He's a legend.....
Some know him as "La Dona".... Others as the boy that devours his men.
Everyone admires him for his beauty and his roughness.
Vanalas presents, "Miguel Powers," in a story unlike before.
The story of a myth, a man who has it all but in the end will have to choose between love and power.
Beauty is his weapon.... Power is his revenge. Can love manage to keep the "Iron Rose" from his destructive revenge?? Or has his heart frozen within him? Find out as your favorite series returns to you...
Iron Rose, feel the passion...
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"Welcome to our home, Miguel...." Jack opened his arms wider, giving Miguel the biggest smile he'd ever give anyone. "I really hope you like it."
"Like it." Miguel sighed, looking all around. "Are you kidding me? I loved this place the very day I came here."
After all, it was his precious house and he still loved it though there were still a lot of memories that haunted him even when he stood there. There were flashbacks going through him.... all the lies, the kisses, the lovemaking which he found irritating and the pain that he'd gone through before finally killing him.
"Wow!" Jack sighed, covering his mouth. "I never knew that the great La don would love my house like that." He looked at his husband and smiled. "I am really honored."
"Just one thing though...." Miguel chuckled as he raised his finger. "I don't want you to call me that. Friends call me Miguel and that's what you are Jack."
Jack looked at his husband and both smiled. "Really? You consider me to be that kind of friend? You barely know me."
"I know you more than you think, Jack." Miguel thought, a grin appearing on his cute face. "But you don't know that and I'll make you pay for everything."
"And yet you invited me here." Miguel raised his eyebrow. "That makes us friends and I hope that very soon, we'll become best friends."
"I hope so." Jack literally jumped. "I mean who wouldn't want you as their best friend? Anyway," He moved closer to him, resting his hand on his shoulder. Miguel felt some waves move through his entire body, making him feel a bit irritated. "I just wanna welcome you once again. And I want to tell you that anytime you come here, my office or any of our companies, you can have anything you want...." He extended his hand, smiling brighter than ever. "...for free."
Hearing what Jack had just said, Miguel just chuckled like it was nothing. "Are you sure?" He asked in a serious tone, literally warning him. "You might regret it."
Jack burst into laughter, shaking his head. "Not sure, I know what you mean but I won't regret it. We're great friends now and I promise you'll have the best time here.'
"Thanks." Miguel smiled, shaking Jack's hand. "I am sure I will."
They all laughed and hugged tightly.
"Alright, I know you are really tired after this journey." Jack shrieked, pulling away from the hug. "Why don't you come with me so that I can show you your room where you'll freshen up?'
Miguel simply nodded. "Why not?" He shrugged.
"Alright...."
The three men went to the elevator where they continued talking. While in the elevator, something strange started happening to Gabriel who simply became awfully quiet, staring at Miguel like he wanted to eat him.
The way he smiled, the color of his eyes, his body shape and his hair, they all reminded him of Angelo. Even the way he talked sounded like Angelo. Shit! Why was he thinking about Miguel that day, he thought as he tried to shake things off his mind but they wouldn't go?
"No!" He thought as he tried hard to take Angelo off his mind. "This isn't right. First it's the dreams and now, now I have started thinking about him? Why am I suddenly thinking about him when I thought I didn't even love him? I have to stop this."
The elevator opened and they all came out and headed to the room which was supposed to be Miguel's. As soon as they opened, they entered and Miguel noticed the wonderful decorations that were inside that room. There was a beautiful queen sized bed on the far right, beautiful art on the walls and flowers decorated all over the room. It was simply beautiful.
But there was something about that room that made Miguel's heart to melt and make him hurt. He could remember himself and Gabriel cuddling, kissing and making love in that room. "I love you."
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to take control of himself. Those had been the most painful words ever uttered to him by Gabriel to date. He couldn't believe he had allowed himself to experience such pain in his life. Now his anger was rising and he knew he had to control himself.
"Hey," He felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked past his shoulder and saw Jack smiling at him. "I hope you like it. I made the room look like this myself so...."
"No, don't worry." Miguel gave a fake smile. "I love everything about it. You didn't have to go out of your way for me though. I would have been fine without all....." He moved his finger around. "....this. But thanks."
"You're welcome. And I made your room close to ours so that I came here anytime and you can come if you want to talk to me."
"What?" Miguel gasped, chuckling softly. "Why did you do that?"
"Why?" Gabriel asked, raising his eyebrow. "Is there anything wrong?"
"What do you mean by that? You guys are married and you need your privacy." He teased, folding his arms on his chest. "I being close to your room might...."
"You don't have to worry about that." Jack assured. "Of course, we need privacy but you're not invading our privacy. We just wanted you close to us so that we won't be far from each other. Gabriel and I talked about this."
Miguel smiled and raised his hands as if he was surrendering. "Alright. I was just saying."
"It's fine." Jack nodded. "Anyway, we are gonna leave you so that you can freshen up. When you're done, come downstairs so that we can have our dinner."
"Alright."
Jack and Gabriel smiled and then left arm in arm.
The moment they left, Miguel felt really sick. He sat on the bed, gripping his hair harder. He had a really sharp pain in his heart that made him hurt so badly. After all these years, he thought he was gonna be strong to face his ex and his ex-friend but he wasn't. The wound was slowly opening and it was bleeding again.