"You must control yourself, miss," Petrona says to Petra. "The slave is gaining too much ground thanks to her calmness and persistence. We cannot allow her to continue here, or our plans will fall apart, and her father...""I know it already! You don't need to remind me all the time," Petra enters the bathroom to check her bleeding. "For now, the most urgent thing is for you to go to the doctor, Petrona. We'll deal with the slave later."Petrona nods and leaves the estate, heading to the road, where she takes a taxi to reach the doctor. One of Gage's guards follows her from a certain distance.She arrives a few hours later, and the doctor gives her a prescription with the warning that Petra's illness is no longer treatable. All she can do is alleviate her pain, but she cannot save her. She tells Petrona that she has never seen such a strange disease in her entire life.Petrona is surprised by the doctor's response. Something inside her knew it could be serious, but she never imagined
After the unpleasant situation with Petra, Egil sends one of the guards for his aunt Irene. He released her from her punishment today, but Loida, the servant, told him that she had requested not to be disturbed by anyone.A few minutes later, Irene knocks on the door, and Egil immediately lets her in."Nephew," she greets him from the doorway without fully entering. Egil approaches her to take her hand, but Irene doesn't kiss him as she usually does when greeting him. "What did you summon me for?""I want to invite you for a walk with me in the gardens, Aunt," Egil says with a hint of uneasiness in his voice. The last time they saw each other, they exchanged terrible words, but he wants to reach certain agreements with her so that this doesn't happen again.Irene agrees, and they walk together to the garden. The tension between them is palpable. They are family, after all, but their relationship has deteriorated due to the terrible things Egil has done."How have you been these days?"
"I hate that cursed wretch!" Petra throws her cup to the ground in anger. "I hope that stupid woman dies of blood loss during childbirth, just like that child. Since she arrived at the hacienda, everything has gone wrong for us.""You shouldn't worry so much about her, Miss," Petrona says. "Adelaide's health is not good. There are whispers in the hallways that she most likely won't survive the childbirth, and the child will die as well.""I'm not so sure about that." Petra removes her shawl, revealing her completely disfigured face in the light of the fireplace flames. Only traces of her once long hair remain, and her skin is peeling off in pieces, giving her a horrifying appearance to anyone who looks at her. "Our goal is at risk, Petrona. The Arrabal clan can't have an heir. We can't allow that child to be born.""With all the security that Mr. Gage has placed there, we can't get close. The place is heavily guarded twenty-four hours a day; only the maid Mercedes and Mrs. Irene can a
Eleonor. Egil couldn't stop thinking about it all night, so much so that he woke up in the same position on the couch without having slept a single minute. His aunt's visit left him dispirited and terribly confused.Adelaide named her daughter after his mother. For what purpose? To torment him even more? What is she trying to achieve with that? To open old wounds?Gage enters and greets a devastated Egil, slumped, with dark circles under his eyes, and the smell of alcohol."Sir," a strange grunt is Egil's response to Gage's greeting."I don't wish to see anyone today, Gage. Send a message that I won't be going to the office. I'll handle everything from home.""I'll have them prepare your bath and a hearty breakfast to help you recover," Gage says, picking up some bottles from the floor and placing them in the trash."My aunt was here last night," Egil says in a languid voice, "but you probably already knew that, given how much you've been talking lately.""Mrs. Irene is an impeccable
"Please don't harm my daughter, please," Adelaide pleads with great distress, a thread of blood trickling from her forehead after the guard's blow. "Kill me, but she's innocent, please..."Gage approaches, pushes the guard away, and holds Adelaide as the doctor places the child on the counter and undresses her for examination.At that moment, Adelaide's desperation intensifies, and her cries alert Irene, who is arriving to visit them."What's happening?!" she asks, terrified, seeing Eleonor in the doctor's hands and Adelaide crying in anguish."Don't get involved in this, aunt," Egil's response startles Irene. "Or I'll have her removed."Irene approaches Adelaide and hugs her tightly while looking at her nephew with great disappointment. What does he intend to do this time?"How long are you going to keep doing this?" Irene's shout startles everyone. Egil had never seen her so angry. "How long are you going to hurt her? Why are you so cruel to her and your own daughter?!"Everyone fal
Adelaide and her daughter's new home is one of the properties that are prepared for the overseers of the estate, but it is the furthest from the main house.Adelaide can't help but cry. She knows that her life will be just as difficult here as it was in the cell, but at least her daughter will be able to go outside and breathe fresh air just like her.Irene, along with her maids, helps Mercedes arrange the place. It hadn't been occupied for a long time. They clean and arrange the few pieces of furniture that are there so that Adelaide and her daughter can be more comfortable. The walls need painting, but at least the ceiling is intact and they will get what they need over time.That same night, Adelaide is sitting with her daughter in her arms in a chair while the fire from the fireplace provides them with a little warmth. It's late spring, but the coolness starts to be felt more intensely at this time of year at night, even though the days are warm. Fall and winter are approaching an
"What do you plan to do with that dagger, Petra?" Adelaide points at it while shielding herself between it and her daughter. "Are you going to hurt yourself like you did in that cell and then say that I was the one who hurt you? I don't think your body needs any more wounds than the ones you already have."Petra throws the chair and takes a step towards her in great anger, but Adelaide remains unperturbed. She stands tall, staring at her intently."I have a much better plan in mind, you fool, and I assure you that you won't like it. What happened in that cell was just the beginning.""Don't you think you've done enough by making Egil believe that I betrayed him?" Egil tenses upon hearing her. "I am no longer an obstacle to your purposes, Petra. Neither my daughter nor I mean anything, as you yourself said. Egil has already cast us aside. He hates us. What more do you want?""Yes, that plan worked out magnificently," Petra laughs as Egil listens to her with a big lump in his throat. "I
Mrs. Irene enters the estate with Monica and Mercedes, looking worried. Egil takes advantage of the moment to leave.The doctor tends to the young woman's wound while Irene takes care of the little one, and they discuss everything that happened with Petra.Egil arrives at the hacienda quite affected. This revelation was not expected after such a long time since that incident. What happened? Where did he go wrong? Why did he allow this to happen right under his nose? His life, his daughter's life, his wife's life, were manipulated at the whim of a woman he thought he knew, in whom he blindly trusted, but now he realizes he never knew her.Adelaide was so affected that it was logical that she wouldn't want to talk to him. She practically ignored him the whole time she was there and didn't look him in the eyes once. She preferred not to speak her truth out of fear of his reaction. How could she miss her only opportunity to escape that precarious situation? Or does she prefer to be there
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