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78 - Carolina Alcântara
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Carolina AlcântaraI sit in the office, extremely reluctant. I didn’t expect Hassan to remind me about Bruno within the first twenty words after we had sex. It’s frustrating that this happened. I hold my large cup of black coffee as I try to organize my mind, which is now filled with pending matters, especially with the Swiss. I turn on my laptop and try to focus while I wait for my mother to pick up. As I hear the persistent ringing on the other side, I begin looking over the movements of the cash register from last week, especially the people who visited the Swiss, hoping to close a partnership. My inbox is full of messages from both Juliana and my brother, I sit in the office, extremely reluctant. I didn’t expect Hassan to remind me about Bruno within the first twenty words after we had sex. It’s frustrating that this happened. I hold my large cup of black coffee as I try to organize my mind, which is now filled with pending matters, especially with the Swiss. I turn on m
MY FRIENDS FATHER 80 - Carolina Alcântara
Carolina Alcântara “If it were dangerous, it wouldn’t be under Vanessa’s protection. What do I need to know about you, Hassan?” I ask because a warning goes off in my head. “I’m not dangerous, Sayidati, but I have my reasons for being here and not in Sudan with my family,” he says in a melancholic voice. He responds by placing his hand on my shoulder, while the other encourages me to move on top of his erection, which I can already feel. Unfortunately, my phone starts ringing, and I see my ex-husband’s name on the screen. “You’d better take it,” Hassan says, and I shake my head. “I won’t answer. This isn’t the first time he’s cheated on me, Hassan. Right now, I just need distance.” I say, frustrated. “I still don’t know what to do about any of this…” “I’m sure you’ll figure something out, I just want to ask that you keep me alive in the process.” I burst out laughing, but agree with him, and he lets out a relieved sigh. “Tell me what will keep this pregnancy going, and I’ll
MY FRIENDS FATHER 81 - Carolina Alcântara
Carolina Alcântara I take off my clothes and step into the shower, hoping to cool my body down and maybe wait for the company of a bold Arab. In just two days, he reminded me how good it feels to have sex for pleasure. Not just for revenge. I need to figure out what he meant about who he is. Maybe it’s time to ask Joyce for a small favor, without sparking Carlinhos’s curiosity or making her spill the beans to Bruno. “Kayf takhunin amra’atan mithluk Sayidati.” "How could he betray a woman like you, madam?" I smile, pleased to know he’s joined me. I glance back to see if he’s planning to shower with me. “What did you say?” I ask, just to be sure. “That I can’t believe he had the audacity to betray you.” I look at his face and notice the sincerity in his eyes. “We need to be quick. Frank said he’s expecting guests later, and we still have your appointment,” I say, turning to him with concern. “Guests?” He nods while removing his clothes. “Yes, it seems Mrs. Lira and M
MY FRIENDS FATHER 82 - Bruno Alcântara
Bruno Alcântara Seeing my Goddess step off the plane, leaving me behind, was a clear sign I’d suffer the consequences of my mistakes. Not for sleeping with someone else, thinking it was her, but for promising I’d never drink to the point of doing something stupid again. As the plane took off, carrying me home without my wife, it brought back painful memories from a little over two years ago. I had been in New York for the launch of the “SMOKE” branch. My company was growing rapidly, and new branches needed to be opened in various locations. This week, it was San Diego’s turn. All the employees had already been hired, but I was irritated because, on the most important night for our company, my Goddess wasn’t by my side. She was out there, helping with tasks that my stepfather’s son should have been handling. I sighed deeply, rubbing my forehead to calm myself. I’d already tried calling Carolina a dozen times today alone, but all my calls went straight to voicemail. “Mr. Alcân
MY FRIENDS FATHER 83 - Bruno Alcântara
Bruno Alcântara Last night, she swore she would never trust me again, that our marriage would become nothing more than a facade. For months, she didn’t say a single word to me unless it was strictly necessary, just enough to keep anyone from noticing something was wrong. Even while hating me, she never reported me to the council. I won’t deny I felt a little afraid during every visit we were forced to attend together. She would always talk privately with our mothers, Fritz, and Alex. It was as if she enjoyed hinting that she had something against me. My mother stopped talking to me entirely during that time. They all punished me, and I accepted it silently. The seatbelt sign chimes, pulling me out of my memories. I need to focus on what to do. This time, it wasn’t my fault, even though I knew I had promised never to drink in anger again. The landing jolts me back to reality. The damage was done; now, I can only hope my Goddess will at least let me talk to her. When my pl
MY FRIENDS FATHER 84 - Bruno Alcântara
Bruno AlcântaraI run my arm along her thick, defined thigh, pull her towards me and sink my nose into that sweet-smelling pussy I love. I use my fingers to part her lips and find that reddened nerve full of arousal.I leave her exposed, her skin rosy, and smile as I bring my tongue closer. I start licking from bottom to top, lingering on her clitoris, circling, sucking, biting and squeezing. The nectar I hadn't felt for almost a year came onto my tongue, bewitching me as if it were a dose of the drug I'm addicted to.The muscles in his legs were trembling, I felt his body relax, and I looked up to see a beautiful smile on his lips. His hands were free of my hair and I felt a caress on my beard, which was longer than usual. I lay my face on her hand, receiving her touch there.Her body slides down mine, sitting on my lap, our gazes meet and I can see all the pain there, the accusations that still linger in her mind and certainly, mine too.“Forgive me, my Goddess.” I beg again.Still
