She is my fiancée

Bruno couldn't believe what he was seeing. The love of his life was standing in front of him, holding his brother's arm. He thought it might be a cruel joke that destiny was playing on him.

"What is happening here?" he asked, completely bewildered.

He screamed in despair, hoping that it was all just a nightmare. "What is all this?"

His brother, upon seeing him, approached with a smile, unaware of what was going on. It was a complete surprise for Dante to see his brother there. He had told them he couldn't attend.

"Brother, you're finally back," he said with a big smile, approaching him for a hug.

The girl looked at him bewildered, unable to believe that he was there. A myriad of emotions crossed her face, and then she turned completely pale.

"Bruno, it's not what you think. Let me explain," she said, unable to believe he was standing in front of her. She never expected to see him there.

"What the hell are you going to explain to me? While I was waiting for you in Italy to get married, you're here getting engaged to my brother."

He grabbed her arm roughly, and the girl started crying uncontrollably.

Dante turned to him and pushed him away, completely furious.

"What the hell is wrong with you, brother? How dare you treat my fiancée like this?"

René, their father, immediately approached and took both of them by the arm, leading them to his office.

"Don't you realize that you're making a scene? It's clear that there's a misunderstanding here," he said.

Dante looked at him with deep hatred, not understanding what was really happening. Bruno didn't know how to say it; he didn't want to hurt his younger brother.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you acting like this?" he asked, trying to find a logical reason for all of this.

"Your fiancée is my fiancée," he blurted out. "She has been for the past six months."

Dante paled upon hearing that. He couldn't believe it. His perfect world had just crumbled with his brother's words.

Bruno showed him videos and images of his past two years with Shelsy, which coincided with the same time Dante had been with her. Dante took Bruno's phone to see those pictures. Shelsy looked very happy with him.

The beautiful and statuesque model Shelsy Cavalli Shiviello had just mocked the Leone brothers in the worst possible way.

Dante stormed out of the office in fury, his father tried to stop him but couldn't.

"You're nothing but trash, Shelsy. How could you do this to me? I love you," he shouted, trying to hold back his tears.

He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her out of the party, regardless of the guests who were watching.

"Dante, I can explain. I didn't know Bruno was your brother. You're Dante Leone, and he's Bruno Vitalli. I swear, I was planning to break up with him as soon as possible," the girl tried to justify herself.

"Get out of here. You're nothing but garbage. If you ever come near any of us again, I want you out of our lives and our family. Otherwise, you'll pay for what you've done to us."

Dante screamed furiously in the midst of the attendees. What he thought would be the happiest day of his life turned out to be the saddest.

"That's enough of a show. What are you all waiting for? Everyone get out of here," he shouted at the guests, who quickly left while whispering among themselves.

His mother approached to hug him. She couldn't believe what was happening. It was very hard for her to see her son suffer. That damn harpy had made them all suffer.

The brothers had been very close since childhood until Bruno left for Italy to pursue a master's degree in bioclimatic architecture. Dante stayed in New York to finish his own architecture degree. Their father, Rene Leone, was a famous architect recognized in the country. Bruno decided to use his mother's last name, Vitelli, as he wanted to make his own way. Dante, on the other hand, used his father's last name, knowing it would open doors for him in the world of architecture.

A year had passed since they discovered Shelsy's betrayal. Dante became promiscuous, a complete playboy. His character hadn't changed; he was still the same prankster as always. However, women no longer held any value for him. He believed they were only good for two things: the bedroom and causing trouble.

Bruno focused on work. There was nothing else for him outside of that—just work and family. He had become ill-tempered, overly authoritarian, perhaps even bitter, being the older brother. Their father insisted that he take control of the companies, becoming the CEO of the Art Bio Leone corporation, where Dante served as the vice president.

His father decided to leave the companies in his hands so he could travel with his wife, Mara Vitelli. Despite not being Bruno's biological mother, she had acted as his mother since he was young. He only held a few bad memories of his real mother, who had abandoned his father and left him behind when he was just four years old. He hoped to never see her again.

It was the weekend, and his friend Brando Brown was celebrating his birthday with a party at his mansion. Bruno couldn't refuse the invitation, even though he hated parties. They had been lifelong friends.

