The program interviewed the American delegate who was in charge of the stalker case from Ares. In the interview, he claimed that the search for the person responsible for the threats was a long cat and mouse hunt.
— We found that it was a woman who had already been reported by her ex-husband who sought protective measures. As soon as she knew that Ares had denounced her, the woman changed her hiding place from time to time. The best strategy we set up was to keep undercover police close to Ares when he had public appearances, as well as advise his agent to hire a security team for other occasions. Being protected, the threats stopped for a few months.
According to the investigation reports, Melony Ausbern, thirty years old, was seen in several Ares' fights. Security cameras show the woman holding a camera that, according to the investigation team, matches the angle in which the photos of threats were taken.
The reporter who presented the program continued the narration.
— According to the fighter's agent, Ares preferred to keep secret from the public the threats received, for fear that Melony Ausbern would become more violent and obsessive. The police operation was carried out in secrecy, and yet Melony managed to throw off the police with false identities before being caught by the police. Meanwhile, the rumors about Ares and his possible lover are no longer commented on by the media as the fighter won his fifth championship and donated his prize to charities, increasing the number of fans who admire him.
— But not everything was easy for Ares. In addition to dealing with an obsessed and violent fan, threats from renowned people to sponsor him also made life for Ares more difficult.
2007 - United States.
The five-star restaurant definitely lived up to its recognition. Ares looked around gazing at the fancy decoration that the place had. And as expected, he shrugged his shoulders making a slight grimace and feeling bothered to be there.
It did not suit him.
Ares did not like luxury, and it bothered him.
Still, the Mckenzie had scheduled to meet at that place.
After talking to the attendant, he was taken inside the restaurant where classical music played live with a pianist in the center of the restaurant. While following the attendant, the fighter stuck his hands in the pocket of his matte jeans trying not to attract too much attention, which was difficult.
Well, he was a handsome and young man, besides famous and "rich". Of course he would attract attention wherever he went. Ares never learned to deal with fame, but he knew how to hide from it when necessary. Unfortunately he could not wear the cap and hood as he always did, since it was a business meeting.
The table to which he was taken was in a more reserved space. There was an elegant and beautiful couple, with clothes of brands and exquisite beauty. The woman was beautiful and elegant, with her dark hair and light eyes, while the man had beautiful white locks on the sides and broad shoulders.
Ares felt humiliated in thirty different languages, after all he was in jeans and T-shirt, but still he kept the friendly smile.
— Well, if not our great fighter! — The man smiled extending his hand — I'm Pablo Mckenzie, and this is my wife Renata.
Ares shook hands with Pablo in greeting and smiled politely at Renata, copying the same greeting. And it was enough to hold her hand for him to feel a shiver in the spine.
Was she releasing omega pheromones into him?
— It's a pleasure to meet you.
— Sit down, we have a lot to talk about.
When the three sat down, the conversation began. The couple seemed interested in Ares' career, and asked questions about how he started to fight, what was his goal in the rings, career plan, retirement... They asked several questions of which Ares had already answered to various sponsors throughout these seventeen years of career.
It was normal they wanted to know what were the athlete's plans, after all their brands would be linked to Ares' image. And considering the rumors that gossip magazines created about him, the fear of having a bad business was even greater.
Thus, Ares responded willingly, without any problem.
The problem was another.
Renata Mckenzie was a beautiful and charming woman, that was undeniable. However, she was purposely using her pheromones on Ares, who became uncomfortable. For his luck he had taken an inhibitor before leaving, and also had prayed to the heavens that they would not meet with manipulative people... Well, there he was sharing a table with a couple who were strange.
It was clear that Renata Mckenzie was seducing Ares.
In front of her husband.
While they talked business.
— My wife can be responsible for the communication between you and the Mckenzie — Pablo said, lighting a cigarette and crossing his legs.
Renata, in turn, leaned on the table supporting her arms and pointing her breasts to Ares.
— It will be a great pleasure to work with you, Ares.
— I understand your proposal, but at the moment I do not intend to close deals for my struggles. As I said, I intend to retire this year and focus on improving the gym where I taught boxing a few years ago. I want to be an instructor again.
- But I hear you've been meeting with sponsors lately. There's no reason to meet them if your intention is to retire.
Pablo's tone of voice seemed slightly irritated, although he seemed relaxed. And just by those words Ares knew that the Mckenzie were eyeing him for a long time.
How would they know he was meeting with other sponsors?
The way the couple looked at him seemed to say that they were ready to deal with any lie Ares wanted to invent to reject them.
In the end, he preferred to be honest.
— I'm looking for sponsors for someone else, a kid who wants to debut in the rings.
— A boy?
— That's right. Two years ago he showed interest in fighting boxing, and I want to encourage this dream of his. Some brands are willing to close contract as soon as he finishes high school.
— Are you talking about that boy who came out on the cover of the magazine with you?
A shiver passed through the spine of Ares.
He stared at the couple with a slight surprise and then opened a nervous smile.
