Gage enters the room at that moment and realizes the argument between them."Yes, you're that father who wished for her death and the death of her mother hundreds of times," Irene replies between sobs, "the one who disowned her and didn't care that she was hungry and cold on that precarious farm her whole short life while you slept in the best beds, the same father who never allowed the doctor to treat her when she was sick and wouldn't let me bring a glass of milk to Adelaide when she gave birth.""Enough!" Now it's Egil who yells angrily at her words that hurt more than he would ever admit. "I won't allow you to insult me like that just because you're angry! I demand respect!"Gage approaches her and takes her by the arm, urging her to leave. The tension between them is evident, and if he doesn't separate them, this argument could end badly. Egil is so upset that his chest rises and falls as his gaze turns dark."Of course I'm angry," Irene cries out of helplessness as she moves awa
Ester closely follows Egil as they make their way to Eleonor's room. Egil is very angry, but she couldn't hide something so important from him.They enter the room and the girl starts crying louder when she sees her father, reaching out her hands to him, begging to be rescued."She has been like this for hours, sir. I don't know what else to do for her," says one of the nannies who was holding her when they arrived.Egil touches his daughter's face and indeed, she has a high fever. Her face is red, and she holds her head as if she can't bear the pain she's feeling.With great distress, he takes her in his arms and starts walking with her back and forth, but Eleonor keeps crying."Call the doctor right away, have him come with a pediatrician," he instructs Ester, and she immediately goes to make the call.Shortly after, the elderly man arrives with another doctor, and they examine the girl in front of her father, prescribing different syrups from the ones the previous doctor had given
At night, Egil takes his daughter to her room so as not to lose sight of her, and during the day she is taken care of by her nanny while he tends to his affairs. On the estate, Adelaide improves thanks to some teas that Nora sent to her through Mercedes. At night, she sits on a rock and looks towards her husband's balcony. She had already forgotten that feeling of loss that now suffocates her. She can't believe she is separated from her daughter, so close yet so far away.She can't help but feel sad as she remembers how he took her away. How could he do this to her? Why does he force their daughter to be without her mother when she's still so young?With her gaze fixed on the garden, she remembers something very important that she had completely forgotten. She stands up abruptly and wipes away her tears before looking around to make sure there are no guards nearby. How could she have forgotten? The hallways where he had taken her to the mausoleum of her parents will serve as their ent
"Today, your daughter was very calm, sir," Ester interrupts Egil's daydream. "She ate all her purée without complaining, and she also took her nap without much effort. It seems like she's getting used to the house already.""Has the doctor already examined her today?""Yes, sir. She no longer has a fever and no longer needs her medication."Egil relaxes and returns his gaze to the document he is writing.That night, Eleonor goes to bed early after dinner. Egil stays awake until late and decides to go get a book from his library. He remains there for a while lost in his thoughts, looking towards the door that leads to the hallway, and then goes out to the balcony.Adelaide, sitting by the window in the dark, can see her husband still awake, leaning on the balcony. Today, she will also go see her daughter, she has already made up her mind. She will do it every day, she just has to be patient and wait for the right time."What are you thinking, my girl?" Mercedes asks, coming up beside h
Adelaide finally arrived.Egil closes his eyes, waiting for her to approach. Her steps are so subtle that they can hardly be heard in the deep silence of the room. He hears a sigh very close to him, tempting him to open his eyes, but it is not yet the time.Something stirs beside him. Then a babble from his daughter and the creaking of the armchair. He just has to wait a little longer and she will be his once again.Adelaide plants a soft kiss on her daughter's forehead, who is awake, waiting for her. Eleonor babbles happily as she sees her mother.She takes her in her arms and walks to the armchair to relieve her swollen breast and feed her daughter, who is already eager for her milk.Eleonor suckles eagerly while looking at her mother intently. Mother and daughter share a long and wonderful moment after being separated for an entire day.Adelaide notices the basket of fruit on the table and her stomach starts to growl. Anguish has not allowed her to eat properly since her husband br
The young woman cries for a while, then she gets up, opens the door, and goes to what used to be her room and falls asleep on the couch, exhausted and with a confused heart. Egil can't sleep, although he tries in every possible way to do so after hearing the click of the door. Adelaide couldn't have left the house, he's sure of that, but knowing that she didn't want to stay close to him hurts him. He wakes up earlier than usual, goes to her room, and finds her sitting on the couch, sleeping. Carefully, he lifts her up and takes her to bed, and brings their daughter to place her next to them so they can sleep together. That morning, he forbids Ester or any servant from entering that room during the morning, except to bring food. He gets ready and goes to the office like every day, letting Gage know that his wife is inside and can leave the estate whenever she wants, but without Eleonor. (...) Adelaide wakes up several hours later, disoriented and with a severe headache. She stretc