MY FRIENDS FATHER 85 - Hassan Al-Makki
Hassan Al-MakkiBeing the son of the Sheik brought me far more problems than joys. I had the misfortune of losing my beloved wife while we were still expecting our first child.There were men who believed we weren't worthy of being who we were, or of my father holding the position of ruler. I spent months in depression, and before things could get worse, I decided to run away from it all, leaving Raja, my sister, as the heir.I fled to America, using my military knowledge to get a job as a security guard. I managed to land a position with a pop singer, but like me, he suffered from depression and ended his pain by taking his own life in a bathtub with many sleeping pills.Even though I ran away from my responsibilities in Sudan as the future Sheik, I never stopped sending updates to my parents and kept my faith in Allah, always carrying my masbaha with me, even at times during work.For some reason, I was chosen by Mrs. Lira to help protect her during the rescue of her son, who was in
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Hassan Al-MakkiFrank realizes I won’t say anything, so he approaches and serves himself coffee while I sit with my cup, starting to browse the news from the Middle East, my parents’ messages, and some sports updates.I notice several messages from an unknown number arriving, and an odd feeling takes over when I realize it’s from Carolina’s husband, asking me to take care of her.If the man knew that the most I did last night was care for her body, feeling her touch on mine, it was different. All I want right now is to go back to that room and inhale her scent again.I close my eyes, feeling the guilt trying to consume me. Just as I was about to drink my coffee, I notice it's already finished, so I stand and refill the cup.As soon as I sit down, the sweet perfume fills the kitchen. I see her eyes searching for someone, smile, and reassure her.However, hearing that she’s probably pregnant feels like it’s opening a gap between me and this beautiful woman, wearing a dress that accentua
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MY FRIENDS FATHER 91 - Carolina Alcântara
Carolina AlcântaraI can take some time away from all this madness, enjoy my pregnancy alongside this man who seems to be starting to get involved with me. With a betrayed woman, insecure at the moment, practically using him as an escape from my reality.“Are you ready?” I look at the man, wearing only a towel around his waist.“I think so.” I feel my cheeks burning.“How long has it been since you felt this shy, Carol?” A smile spreads across my lips.As I ponder his question, I reflect on it. I’ve been with Bruno for over ten years. We've gone through so many situations together that embarrassment and awkwardness have become long-forgotten feelings.Hassan is something new. I still feel self-conscious about all the marks on my body. I was significantly overweight at one point, which left its traces. On top of that, living so long in the mafia taught me to train, change my eating habits, and most importantly, learn how to defend myself. Because of this, I lost a lot of fat and gained
MY FRIENDS FATHER 90 - Carolina Alcântara
Carolina AlcântaraThis is enough to make me cry even more, to truly let out my last tears for that traitor. Hassan doesn’t deserve the burden of caring for a woman who still doesn’t know how to handle her shattered feelings."I’m sorry you have to see me like this…" I don’t finish my sentence.Another sob escapes, and my crying takes over again. But this time, Hassan embraces me, and I hear his sobs blending with mine. Yet, it’s different—I can see in his face that there’s joy."Why are you laughing?" I ask, wiping my face."Because you’re pregnant, my Sayidati, and by Allah, I want to be by your side," he says.At that moment, I forget what happened, who I am, and the consequences of everything that might come. I swing my leg over Hassan’s hips and place his hands on my belly."I need to ask you something. Think about it carefully, with love," I say.The thought is dangerous, but I know I can find support if I speak to the right people and hide it from those I must. His hands gently
MY FRIENDS FATHER 89 - Carolina Alcântara
Carolina AlcântaraWe left the office in silence, holding hands, as Hassan seemed determined to take care of everything that was happening to me. At that moment, I was…Shocked…Surprised…In disbelief…But I was…Amazed…And enchanted by the thought of carrying the life of two more people inside me, even though I didn't care who the father was.Even though I am who I am in the mafia and chose to enter to keep my daughter Laís and my family safe, I have the choice to put the life of my children’s father at risk. Bruno could be killed for his betrayal.This is a thought that has been tormenting me for the last few days, which is why I am avoiding talking to Bruno. I need to think calmly and decide what to do.I am surprised by how my life is turning out. Not just this pregnancy, but now I have this Arab by my side, and Hassan is right, we need to be careful with our feelings, not that I regret having fun with him. But we can hurt each other deeply.Hassan is being cautious, and even th
MY FRIENDS FATHER 88 - Hassan Al-Makki
