigh, annoyed with the interruption.

"Just give this one a chance! I am positive you'll like it" he winks and pushes me to sit in a chair facing the dance floor.

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"And now!!! In honor of your 392nd victory. The dance of the bull!!!!!!" Raul announces to the masses.

A mariachi band of seven line up from behind the curtain and begin their ballad.

"Amor Amor Amor🎶
This song's for El Jefe: The Matador🎶"

The lights dim and 6 girls skip out to the dance floor in black and yellow dresses with frills of soft silk and ivory detailing their backs. I watched indifferently, not caring for their choreographed routine.

The mariachi band continues to play and sing their ballad in my honor. The percussions blow their horns rhythmically while a drummer violently taps his bongos in the background.
I knew he was building suspense of what was soon too come.

"El Jefe? 🎶
The invincible!
He has killed over 400!
Nothing can stop him!
No beast! No child!
Nothi—-" the music abruptly stops and all the lights focus onto the red curtain in the back. A single leg slides out to the center of the cloth accompanied by the drunken cheers of men.

My interest is peaked as I lean upright in my chair. A slender arm waves seductively as it trails along the length of the curtain. The men are now on their feet, whistling their praise, impatiently waiting to see her face.

Finally, after minutes of temptation, the curtain snaps open and a beautiful woman poses in the center.

(just a visual 🙄 I couldn't find a black flamenco dancer 😭 so use your imagination)

My mouth curls into a mischievous smile as I observe the sight. She appeared in the room with the fiery coals billowing around her skirt. All eyes were glued onto her beauty and charm. Deep umber skin never looked so beautiful on a woman. With black hair of curls and her head held high, she waltzed onto the floor with an effortless saunter. The clicking of her heels added rhythm to the boisterous bongos that tapped onward without pause.

Her eyes scanned the room with determination in search of someone and when her eyes met mine, she smirked and playfully lifted up her skirt.

"El toro!
El toro!" the band continues to sing as she spins and claps her hands. I am certainly mesmerized by her presence as she dances across the floor. I knew her from earlier, moments before the parade, when I made my intentions known.

I continue to watch her curiously as she taunts me; I am almost to the edge of my seat.

The dancer takes the red rose from her hair, most likely the one I had gifted her, and tosses it into my lap. She curls her tongue and clicks it before she steps out of view, behind the sheer curtains.

"Will El Jefe still act as the famed matador?
Or spare his foe?
He has never walked away from a fight!
But this beast is not like the others!🎶"

Her hips move rhythmically as her chest rolls with form; her body spoke and told the story of her upcoming fate.

She kicked over to my seat and ran her hands across my head, seductively rolling her torso across my lap.

She was the not the dancer of the night, but the bull I had fought incarnate; her spirit, taunting me to attack. She certainly had the legs of a dancer but the heart of a temptress.

I was El Jefe the matador!

Expert bullfighter! Trained to taunt and kill...but here she was, unraveling my peace...taunting my spirits as I contemplated my decision.

She sepearates from me to resume the dance but I grab her waistline, refusing to let her go.
The crowd cheers at my defiance as I make her straddle my lap. Hungrily I observe her soft features; her lips looked as tasty as before; her eyebrows shaped and filled with expertise.

She lifts an eyebrow at my boldness but her friends pull her back into the center of the stage and circle around her.

"El Jefé kill her!
It's the dance of the bull!🎶" the band instructs me. A curly blonde pulls my wrist and places a spear into my palm, coaxing me to commit the act. I stare down at the señorita as she lays defenseless on the floor. She backs away in fear, as I saunter near her.

"Kill the bull Esteban!"
"Kill it El Jefe!!!" the band coaxes me along with the encouragement of the crowds.

Her eyes linger on my sword as she waits for my next move. A tempting smile is painted upon her lips as she nods her head softly. "Do it... Jefe" she taunts.

I curse her beauty for clouding my judgement and ignore her command as I loosen my grip on the sword.

How dare she tempt me like this?
I was supposed to kill the beast, but why wouldn't my hands allow me to sin?

The dancers push me out the way, impatient with my hesitancy and surround her. One woman, dresses in bullfighter uniform holds her spear high and danced around her defenseless body. I stand to the side, desperate to intervene, but before I could protest she kill her.

"Noooo!!!!!" I yell. The music stops and I am only met by the stares of the crowd. They all laugh at my protest, thinking I was joking around.

Clarity fills my mind as I realize what I had just witnessed was only a fictional dance.

Raul booms with laughter as he leads me back to my seat. The lady in red lays lifeless on the ground, defeated by fate, as the audiences cheer. The dancers carry her away and finally, the last curtain closes.

Immediately I stand to trail after her but Raul interrupts my quest.

"You really got into the dance el Jefe?" he taunts me, "so how was it? Did you like the surprise?" he boasts, my twinkling eyes were an obvious answer to his query.

"It was certainly better than your others" I rub my chin pridefully, thinking of the things I would do to the señorita in my bed tonight, "Who was that woman?" I ask ignoring his question.

"Who?"

"You know who amigo!" I ask urgently, "the lady in red! she's getting away"

"Oh... I never learned her name. I just told Roberto to hire some nearby dancers. Well, she's gone now."

I snap for a servant and pull him to my level "find that lady in red no matter what. And send her to my bed." I grab another cup of wine and continue to converse with the people.

"Come on Esteban. I think you've celebrated enough. Off to bed now. We got training in the morning"

"Raul! I just killed 6 beasts? Even the Lord rested on the seventh day" I joke.

"You are the best Esteban but the best does not get the chance to  rest... only until they die" he scolds me.

"Okay okay...Fine..." I growl and make my way to the quieter quarters of my estate to "rest"

A/N:

Wow... How embarrassing.
Esteban just outed himself... you think he got feels yet?

Sorry the flow of the flow of this chapter was weird. Thank you silent/vocal readers for your continued support! I know I am not the best writer but it touches my heart that I still have readers who still show love and support chapter after chapter!

Anywhoo
Y'all think these two men are cute? Or nah?

1)

2)

You maybe asking, uncouthwriter? Why?

My answer:
no reason 👀👀