Egil steps into the cold water of the shower and stays there for a long time to calm down. Of course, he wanted to go to that room and let her know that he is the one who rules this house and that it is her duty to obey him, but he also doesn't want to force things. She is angry and she has reasons to be. He must take it slowly with her. After his bath, he lies down and it is impossible for him to fall asleep. He had the slight hope that she would come and they could finally fix things, he hates being away from her for any longer. He wakes up early and while waiting for Gage to agree with him on some matters, he approaches the balcony and sees her walking quickly towards the estate, wearing that simple dress she had on when he caught her in his room, her hair loose and a coat too thin for the cold at this hour. What is she going to do there? Does she lack something in the house? Does she need more space, more amenities, more food? "Sir, would you like me to bring you your coffee o
Adelaide's groin begins to tingle deliciously, just with those words, something she hadn't felt in a long time. Her skin begins to prickle at the delicate touch of Egil's fingers on her nipple. Like magic, a droplet of milk appears at the tip and Egil wastes no time bringing his mouth there and suckling. The young woman closes her eyes tightly, unable to bear the overwhelming sensations that are coursing through her body. Egil suckles eagerly, switching from one breast to the other, as if he can't decide which one he likes more. His eyes are closed just like Adelaide's, and he enjoys this delicacy that flows from his wife's body as if it were the elixir of eternal youth. It's something that shouldn't excite him, but it does, to feel his wife's milk spilling into his mouth and savoring its taste excites him greatly. Suddenly, Egil positions two of his fingers at her entrance and begins to slowly tease it while pressing her clit with his thumb. A deep moan escapes the young woman's t
Two weeks later, in Rome... "What does this mean, Benedict?! Is this why you wanted to come to Italy? Because of her? To look for her?" Pamela throws the folder on the table as she cries bitterly. She can no longer bear this situation, she is tired of fighting with the ghost of Adelaide and Gaspar. Benedict takes a napkin and wipes the coffee stains on his jacket caused by the folder hitting his cup, without the mood to respond to his wife's complaint. "I can't bear it anymore, you will never forget her. This obsession of yours with her has gone too far, I want to go home." Pamela walks over to the couch where she sits to alleviate the pain in her back. When she found the folder this morning among her husband's things, she couldn't believe what it said. "You can leave whenever you want," he says dryly but in a low tone. "No one forced you to come with me, or to get involved in things that are none of your business." "Does she matter to you more than me and your daughter?" Pamel
Emma looks at her husband with fiery eyes as he carefully salivates that object. Then she positions herself with her back to him, bending down enough to offer him a unique, delicious, and incredibly sexy view of her behind.Her husband's breath triples as his mouth comes into contact with her body. He inhales deeply, shamelessly, savoring the distinct aroma of woman that drives him crazy. Without any further preamble and on the verge of collapse, he assaults her intimate part.Adriano's tongue is having a party tonight. It eagerly explores every nook and cranny, savoring it like the nectar of the gods."Love, like this," Emma moans desperately. "Please, keep going."Adriano continues his work, now more diligently, moving a bit higher and applying more pressure to the right spot to sufficiently lubricate that orifice from which he will later delight himself.Slowly, he directs the plug to where it should be, doing it gently and with just the right coercion so that in a couple of moveme
"My love," Emma calls Adriano's attention, barely peeking through the bathroom door as she walks slowly towards where he is."For all the angels!" Adriano whispers as he takes in every detail of her from head to toe. "Emma, my love...""Do you like it?" she asks, advancing in her high heels that resonate throughout the room, until she's just a step away from him.Adriano swallows hard a couple of times and still can't manage to untie his throat. Damn it! He knew nothing would be normal with her on their honeymoon, but this exceeds all his expectations. Emma is so beautiful she looks like a seductive angel.Immediately and without any preamble, he falls to his knees at her feet, placing his hands on her thighs and fixing his gaze on the smooth and kissable skin of that part of her body."I'm very excited, my husband," she says, running her fingers through Adriano's hair. He closes his eyes for a second and lets out a heavy sigh. "What are you going to do about it?""I will give you all
