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
Helen narrates.After several days of being in the clinic, we came home. I was walking in with Camila in my arms and Dylan by my side when I heard a: "Surprise!" They were all gathered in the hall of the mansion to receive Camila. Each one looked at her with admiration, and she passed from arm to arm, until the baby began to cry, and she was handed over to me. I was anxious to have her in my arms again; I never wanted to be separated from her.On the other hand, Dylan junior was still in his room, it seemed strange to me, so after breastfeeding Camila, I ran to see the love of my life, I hadn't seen him for so many days, it felt like years had passed.I climbed the stairs with difficulty. I was afraid to go up the elevator, not after what happened last time, so even though it took me a few minutes to go up, I made it.As soon as I entered his room, my heart broke into a thousand pieces, I was lying crying in a fetal position."Dylan my love here is mom, what do you have my life? Why a
Dylan narrates.When Helen had told me that the children gerente with the clown, my body start to tense up, my hands start to shake and my heartbeat slow.I ran inside the mansion to look for them everywhere, desperate. While holding my head in frustration, I opened one by one the twenty-two rooms that my house had, and they weren't there. They were nowhere. What would he tell Helen? How did he investigate her face to tell her that she had kidnapped them?I started screaming like crazy, calling the head of security.“I want you all looking for the children, all of you! They must show up! They can't have taken them under their bloody noses, for God's sake!” I screamed at the same time that I held my head in frustration, I heard the voices in the distance and a pain in my chest did not let me breathe.“Dylan my children, Dylan, where are they?” Her countenance of hers was pale, and it broke my heart to see her like that.How did I tell my wife that I didn't know where our children were?
Dylan narrates.There was a bloody doll with red paint, and multiple knives in her abdomen, she was blonde like my daughter, and I immediately panicked."Gonzalo! Marina can murder them, she is capable brother, she is capable!” I started crying when I saw that scene.“Let's find a solution, Dylan, let's do it, calm down, brother” Gonzalo tried to calm me down, but I was so desperate that it seemed impossible.Along with that atrocity, there was a folder with a cleanly worded document, where it specifically said that I made a clean and legal commitment to deliver all my assets to him. At that moment, I didn't care about anything, I was sure I did, not even all the fortune I had could pay what my children and their well-being were worth, I was totally sure of that.I kept reading the folder, there was a note that said: “sign and leave it there. Don't talk to the authorities or my lovely nephews are going to pay for it."Immediately how my body began to convulse, a product of the fear th
Helen narrates.I was lying in bed, thinking about how cruel life was. My children were the most important thing in my life, and then they were going through who knows what. I felt overwhelmed, desperate. She looked towards the window that overlooked the balcony; dawn had begun to break.Seconds later I sat up in bed, Soledad and Margarita were each asleep in an armchair, surely tired from taking care of me all night. I got up trembling from the cold and went to the balcony. My breasts were swollen from retaining breast milk; so, I started to cry, how could a person be so cruel and take her children away from a mother?I forcefully took the toys that were in my hands and hugged them, while I continued to look at the sunrise with great sadness. Camila always woke up early because of her.milk, I imagined that I was crying at that moment and felt helpless for not being able to do anything.Then I started crying again silently with a lump in my throat and a horrible pain in my chest. It
Helen narrates.It had been a few weeks since Camila's discharge, so we decided to celebrate her birthday, but this time something more intimate at a restaurant that Dylan had bought. That day he would be ready just for us, so I was finishing getting ready to go.I was wearing a royal blue body-hugging dress that reached to my ankles and silver heels. I loved that color. But what about my hair? It looked elegant because she had pulled it up into a high ponytail.My little princess was wearing a pink dress, it made her beautiful blue eyes stand out even more, and Dylan junior was wearing a blue and black ball gown, which matched my outfit. He looked beautiful with sunglasses on, all smug and gallant, my God, he didn't lose his knack!We got out and got into the car. I had decided to learn to drive when I had some time, since going from driver to driver bothered me a bit. I still wasn't used to the glamor of the life I was leading, what can I tell you? I liked the simple.We got to the