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Chapter 63

Author: Amanda Bittencourt
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Patrick and Elena

Patrick was on his way home after a long day at work. If all went well tonight, he and Elena could try to make progress in the awkward relationship they were having. She still felt bad about being in his house against his will, but she couldn't say no. That was the condition Patrick imposed on him not to liquidate her father's company for the debt he owed him.

Patrick ran his hands over his face and gripped the steering wheel tightly. All he wanted was to be able to love a woman who wasn't the daughter of his worst enemy. From the man who had hurt her so much. From the man who had tried to kill him and who had managed to kill his beloved mother.

While standing at a traffic light, he remembered when he lived in Brazil, when his name was still Felipe Martins, the poor son of a cosmetics saleswoman, not Patrick Matarazzo, billionaire heir to a great Italian miner.

Life for him had changed a lot since his grandfather, more than ten years ago, after almost that
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