Hassan Al-MakkiI cannot forget that she is married, and even though she says she’s going to separate, I see in her eyes that Carolina still loves the man who betrayed her. I believe that, once she calms down a bit more, they’ll talk and work things out.Probably breaking my heart and crushing the feelings that are creeping around the edges. Even though I know there might be a possibility.That’s why I need to be careful not to fall in love and end up suffering like a stray dog left behind. I place my phone in her hand and let her read the message I just received.Her gaze shifts to the screen, and I see her take a deep breath. I notice when the screen goes dark and she returns the phone to my hand.“Tell him I asked you to take me to a café, that I’m still upset and haven’t been talking much,” she says. I nod.I turn the phone and send the message, relaying her request.Hassan: Mr. Alcântara, I haven’t seen her talk much. She’s been quiet. Today she asked me to take her to a café. I’
MY FRIENDS FATHER 87 - Hassan Al-Makki
Hassan Al-MakkiHer other hand brushes through my beard, and our lips meet in a slow, delightful kiss. I quicken the pace of my fingers, and her head tilts back. I notice when she spreads her legs wider, though that ridiculous fabric prevents me from giving her a better orgasm."I promise I'll make you come better as soon as I find out if there's a bidhara inside you," I say. She squeezes her eyes shut, her climax making her look stunning."Hassan, I need..." she begins, but I know exactly what she needs."Let's go, then!" I say, withdrawing my finger from between her legs and bringing it to my mouth to taste her.Her hand reaches for the bulge in my pants, and I watch her lick her lips."Do you want this?" I ask, feeling her press against me."Get in the car, and you'll find out," she replies. I glance at her briefly and head to my seat in the car.Looking at Carolina, her smile is like that of a cat that just ate a canary. I drive out of the garage and head to the address she entere
MY FRIENDS FATHER 86 - Hassan Al-Makki
Hassan Al-MakkiFrank realizes I won’t say anything, so he approaches and serves himself coffee while I sit with my cup, starting to browse the news from the Middle East, my parents’ messages, and some sports updates.I notice several messages from an unknown number arriving, and an odd feeling takes over when I realize it’s from Carolina’s husband, asking me to take care of her.If the man knew that the most I did last night was care for her body, feeling her touch on mine, it was different. All I want right now is to go back to that room and inhale her scent again.I close my eyes, feeling the guilt trying to consume me. Just as I was about to drink my coffee, I notice it's already finished, so I stand and refill the cup.As soon as I sit down, the sweet perfume fills the kitchen. I see her eyes searching for someone, smile, and reassure her.However, hearing that she’s probably pregnant feels like it’s opening a gap between me and this beautiful woman, wearing a dress that accentua
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Hassan Al-MakkiBeing the son of the Sheik brought me far more problems than joys. I had the misfortune of losing my beloved wife while we were still expecting our first child.There were men who believed we weren't worthy of being who we were, or of my father holding the position of ruler. I spent months in depression, and before things could get worse, I decided to run away from it all, leaving Raja, my sister, as the heir.I fled to America, using my military knowledge to get a job as a security guard. I managed to land a position with a pop singer, but like me, he suffered from depression and ended his pain by taking his own life in a bathtub with many sleeping pills.Even though I ran away from my responsibilities in Sudan as the future Sheik, I never stopped sending updates to my parents and kept my faith in Allah, always carrying my masbaha with me, even at times during work.For some reason, I was chosen by Mrs. Lira to help protect her during the rescue of her son, who was in
MY FRIENDS FATHER 84 - Bruno Alcântara
Bruno AlcântaraI run my arm along her thick, defined thigh, pull her towards me and sink my nose into that sweet-smelling pussy I love. I use my fingers to part her lips and find that reddened nerve full of arousal.I leave her exposed, her skin rosy, and smile as I bring my tongue closer. I start licking from bottom to top, lingering on her clitoris, circling, sucking, biting and squeezing. The nectar I hadn't felt for almost a year came onto my tongue, bewitching me as if it were a dose of the drug I'm addicted to.The muscles in his legs were trembling, I felt his body relax, and I looked up to see a beautiful smile on his lips. His hands were free of my hair and I felt a caress on my beard, which was longer than usual. I lay my face on her hand, receiving her touch there.Her body slides down mine, sitting on my lap, our gazes meet and I can see all the pain there, the accusations that still linger in her mind and certainly, mine too.“Forgive me, my Goddess.” I beg again.Still
MY FRIENDS FATHER 83 - Bruno Alcântara
Bruno Alcântara Last night, she swore she would never trust me again, that our marriage would become nothing more than a facade. For months, she didn’t say a single word to me unless it was strictly necessary, just enough to keep anyone from noticing something was wrong. Even while hating me, she never reported me to the council. I won’t deny I felt a little afraid during every visit we were forced to attend together. She would always talk privately with our mothers, Fritz, and Alex. It was as if she enjoyed hinting that she had something against me. My mother stopped talking to me entirely during that time. They all punished me, and I accepted it silently. The seatbelt sign chimes, pulling me out of my memories. I need to focus on what to do. This time, it wasn’t my fault, even though I knew I had promised never to drink in anger again. The landing jolts me back to reality. The damage was done; now, I can only hope my Goddess will at least let me talk to her. When my pl