— Yes, he himself.
— You're giving too many privileges to a lover.
Clenching his fists, Ares was losing his warmth. Were they really saying that so blatantly? People used to be more careful in front of Ares, although he knew what they were talking behind his back. But that was ridiculous!
— He's not my lover.
— Did his mother sell him to get riches? — Pablo asked, blowing the smoke of the cigarette.
— What? You know what? — Ares looked around and laughed — We don't need to stretch out anymore. I appreciate the offer of sponsorship, but I really don't want to work with you.
— We can change your mind.
The look that Pablo cast at his wife should contain some different meaning, because she quickly embraced Ares' arm rubbing her breasts in it. However, Ares remained impassive.
It has happened several times of women using their charms to seduce him, some were daring to use their pheromones, but he never liked that kind of flirting. The only woman he loved was Arabella, and that would never change.
Why would he trade the love he felt for that woman?
Arabella was more composed and fun. She blushed when she was provoked and loved simple things. A woman whose naturalness was her greatest charm. Why would Ares trade it for ephemeral sex? For something physical that would last only one night and never turn into the most beautiful love?
None of this.
Ares hated it.
And the life of a famous was full of this game of charm.
That's why he kept his distance.
Moving the omega woman's arm away, Ares' light-brown eyes were incisive in his refusal.
— I'm sorry, but no. Have a good night.
— If you don't like it, we can help you find some younger girl — Renata smiled taking from the bag a photo of a girl who should be the same age as Nathaniel — See well, she's cute and for sure your first batch would be yours...
Angry, Ares hit hard on the table and stood up in a burst. He was furious and no longer hid the emotion.
— You've gone too far now. What the hell do you think I am? — When Pablo would answer, Ares interrupted him by raising his hand — I don't want an answer. Never show up in front of me again.
And without looking back, Ares left the restaurant.
His heart was so fast, his hands were warm. If he stayed at that table for one more minute, he would have turned the whole restaurant upside down.
How dare they offer a girl to sleep with him?
Did that make any sense?
When he returned to his home, a small old house, Ares was breathing deeply massaging his forehead.
— Dad?
The voice, now no longer childish, came from the kitchen. Ares went into the kitchen and found Nathaniel cleaning the stove. The boy wore an apron and rubber gloves to clean the stove in the middle of the night?
— What are you doing, champ? Shouldn't you be sleeping?
— Oh, there was a mouse walking in the kitchen. So I scared him off with a broom and decided to disinfect everything...
— A mouse? Again?
Nathaniel agreed, and the two began to talk about it. Ares realized that his son was more mature than he should be for his age, more responsible... Perhaps because they were always just them all the time, this has asked him for an early maturity. Although Ares always tried hard to make sure he enjoyed his childhood.
And the events with the newspapers also did not give them much scope to travel together so often. Despite that Ares managed to send Nathaniel to his mother's house twice a year.
— Nath... What do you think about being with your mother for a while?
— Now? I'm in school test week, dad.
— No, I mean... When the classes are over. Wouldn't you like to spend some time with your brother?
Nathaniel stopped cleaning the stove and looked at his father. The fighter knew at the time he was being evaluated, and he did just like Ares when he suspected that his son was lying. In the end, they were very similar... although Nathaniel was more handsome than he was when he was your age.
— Dad... Is something going on again?
— Why do you think that, champ?
— You always come up with this thing of sending me to my mother when things get hectic around here.
Hehe, he's been caught.
Ares hugged Nathaniel's shoulders and smiled lightly.
— I just want you to enjoy your vacation well. Your brother said he wanted to take you to a famous park there.
— He said, but... I don't need to go so soon — Nathaniel looked at the calendar glued on the fridge, full of notes on the sheets — Well, you should be free when I'm on vacation. Maybe we should all go together.
— Do you want me to go along?
Nathaniel smiled openly and messed with his father's reddish-brown hair.
— Hahaha, you also need to have fun before you get old.
Ares gave a laugh.
— Old is your father.
Although he ended the day doing his best to forget the problem of dinner in that restaurant, Ares had to deal with it in the following days.
The reporter walked through the scenery, where on the screen he showed the image of Renata and Pablo Mckenzie.
— According to documents registered in the US police, Pablo and Renata Mckenzie continued to contact Ares and offer several sponsorship proposals. Witnesses confirm that the couple used photos of a minor girl as possible companion of Ares, in case he closed business. The fighter continued to deny and registered a complaint to the couple.
— We sought the Mckenzie family to clarify the case, and the head of the family himself, Joseph Mckenzie, sent a note to us saying that he had requested a meeting with Ares to propose a sponsorship, However, the negotiation of Pablo Mckenzie was made without notice to the head of the family and against the regulations of the Mckenzie companies. With this, he announces that Pablo and Renata McKenzie will be disconnected from the family, as well as justice follow the laws and give the punishment due.
— In addition, the patriarch made clear in the note the support to Ares' son, Nathaniel Callegari, being willing to contribute to the investigations necessary for the case.