HENRICO
"O what are you going to do with it?" I stare at the photos on my desk, ignoring my best friend's question.
What am I going to do with it, he wants to know. Well, I'm fucked, because I have no idea. Not anymore, at least.
"You can put him in jail and finally get your revenge." Guilhermino points out, showing a euphoria that is not enough for me.
HENRICOIt seems that fate wants to play with my face, making my father-in-law and my ex-wife line up right in front of me, just like in the past. Aurora keeps a hand on her stomach protectively, her blue eyes are startled and dart from me to her dad. She got in between us, preventing me from returning the punch the traitorous bastard threw at me."Fuck, woman! Get out of my way! I startle, clenching my fists until my palms turn white."Get out, I'm going to finish this bastard off." Augusto growls, pushing his daughter to the side. She loses her balance and almost falls.Guilhermino curses behind me, and I tighten my fists even more."You don't have respect, do you?" Nothing is more important to you than yourself. His eyes narrow and for a second, I see a flicker of regret as he stares at his daughter."You better go, Henrico." Aurora says, sounding tired.I narrow my eyes at her, studying her image, her hair is tied in a ponytail on top of her head, light makeup adorns her face and
AMELIA Dallas, Texas.I read the fate of the passage again, squinting at the woman who brought me into the world, she is sleepy, has a lost look and has been silent since we left the house. There was no argument when Dad informed them that the two of us would be traveling to another country later today, all there was a long exchange of looks between them. No protest or battle, just acceptance. She looks devastated, actually broken in the poetic sense of the word. Lost in her own thoughts, unable to comment on our trip or anything minimally relevant. This is driving me crazy.
AMELIANot.Not I can think of no other reason for a person to move to this town than to hide from the world. Missouri is a city in Texas and I can say that "end of the world" is more appropriate, although, the city is slightly charming, I can't bear to look at all the horses, goats, chickens and pigs that Melissa raises. Although, she has become friends over the last few days and her son is the cutest thing. Which of course makes me think of the son my sister is carrying in her womb, my first nephew, and how difficult it will be to be away from him.I sigh, looking at my newest friend's interaction with her husband.
AMELIA"Close the windows!" Orders her, pulling the covers and covering herself in full." No, I will no longer accept meeting like this." I pull the sheet from over her body and throw it on the floor.She stands up with fury in her eyes and her face twisted in disgust."Listen here, young lady. He points his finger at my face. "I'm your mother and I demand respect, do you hear me?" Scream.I cross my arms, not
HENRICOAt small, soft hands rest on my chest as she settles on my cock, smiling in depravity as she settles in and gives the first wiggle." Damn! " I growl, taking my hands to her slim waist and squeezing hard, causing her to groan and come down hard on my length."You are so good to me." She whispers with her eyes closed, throwing her head back and giving me the perfect view of her small breasts. My mouth waters and I grab her neck from the front, bringing her right up to my lips.
AMELIAThe automatic door of Queens's main airport opens and a sequence of flashes goes off, Mom covers her face with her bag and I hurry my steps towards our car. I thought our return to Brazil was a secret, but apparently Dad is not in control of everything."Excuse." I ask a journalist who tries to prevent my passage, asking a sequence of inappropriate questions.
AMELIA" I found you."A snarl leaves my lips just as hands clamp over my mouth and I jump in place, startled."Quiet. " The harsh and moody tone makes every hair on my body stand on end, I struggle in search of freedom as his free hand wraps around my waist and presses me against his body.I would recognize that voice anywhere.
HENRICOI rest her left foot on my thigh and finish tying the laces, just like I did on her right foot. I feel her eyes burn into me the entire time, but I linger over the simple task and put off meeting her eyes and talking to her.I can hear your heartbeat and feel your nervousness.Now that we've fucked, I'm not sure, I'm ready for a conversation. I don't even know if I want to have one. When I got out of the car and came after her, I didn't have any rational thought circling my mind other than confronting her and demanding an explanation for leaving. I was furious, I've been living on the edge since she sent that damn text and destroyed the altar of perfection I created for her.The fault is mine.
( A CHANCE FOR LOVE) AURORA My feet are like stones as I climb the stairs. " How are you my dear?" I raise an eyebrow at him, pausing on the bottom step. " Come. I laced my fingers through his, pulling him into my room. " Do not make noise. " I point to the door of Arthur's room and make si
( A CHANCE FOR LOVE) César I always lose track of time when I'm with her, but this time, it's different,I am willing to make this moment something unique and special. "Look at me, Aurora." I ask, careful not to startle her as I try to bring her onto my lap.
(A CHANCE FOR LOVE)AURORAArthur and I spent the night at the hospital, so he could be monitored more closely. Cesar went home after much protest from me as soon as I found out that he hadn't slept for over thirty hours. Amelia and Henrico also returned to the farm with the promise of returning the next day, but Anna was adamant about spending the night with me.Neither of us really slept."You need to rest, Anna.
( A CHANCE FOR LOVE)AURORAI couldn't stay in the room while they revived my boy.I'm lying on a bed like Artur's, but in a separate room and with two nurses having to hold my legs and arms for a third to medicate me. My throat is sore, but that doesn't stop me from screaming my son's name, even though my body is getting heavy and I can't keep my eyes open anymore.ARTHU
( A CHANCE FOR LOVE)CÉSARI lie in my bed with Aurora's image in my head, her feline, dogged gaze stealing my breath until I finally fall asleep and wake up several times during the night. When I arrive at the office, my eyes are heavy and tired. With lack of proper rest, but when define rambles on about my patients and reveals that Cassie got better overnight, run to the little girl's room and sleep passes.I love my work.I fucking love it!
(A CHANCE FOR LOVE)AURORA"I... h-hmmm." I pull the phone away from my ear enough to read the name on the display and figure out who I'm talking to, then I bite the inside of my cheek. This can only be a joke." It was Arthuzinho who called."I defend myself and I hear your laugh, cocky to the fund."Clear.""I'm serious!"A break, and then I look into the cat eyes of my offsprin
(A CHANCE FOR LOVE)AURORATHIS SHOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED!Swim in the pool that Henrico he had it built after he married Amelia and I don't come out until I'm s
(A CHANCE FOR LOVE)CÉSARI have no idea what went down last night, but the way the blonde is avoiding me, I'm betting I fucked up. Few people know that I suffer from sleepwalking, only my parents and my ex fiancée, I never slept with another woman after I broke up with Silver and I take all possible shifts at the hospital to avoid being home alone. The episodes are not caused by any physical illness, but they started at the end of my childhood, on the last night at my paternal grandparents' house, when I was ten and on vacation. Since then, my nights tend to be unpredictable. No explanation."Stop looking at me. "Aurora he speaks only so I can hear, preten
(A CHANCE FOR LOVE)AURORAAURORAThe loss can only be understood by those who have loved. Well, at least that's how it feels to sleep in the guest room my sister chose.in the house that was once mine. WhenI met Henrico years ago, my heart was broken, the man I loved had just sailed to another continent and to get revenge I married another. Unfortunately, acted on impulsiveness and