Sexo ... — Putalocura - Claudia Garcia - Un Trio Con

Claudia stared at Mateo. He smiled, and something in her chest cracked like thin ice.

“Probably,” he said, not looking at her. “But at least we’d die doing something real.” PutaLocura - Claudia Garcia - UN TRiO CON SEXO ...

He was younger, maybe thirty-eight, with dark, laughing eyes that had seen too much. His suit was expensive but rumpled, his tie loosened as if he’d just stepped off a cargo plane from Bogotá. He didn’t introduce himself. He just slid a tablet across the polished mahogany table. Claudia stared at Mateo

That was when she kissed him.

“You know,” Mateo said, stirring his espresso, “the High Commissioner asked me today if our relationship was a conflict of interest.” Claudia stared at Mateo. He smiled

Claudia’s pen stopped mid-note. “Excuse me?”

PutaLocura: Love Among the Resolutions