After spending some time socializing, the bartender sent him a drink. He felt that it tasted somewhat strange but thought it might be because he wasn't used to cocktails. Minutes later, his body started sweating profusely, and his mouth felt completely dry. He decided to retreat and rest, hoping to feel better soon.

"Brando, I'm not feeling well. Could you lend me a room to rest?" he asked, fanning himself with his hand.

—Por supuesto, amigo mío. Ni siquiera tienes que preguntar. Ve y usa la habitación en la que te quedaste antes —respondió Brando, notando que Bruno no se encontraba bien. Algo no iba bien, tal vez había bebido demasiado.

Bruno subió a la habitación dejando las luces apagadas. Tenía un terrible dolor de cabeza y un calor insoportable. Algo no iba bien, su cuerpo reaccionaba de forma extraña. Decidió darse una ducha con agua fría.

Incluso en la oscuridad, se sentó en el sillón al lado de la cama. De repente, escuchó voces y alguien entró en la habitación. Entonces se dio cuenta de que habían cerrado la puerta.

"¿Qué diablos está pasando?", se preguntó confundido.

De pronto, percibió el exquisito aroma de una chica. Trató de resistirse, pero lo que había consumido lo atormentaba. Se levantó, agarró a la chica por el brazo y la arrojó sobre la cama. "Si este es tu juego, entonces jugaremos juntos", dijo. La chica se resistió y lloró. No entendía por qué hacía eso, pero estaba seguro de que había puesto droga en su bebida.

No podía controlarse. Disfrutaba de su pequeño, hermoso y frágil cuerpo. A pesar de no estar completamente consciente, podía notar que era su primera vez. Trató de contener sus impulsos lo más posible, pero sabía que se estaba comportando como un sinvergüenza. Sin embargo, si eso era lo que la chica quería, entonces eso fue lo que obtuvo.

Nicole no podía creer que su hermana Sondra insistiera en que la acompañara a una fiesta. Era inusual que Sondra la invitara, ya que Nicole no era de las que asistía a fiestas. Por eso no pudo negarse cuando su hermana se lo pidió.

Llegaron a la fiesta, y después de pasar un rato con su hermana y sus amigas, un camarero derramó accidentalmente una bebida sobre su vestido.

—Nicole, ¿qué le pasó a tu vestido? —exclamó Sondra, visiblemente molesta—. Deberíamos subir para que puedas cambiarte. Brando nos ha reservado una habitación y nuestras cosas ya están allí.

—Está bien, Sondra. Iré a cambiarme —respondió Nicole, siempre haciendo lo que su hermana le pedía.

Subieron a la habitación. Cuando llegaron, Sondra simplemente la empujó hacia adentro y cerró la puerta con llave. Nicole no entendía por qué su hermana la encerraba. La habitación estaba a oscuras y trató de encontrar el interruptor de la luz, pero de repente sintió unos brazos fuertes que la jalaban y la empujaban hacia la cama.

Escuchó la voz profunda de un hombre que decía: "Si este es tu juego, entonces jugaremos juntos". El hombre le arrancó el vestido de un tirón. No podía creer que esto le estuviera pasando. Trató de gritar, pero él le tapó la boca con la mano. No podía aceptar que esta fuera su primera vez.

Él la besó desesperadamente en el cuello, sus grandes manos recorrieron su cuerpo. Ella tembló de miedo. Sintió un dolor terrible cuando él invadió su cuerpo. Ella solo quería despertar de esa pesadilla. Ese hombre había destruido su sueño de permanecer virgen hasta el matrimonio. No sabía si podría superarlo.

Shelsy subió las escaleras para buscar a Bruno. Esperaba que no descubriera que le había pagado al camarero para que le pusiera un afrodisíaco en la bebida. Entró en la habitación oscura y de repente sintió que la empujaban hacia la cama. Siempre había querido estar con Bruno cuando eran novios, pero él siempre se negaba. Planeaba emborracharlo la noche de bodas para que no se diera cuenta de que había estado con otra persona antes. Esta vez, esperaba que, con la droga en su organismo, no se diera cuenta.