After leaving the airport, Adriano takes everyone to a pizzeria for dinner, where he announces that he and Emma are getting married tomorrow at noon.That night, everyone stays up late planning what they are going to do. Bea takes care of the desserts and food, Emma hires a wedding planner to organize everything needed, while she chooses a dress and clothes for Eleonor and Gaspar. Santos sends invitations to some of the partners and businessmen and calls the judge. Adriano arranges the honeymoon trip. He had wanted to go to Greece for a long time and this is the perfect time to do it. Luckily, he manages to find a hotel and a private flight that will take them there.The movement in the Palumbo mansion begins early in the morning. Nobody is still, and by midday, everything is ready.Adriano adjusts the boutonniere on his jacket lapel in front of the mirror. The smile hasn't left his face since yesterday. He feels that so much happiness can't fit in his chest."È pronto, padre? Il giud
In Rome, five years later..."Is this for real?" Adriano sets his champagne glass aside and approaches Emma, who is leaning on the terrace railing, but looking at him."Of course. I've never been more sure about this," she responds with her usual smile that melts Adriano’s heart with love. He approaches her and takes her face in both hands before planting a soft kiss on her lips. He has patiently waited for this day for all these years. Many times he wanted to give up, to distance himself, to try to forget her, but realizing that he couldn't live without her, he would try again. Today is Adriano's birthday, and Emma organized a lunch for him at a highly renowned hotel in Rome, just the two of them, as Beatriz and Santos are traveling in Morocco, visiting their mother, and will return tonight. In all these years, they have shared unforgettable moments together. Everyone thinks they're a couple, but the truth is they haven't been able to take that step until today when she finally sa
"Isn't it the same thing you plan to do? Aren't you going to claim what you bought?" Pamela asks Benedict in a bitter tone while pointing at herself."Of course I will claim it," he responds dryly. "The difference is that I will be your husband. With me, you will have everything you never dreamed of having. I won't take you by force, but that doesn't guarantee that when you decide to be with me, I won't be hard with you, because that's how I like to fuck. You will be Mrs. Arrabal, the mother of my heirs, my wife."An overwhelming silence envelops them at that moment. Pamela doesn't even know how to respond to that.He extends his hand to her and Pamela takes a few seconds to take it. Benedict puts her on his lap, just like he had hundreds of times with Adelaide. In a way, Pamela reminds him of her, her innocence, her spontaneity, her simplicity.Benedict inhales the scent of her hair before kissing her forehead again. This is something Pamela has never experienced before, she doesn't
Pamela is busy cooking inside the precarious hut she lives in with her aunt since her mother died 20 years ago.Since she arrived yesterday morning, her aunt has not stopped reproaching and calling her every possible name for escaping that night when she wanted to sell her to that disgusting man for a little money.Of course, she is used to her aunt's abuse after so many years living with her, but what she did that night crossed all the limits and she doesn't plan on letting it happen again.She still wears the bandage on her knee, and although the pain is almost nonexistent now, she fears her wounds will get infected.While stewing the meat for lunch, she takes a glass and pours a little water, but when she turns around, a dark and large figure sitting in the only armchair in the small living room startles her, causing the glass to fall from her hands to the floor."Hello, little one," Benedict's hoarse and firm voice shakes her from head to toe.How did he find her? Did he have her
A thick smoke hangs in the horizon, darkening the sky and casting shadows over the Turnnie mansion. It was a devastating surprise attack, they had planned for months to come here so that everything would go perfectly. Chaos reigns as flames devour the house and crops, and the screams of the servants fill the air.In the center of the chaos, Benedict calmly looks at the destruction. This day was supposed to mark the justice he had waited for so long. Adelaide's brother, Calixto, and his father, Bahram Valencia, were finally supposed to receive the punishment they deserved for the attack on the Arrabal clan, which had claimed the lives of many people, including his brother Egil, and for all the times they had plotted to kill her. However, both of them are missing."I'm sorry, sir, but we can't find them anywhere," one of his men informs him. "Everything indicates that they are not in the mansion.""Did you search inside the basements?"Benedict knows that Bahram has been living here wit
"Do you want to try?" Benedict's sudden question makes Pamela blush, imagining he's referring to her very visible attributes now in front of him."He's crazy! Who does he take me for?" She responds immediately, quite offended. "I don't even know him.""I don't see what the problem is; it's just whiskey," Benedict replies, pointing to the glass but at the same time smiling in a way that disturbs Pamela. "What did you think?""Nothing," she responds, realizing she misspoke."Alright, are you leaving or not?" he asks as he searches for something in his drawers. "It's late, and I need to sleep.""So, you don't mind me going alone at this time of night?" she questions as if that's a problem for him."No," Benedict responds as he puts on his boxers. Pamela looks at him indignantly. "But if you want to stay, I can...""Fine," she interrupts him. "I'll stay right here on the couch, still, I won't bother at all."Pamela settles there with every intention of staying to sleep.Benedict, tired of