LilibethMaking love to Massimo while Rachel sleeps in her crib has been wonderful, especially because I've been trying not to scream to wake her up the whole time, and with this thought, I fall deeply asleep.The next day, we go about our normal routine. After breakfast, he informs me that he'll be in his office reviewing some documents, so I decide to go out to the garden with my children and soak up the sun.After at least an hour of playing with them, or rather with Alex, since Rachel spends most of her time sleeping, I decide it's time to go back and prepare lunch. I take my beautiful Alex, who can already walk, in one hand, and the little stroller where Rachel sleeps in the other. I see Massimo at the entrance, looking quite rushed and also very annoyed."Are you going out, love?" He turns and approaches us, kisses our children, and then gives me a kiss, but there's something different about him, although I couldn't quite explain it."Yes, my love, I have something urgent to tak
LilibethIt's been a year since Massimo's death, and although I've started smiling again, I feel like a part of my heart has been torn away, and I'll never be able to love another man as I loved him. I'm grateful for the support my friends have given me; they truly are friends—Mrs. Marion, Mia, Anely, Franco, among others. They helped me emerge from the tremendous sadness that engulfed me, and also because I needed to be strong for my children.FlashbackOne Year AgoWe got into those vans, and Franco explained the contents of the briefcase to me. It contained a substantial amount of money to be given to those who wished to stay in Italy. There were also documents about the embezzlement of money and theft of goods from Massimo's businesses. In another folder, there were new identities for both my children and me. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I kept asking myself the same question over and over again: Since when did Massimo plan this? And most importantly, why?"What happened? Why a
Luciano De AngelisI wake up once again, just like so many other times, because of the same dream. That woman who keeps appearing in my dreams is beautiful, slim, short, with long brown hair and beautiful almond-colored eyes and fair skin. It's as if I knew her from before, and I feel a longing for her, although I'm sure I don't know her from before.I still remember the first time I told my girlfriend about this woman, describing her in detail. She almost went crazy and insisted I see my doctor. After that, she started giving me some pills to sleep better, and I stopped dreaming about her. I don't like taking that medication because it makes me feel groggy, and sometimes I even forget certain things. Without them noticing, I've been fooling them into believing I'm still taking them, although I haven't for weeks now, and because of that, I've started having the same dream about that unknown woman again.I turn over and see my future fiancée, Maritza Salvatore, beside me. I get out of
It's the day of my husband's engagement party, and I decide to attend with the help of Gianna, Otto's wife, who almost transformed me into a different person. She got me a blonde wig for the occasion, green contact lenses, and the outfit I will wear.We have decided that among all my men, I will take Donato. We enter the Salvatore mansion without any problem, moving among the people and acting as if we were a couple. For me, it's easy, but for Donato, it's uncomfortable to treat his lady this way (even though I have told everyone that I am no longer their lady and that now we are all a family, they refuse to change their way of seeing me).After wandering around for a while, they announce that the engaged couple will make an appearance to start the engagement party. We move closer to avoid being recognized, and my heart stops when I see the man with Maritza. It's him, no doubt, it's my Massimo, and a few tears escape my eyes. Donato hugs me to hide my face so that no one notices what'
"Good evening, Mrs. Carluccio! To what do I owe the honor of your visit?" He inquires. I like that he doesn't beat around the bush, so I can be completely frank from the start."Good evening, Mr. Lombardi! My name is now Lucrecia Montemayor, you understand it's for security reasons. To be honest, I want to ask for your help." As soon as he hears this, he lets out a loud laugh. For my part, I remain impassive, waiting for him to say something."Very smart of you. What kind of help? To be honest, it's strange that you come to me after what happened more than a year ago." His expression changes to one of deep pain."I want you to tell me if you know anything about Luciano De Angelis or rather Massimo Carluccio." He doesn't seem surprised when I mention this, so I assume he knows something."Madam, what do I gain by providing you with this information?" I knew he would ask for something, so I came prepared."I have information about the murder of your son Renzo Lombardi." I extend an enve
Lilibeth I received a call from Giuseppe Lombardi asking to meet tonight. I believe I have achieved my goal and he will provide the help I need. As we have agreed all this time, I am going with Donato and other men who will pose as clients for my protection.We arrived at the club and, just like last time, his men searched us to see if we had any weapons. However, this time they know what awaits them if they try to mess with me. They let us pass after taking Donato's weapons, and we find ourselves in front of Giuseppe.“Good evening, Mr. Lombardi! I hope you already have an answer regarding the proposal I made to you.” We shake hands and then take our seats.“Good evening, ma'am! The truth is, I've thought about it quite a bit, and besides the information about my son's murder, I would like to ask you for one more thing. If you agree, I will provide a safe house for you and your family with my best men to guard it for as long as necessary.”“What else could you desire from me?” I ask
Lilibeth I get up to go to the bathroom, but I inform Donato and the others that I'll be back soon. Suddenly, I feel a hand on my waist, and just as I'm about to hit it, I realize it's Massimo. We greet each other, but I notice he caresses my bare back, making me feel a desire to be possessed by this man whom I thought had been dead for a long time. For a moment, I get lost in his beautiful eyes, just as I used to.He waits for me while I go to the bathroom, and when I say goodbye to him, he pulls me close without warning and takes me to a room that seems to be the club's storeroom. He starts kissing me, making me get lost in my memories. He unties my dress, but when I think that he might have already had sex with Maritza, I feel disgusted at the thought of him being inside her and then inside me. When I confront him about his girlfriend, he explains that he hasn't slept with her, but I don't believe him; he must be making it up to sleep with me. However, when he mentions his acciden
True to my word, I decide to go again to The Underworld club, hoping to find my husband, but at the same time I fear that Maritza might discover us and all my plans could be ruined before I can get my revenge on her.After talking for a moment with Mr. Lombardi about some documents for which I need his help to discover where all the diversions that were done to my husband went, and he promised me that both his accountant and his lawyer would help me, I decide to go to the bar and order a drink. That's when I feel a hand resting possessively on my waist, just like Massimo used to do. I turn to see who it is, and indeed, it is him. He leans into my ear and whispers.“I've been waiting for you all these days.” Then he bites my earlobe a little, making me lose my mind and want to throw myself into his arms. However, Palmieri's gaze brings me back to my senses.“Not here, Mr. De Angelis. Someone could see us and tell your fiancée.” He shakes his head and, before leaving, whispers to me aga