Helen narrates.After dropping Dylan off at the mansion, we headed off in a van to a special place he wanted to show me.I was sitting in the passenger seat with a blindfold on, nervously holding my dear Dylan's hand.When we reached our destination and I got out of the car, the cool breeze ruffles my hair and an exquisite melody fill my ears, as if they were the waves of the sea breaking on the shore. The aroma of salt water filled my nostrils, and the breeze made my body bristle.I walked down a rocky road until we finally came to a stop. He gently removed the blindfold and what I saw with my own eyes was something I couldn't believe. It was a wonderful two-story house, illuminated by headlights."Do you like it?” The tycoon asked, taking me by the hand, to drag me inside him."Oh, my love I love it!” I expressed to turn around and kiss him.He kissed me gladly and then he picked me up, taking me into the house in his arms, as he had dreamed of in the past.He took me up the stairs
Helen narrates.There I was once again, in front of the mirror, while my mother helped me fix my hair. Thanks to my dear pregnancy, which I had to clarify, I felt absolutely nothing but hunger. Unlike Dylan's pregnancy, that one alone made me very sleepy and craved sweets. Where had I stayed? Ah yes, back on topic; I was there in front of the mirror, getting ready for my wedding.Yes, we had to advance her before my belly grew too big, because I was sure that would happen very soon, since the dress was a little tight on me and I was barely almost two months pregnant."You look beautiful, my girl" my mother told me, accommodating the long train that was attached to the dress. I told you that everything was going to be in her place.At this I smiled at her because all those years she told me the same thing, and at that moment I understood why she said that."Thank you, mom, I'm nervous” I expressed with a blush. I was getting married for the first time, but for me it was yes, since that
Helen narrates.The next morning when I opened my eyes, Dylan was not by my side. He was used to getting up early, so at five in the morning he was awake, so I got up to clean up quickly and look for him.She hadn't toured the beautiful house, which seemed small but cozy; so, when I left the room, my eyes were filled with wonder at what I was seeing. There was a beautiful spa you could visualize because the walls were made of glass. I kept walking amazed and I was much more surprised to see a huge bubbling pool, it seemed unreal, plus a few other rooms that I didn't see because I was desperate looking for the kitchen or the living room that I never found. I didn't understand where I was, the only thing I could see was a staircase that led to the upper floor, but wasn't I already on the upper floor? I didn't understand anything, last night I was so asleep that I didn't realize where Dylan had taken me.Then I was going up the stairs to find myself in a huge room, with paintings and fur
Dylan narrates.My eyes snapped open, and the first thing that came to mind was Helen and my baby in her womb. I looked to my side, and there she was, her fragile body was battered; she could only think about whether she was alive. I touched her desperate pulse, and she was still alive, I got out of the car that the entire front part had been smashed to get out my wife, who was bleeding from her forehead. Desperate to know that she was okay, I took her into my arms. I tried to wake her up, but she didn't react; In those moments, my heart beat a thousand per hour.It was a lonely road and, as expected, the car that hit us was gone.I walked with her in my arms, desperate for a doctor to see her, until a car took pity on me and took us to a clinic.All the way to the clinic, I kept praying to God that she and my son were okay. I checked her body desperate for her, looking for if she had a broken bone or a bruise, but no, I only saw the blow on her forehead, and she didn't react.“A doct
Dylan narrates.Margarita's voice calling me took me out of my thoughts.“Mr. Dylan, Mr. Dylan, the lady just woke up!”I felt my body tense up. I wanted to run, but I was sitting there, unable to move from shock. After coping with the situation, I got up and ran out. I ran so hard as if they were chasing me. I was breathing hard, and I felt tears of happiness welling up in my eyes.When I got to the room, everyone was outside. I saw my son Dylan crying and Andrea sobbing. They all looked at me with an expression of terror that worried me. At that moment, I saw Gonzalo talking to the doctor.I looked at them all in disbelief, unable to understand anything. I entered the room and saw the reason.Helen was curled up in a fetal position, crying. She had ripped off all the pathways that monitored her and she was staring at nothing.“Helen my love, my queen, how are you feeling?” I went over to kiss her, hug her. She looked at me as if she didn't know me and blurted out a few words that le
Dylan narrates.Even though I had fallen asleep late, I felt that I had slept enough. I was pleased with that, so I opened my eyes and stretched to see the beautiful woman next to me. Helen, without a doubt, was beautiful. Her silhouette, although no longer that of a child, was fragile.I got up carefully so as not to wake her up and went into the bathroom to take a shower. When I came out, wrapped in a towel, I saw her sitting on the bed, trying to cover her eyes with theimpression that it caused him to see me naked. And then I wanted her to remember how many times she had made love to him until we were tired, until we were tired.“Why are you covering your eyes? Don't you know who made that baby you're carrying there?”“I said pointing to her bulging belly, beautiful.”She smiled and removed her hands from her flushed face.“It's just that I'm still not used to it” He looked down at her shyly, and I swear he wanted to fuck her right there; but he didn't do it for the simple reason
Helen narrates.I didn't remember anything, that was true, but I knew I had two children, one in my womb, and one that was so identical to that man in front of me, that I couldn't be surer it was his father.And not only that, that man caused me a strange sensation, and there were moments when I wanted to kiss him with all the lust that could exist, as there were other moments when I just wanted to cry on his chest.It was like he could give me everything I needed. It was perfection in person, so much so that I felt safe. It was like when you go down the street and run into a stranger, but you absolutely trust that person, as if you had known them all your life, or when you feel like you've seen that person somewhere, but you don't remember, that's what happened to me with him. I felt a deep desire to sleep with this stranger, with this stranger I loved and wanted madly.I kept watching him take off his clothes. He was looking at me, but I was static admiring his handsome manly silhou
Helen narrates.I was sitting there drinking a cappuccino that Margarita had given me while watching Dylan and Dylan junior play soccer in the garden. It was so beautiful to see my beautiful men, it filled me with joy, I was definitely thankful to God for my family.Since the day I regained my memory, little by little the other memories had come to me, and although I sometimes had nightmares about the accident, Dylan held me and calmed me down.She was already thirty-seven weeks old, and well, it was a matter of days to give birth. My mother told me that surely, she would not take me the forty weeks because she was no longer new, so she already had everything ready. And it is that with the millionaire on top of me it was difficult not to have it, because she kept suffocating me to the point that she wanted to run away.I caressed my belly while taking a sip of my coffee; It was delicious. I tried to get up but that huge belly wouldn't let me, since it was so big that it seemed like it