The Mistress
Rodriguez could recognize that voice anywhere, it was one of those high pitched voices that were the most annoying and could only belong to a select few people. And this one belonged to Stella. He had met Stella at an event he’d had to attend in France to help close a business with another group. She was a model, a pretty bratty young model.
She had a face many would kill for but it was also paired with an attitude that could kill many. She irritated him from the very first few words that she’d uttered to him, but somehow she had been like a boomerang throughout the trip. Always finding her way to him, she seemed to be in every corner that he looked and after some time she just grew on him.
She was undoubtedly very beautiful, so after a while of her always ‘accidentally run
