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
A loud thud on the table startles the young woman sitting across. Rebeca backs away until her back hits the wall, her breathing quickens as she notices Egil's shadow approaching her rapidly.Egil grabs her by the neck and forces her to look at him. He is so angry that his eyes are red with rage."So, you're another traitor," Egil exerts a lot of pressure on her neck and the young maid starts desperately denying in search of some air. "I'm going to... tell the... truth," Egil releases her when he hears that. Rebeca falls to the floor and starts coughing."What do you have to say?" Gage lifts her up and pushes her against the wall again. "You'd better speak if you don't want to die right here.""My brother was just following orders!" Rebeca screams, full of fear. "He had to do it so that our parents and siblings wouldn't be killed. That woman and her brother are monsters. Nobody understands, but she..."The maid starts crying desperately while she covers her face with both hands. Neith
Gage takes out more papers from his maid bag and they're all letters from Alonso, the same handwriting and signature. That damn Petra has been betraying Egil for a long time!"What should we do with Petra, sir?" Gage asks Egil, showing him the other letters.Egil sits in his chair and puts his hands on his head. There is a pain in his chest that doesn't just come from his wound that has refused to heal properly, but an overwhelming feeling that takes his breath away and fills him with anguish."I don't want her to die, at least not yet," his gaze turns into pure hatred. "I want her to suffer until she can't bear to live anymore and beg for her own death, and for Alonso to also find out what will happen to him.""As for Mrs. Lilith, Mrs. Irene will suffer a lot.""We'll keep Lilith's situation a secret from my aunt, for now. I don't want her to suffer for what her daughter did, but that doesn't mean she won't be punished. We'll send her and Vitor to the Zhufun estate. Once on the road,
In Petra's room..."Miss Petra, please come with me. Mr. Egil is requesting you in his room." The unfamiliar voice of a woman startles Petra, who was already asleep at this time of the night.She abruptly gets out of bed, disoriented and looking around. A middle-aged woman whom she has never seen before is standing in front of her bed, staring at her intently. With her hair tightly pulled back and her black attire, she emits a gloomy air that Petra does not like at all. "Who are you and what are you doing in my room?" Petra asks, grabbing her silk robe to cover herself."I am the new caretaker of the house. My name is Ester. Please hurry, as Mr. Egil is already waiting for you."New caretaker of the house? Since when? What happened to Lilith?Ester follows behind Petra as they make their way to the main room. It is quite late for him to summon her, and besides, he hasn't been responding to her messages or calls for a while now. This is very strange.She looks at the guards who are cl
"We've arrived!" Egil announces to Petra with a self-satisfied smile and a terrifying gaze. "This is it. You'll love the surprise I prepared for you."The door opens and Petra sees Petrona, standing on tiptoes on a chair, with shackles on both wrists and around her neck, hanging from the ceiling, with bleeding wounds all over her body from the torture she was subjected to.A heartbreaking scream escapes Petra in that moment. She runs to her, still crying. Petrona is still alive, but badly injured, it's impossible for her to survive for much longer."Bind her!" Egil orders and this time Petra doesn't even try to resist. She knows that escaping is impossible now."Don't you want to cry and beg for your life?" Egil approaches her in a threatening manner and grabs her by the neck. "Don't you want to say something in your favor? That all of this is a plot created by your enemies? That Adelaide is to blame?"Petra says nothing, but her gaze changes in an instant with the mention of Adelaide
Hours earlier, on the road to Zhufun...Two hours have passed since the van carrying Lilith and Vítor left Hacienda Arrabal to head to Zhufun. This road is completely unknown to Lilith because she had never visited the estate in that region before; however, she knows that previously it was just decaying and arid land. Egil had a lot of trouble making it fertile. Now the future of all the workers in that area looks more promising.She hasn't been able to stop thinking about him and what she heard from Petra last night. Something about this sudden trip gives her a bad feeling. It has been a while since her cousin took away many of her obligations and now he asks her to take care of the Zhufun estate. Why does he want her out of Hacienda Arrabal?Vítor's gaze, sitting beside her, does not stray from the dark and rocky road, although he is unable to see anything as they pass. He brings his fingers to his temples to massage them and alleviate the pain that has plagued him since they set of
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