Gael"Hey, everything okay there?" Amidst my hell, I hear the sound of her sweet voice. She's here. My saving angel came to rescue me, even though I'm not deserving of salvation. "Gael, look at me!" She pleads with a low voice, but I don't want her to see me like this. I'm broken, bitter, and surrendered to my blindness. Because yes, I've been blind all this time. "Gael, please! Please!" In her whispered plea, I feel her embrace, and I hear her sobs. Is she crying for me? Don't cry, my girl, I am a monster and don't deserve your suffering! I think about pushing her away. I wanted her to leave, to let me be, but her presence made my entire turmoil move in slow motion. All her noises and destruction stopped the moment she hugged me, and I clung to that gesture, letting her envelop me in that embrace. "Come, I'll take you home.""No! I... don't want to be alone there!" I lament."Okay, Gael, come with me!" Ivy helps me up from the ground, and we walk embraced out of the cemetery and into
IvyThree days later...After our separation, things have been exactly as I wanted, as I dreamed for myself. I even start to think that due to my desperation, I ended up rushing for an immediate outcome. I won't be ungrateful not to recognize that Gael D'Angelo did a lot for me and my mother as well, but the fact that he felt like he owned me was bothering me, and our last fight was the tipping point for me to want distance from this man. Comparing our situation before with Donna and Roland D'Angelo's, I believe we were heading towards the same destiny, and that sends shivers down my spine. Today, I can say that I definitely know Gael D'Angelo deeply. Everything he hid is now out in the open, and damn, I've never felt so much anger towards a human being as I do towards his father. A man I never even met in my life. Knowing that Gael was tortured into accepting his father's insane ideas to the point of despising and hating the person who loved him the most in this world seems unimagina
IvyA few hours later..."Ah Bia, thanks for the referral, friend! This place is perfect!" I hiss into the phone as I enter my office after a prolonged meeting with my new bosses and my assistant. My eyes momentarily stop on a beautiful flower basket, decorated with extravagant ribbon bows, and then on the chocolate basket next to it. I smile as I get closer and look back. However, upon returning to the flowers, I notice a card among them and wonder if the office arranged this welcome for me."I'm glad you liked your new job! You know you can still hang out with me and the girls at your house, right? It'll be like an extra for you," Bia's words wake me up."I know. You're amazing, friend!""But tell me something. Did you like Sobral? He's not just handsome, right? Oh, friend, I think I'm in love!" She practically purrs on the other side, making me laugh at her comments and the sighs that follow."I still can't believe you're dating the majority partner of this company!" I scold. "And
Dylan ThompsonDo you believe in love at first sight? Well, I believed in that nonsense until just a few days ago. When I saw her stepping out of the elevator for the first time, Ivy immediately caught my attention. Her sad and apprehensive eyes unleashed in me an insane desire to take care of her, to tell her that I was there for her, that I would take care of her if she allowed me. But I'm sure that if I had made such a proposition, I would have been considered a crazy person. Not to mention that it would have caused a stir among D'Angelo Corporation employees. I could never act solely in her favor. Not on her first day, and especially not on our first encounter. Especially since the girl didn't really know me.The truth is, it wasn't the right time to act on my instincts at that moment. Anyway, the fact is that I didn't even have a chance to approach that girl, because overnight I lost my light to an egocentric and annoying man who seemed to have a king complex. Mr. D'Angelo, my bo
IvyIn the car, we were somewhat well-behaved, but all the time his thumb was making little circles on the back of my hand, while my emotions were flowing in an almost maddening way. I'm not going to lie, I'm in awe of this new romantic and completely attentive Gael. And when the driver parks the vehicle in front of the mansion, he calmly gets out of the car and helps me out too. I have to confess that all this care and silence is leaving me with expectations and my heart seems to want to burst out of my mouth at any moment.Unlike the other times, Gael entered the hall of the house, closed the door without haste and, still holding my hand, we went up the stairs and straight to his bedroom. Again he was careful to close the door with frightening calm and again I waited for his feline and sensual attack, but nothing happened. So I just filled my lungs with air when he slowly walked up behind me and held my shoulders with a gentle firmness, slowly sucking in my scent.— Eu quero você, Iv
GaelThe night passed too quickly, but I couldn't close my eyes. I simply couldn't close them. I was simply afraid of opening them the next morning and not finding her in our bed, and realizing that it was all just another dream of mine that had happened over the last few days while we were away from each other. However, she never disappeared and with each passing minute I became more and more certain of my reality. Ivy is really here and I've made love to this beautiful woman!Love.It's as intense as it is suffocating. Yet it's beautiful and horrifying at the same time. It's strong and enveloping in a way that makes me afraid. Yet I still want him for myself. Deep down Roland was absolutely right, this feeling could destroy me. But it also has the power to rebuild me. I know it does, because that's exactly what happened last night when I was pulled violently into its light and strength. And when Roland wanted to scream in my ear, this feeling spoke louder and I was completely absorb
GaelA child can be shaped in any way the adult wants. They can become a brutally aggressive thief or a mega-businessman. Or we can make him a cold and cruel murderer, an aggressor, a weak human being with no expectations... in short, adults take advantage of his innocence to shape him as they wish. I think as I watch my children together in a single cradle. Miran holds my index finger tightly, while I stroke Marie's fine hair.They are my everything! I think overflowing with love for them and frustrated, I think about what happened to me.I know why hypnotic therapy sessions have opened unimaginable doors for me, some difficult to bear and others that have shown how wrong I was about Donna D'Angelo. In all the vastness of a luxurious mansion, she was my only companion, the person who talked to me, who showed me the right way, who cared for me and gave me attention. Her love and affection were immeasurable and knowing that she endured Roland D'Angelo's mistreatment alone, just to keep
GaelDonna's letter.Hi, son! If you're reading this letter now, it's because you've finally accepted my request and come to the place where you've always belonged. I can assure you that I'm nervous about writing these words, but believe me, it's for the best! Talking about my past has never been easy, especially having to look you in the eye and say that I failed as a mother. And even if you are now convinced of my love for you and say out loud that I didn't fail. Yes, I did! I should have given my life in exchange for yours, but I didn't because I wanted to have everything, including you. Anyway, let's get down to business.Before I tell you everything that really happened the day I left home, I want you to know a bit about my story. My name is Donna Mason. I grew up in an orphanage in the greater Seattle area and only left when I reached the age of majority. The nuns sent me to a shelter because I didn't have anyone to look after me or a house to live in. I even had my first job as