The next morning, Marissa joined the breakfast table, wondering where their parents were as she sat down. "Where are Mother and Father?" Carlos, the only one at the table, started to reply, "They went out...," but his words faded as he looked at Marissa. "Wow, Marissa, lipstick. Who gave it to you? Danna or Mother?" Carlos asked. "Can't any change happen to me?" Marissa replied. "Juan..." Carlos called out, capturing Juan's attention as he came towards the table. Marissa subtly licked her lips, her gaze dropping to her plate. "I'm surprised Margarita made my favorite dish today," she said, trying to hide her nervousness by talking about the food. Carlos examined the dish. "Come on, Marissa, this isn't your favorite," he countered, watching her take a bite of the potato. Juan glanced at Carlos as he sat across from him. "Do you notice anything different about Marissa today?" Carlos inquired, his brow furrowed and his eyes wide with curiosity. Juan looked at Marissa, who smiled b
Juan's fists clenched tightly as his face contorted with worry and anger. "Drugs? This can't be happening," he muttered, glancing at Marissa, who shared his shock. "I know this is hard to believe, Juan. We have evidence, and we're conducting a comprehensive investigation," Inspector Guerra reassured them, his tone sympathetic. "What evidence do you have?" Juan questioned. "We received a tip about illegal activities in a casino. They are using drugs and gambling, and upon investigation, we found drugs in Ignacio's possession. He resisted arrest, making the situation more complicated," Inspector Guerra explained, handing Juan a folder with details of the case. "We are conducting a test on them; if the drug test is negative in his system, he will be released." Marissa, equally shocked and concerned, placed her hand on Juan's shoulder, offering him silent support as he examined the documents. "We need your cooperation to get to the bottom of this," Inspector Guerra added. "When will h
"It has been a few days already; how long are we going to lie to Mother and Father?" Carlos questioned as they sat in Juan's office. Juan, seated at his office desk, Marissa, and Carlos each occupied seats in front of him. "Yes, Juan. Mother even asked when is he coming back; she and Father tried his number, but it's not reaching," Marissa added as Juan sighed. "She also asked me. I told her maybe she should try again," Juan said, sucking his lower lip in deep thought. "What do we do now, Juan?" Carlos asked. "What do you guys think I should say?" Juan questioned. "Oh dear Mother, Father, your son is arrested and he is in jail with the charge of drugs. Is that it?" Juan asked sarcastically. Miguel walked inside the office, asking, "What did you just say?" He looked extremely agitated and unwell, with clear signs of stress and sickness etched on his face, as if he might collapse any moment. They all stood and stared at him; Juan hurried to his side and supported him. "I'll call t
Juan laughed, a low, sweet sound that spread throughout the room. "Looks like you've gained an admirer," he said, his amused eyes glimmering."Are you feeling an inkling of jealousy, Juan?" Marissa questioned, a cheeky sparkle in her eyes.With a grin on his face, Juan extended his hand to grasp hers, kissing her fingers. "Jealous? Never." "Juan, you really shouldn't have told Ignacio that, you know the ranch and this mansion are yours, not ours."Juan lifted her chin with a comforting grin and warm, glowing eyes. "Don't fret, my love. Everything is fine. Even if Ignacio wins the bet, I'd gladly share because he's family, just like all of you.""Juan, you're truly a compassionate soul. Don't let anyone exploit your generosity.""Thinking of paying Juan a visit today; he must be missing you. His mamá," Juan proposed, giving a fun edge to his last words.Marissa smiled and replied, "I miss him too," as Juan took her hand and they walked out together.The stable welcomed Juan and Marissa
The next morning, as Juan entered his room, he found Marissa seated on his bed, a laptop resting on her lap. "Good morning," she greeted him with a kind smile. Juan returned her smile and planted a gentle kiss on her temple as he settled beside her. "We had breakfast together," he mentioned. With a cheeky smile, she said, "I'm talking to the love of my life right now. Why am I seeing the office laptop here?" she questioned, her face showing interest. Juan explained, "This is my own personal laptop; I also use it to save important documents." Closing the laptop, Marissa put it down and sat down on Juan's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. She whispered, "I love you so much," She kissed him, taking off his large brown coat. As Juan's phone began to ring from his coat, he swiftly retrieved it. Both he and Marissa glanced at the caller ID, revealing Daniella's name accompanied by a photo of Juan and Daniella sharing a kiss. "Please, don't answer," Marissa implored. However, J
Marissa stared at them in confusion, wondering what brought them to her room. "What are you all doing here?" she asked. "Why didn't you come out for breakfast, and it's already noon?" Miguel questioned. "I am sorry, Father. I couldn't sleep yesterday," she replied. "I thought yesterday you told me that you were sleepy when you walked in with Ignacio?" Juan questioned. Marissa glared at him, annoyed, well aware of his attempt to provoke her. "Big brother, I am sorry I lied to you because I can see my future." "Don't talk to your brother like that," Miguel scolded. "It's okay; we will go now. Why don't you take a nice shower, and Lara will bring your lunch?" Rosario suggested. Miguel walked out, followed by Rosario. Marissa fixed her gaze on Juan. "And don't you have anything to occupy yourself with?" she inquired, her hand gesturing dismissively. "Oh, I forgot-you're jobless. Why not go and call your perfect, beautiful fiancée, the one with the future ahead of her? A real model
Juan and Marissa's nude bodies were crushed together, and he was moving with powerful, steady thrusts at first, then increasingly stronger. He tilted his body forward, rubbing into her clit with each movement of his hips. Then he began to move quicker, harder, and stronger, in and out, back and forth. He swelled inside her, pushing her further and activating every small nerve. She couldn't believe it as she felt another orgasm rise up inside her."Look at me," he commanded.She opened her eyes, and his gaze met hers. With one more powerful thrust, they both toppled over the edge. She shivered furiously in his arms, his own body shaking with spasms, and his gaze bore into hers. It was the third time they were having sex, within the river and on the delicate carpet they are on, and her entire body was shimmering with passionate heat and a never-ending thirst.She's Juan's presently and will continuously be, locked in by an everlasting vibe that screams deep feels and an unbreakable bo
"Already a week," Marissa said, resting her head on Juan's chest after another intimate moment. "Talking about Ignacio?" he inquired. Before she could respond, a loud sound of breaking glass and a heavy thud came from downstairs, catching them both off guard. Their eyes widened in surprise. As Marissa sat up, pulling on her satin nightdress, she questioned, "What's happening downstairs?" Juan, now donning his shirt, reassured, "There are no burglars or thieves in this town," as he got out of bed, slipping into his shorts. "Mother and Father went to the city for a wedding," Marissa reminded, slipping into her flip-flops. Suddenly, a sharp gunshot pierced the air, making them both tense up. Startled, Marissa jumped out of bed, ready to scream, but Juan quickly covered her mouth. "Go to the bathroom; I'll go check," he instructed. "No, Juan, I'm coming with you," Marissa insisted, her determination clear. He nodded, understanding her stubbornness and the pressing nature of