Rise, Mafía Heirs

The sixty-two-year-old man, eyes the color of the sky on a rainy day, looked at the beautiful sixteen-year-old girl, a bit of a redhead, as her hair was only red at the ends and curled in graceful natural curls, while the rest of her hair was golden and slightly wavy, with accentuated freckles near her nose and beautiful green eyes, swinging on a seesaw in a garden, while he talked to her father, without him being able to see her expression of desire. “I have two properties in Brazil and one in Ireland, which is all the inheritance I received from my late wife.” Her father said. “I've already visited these properties, and they don't even pay half of what you owe me... They would pay a third, and maybe interest...” The man replied without taking his eyes off the young woman. “That's a start, until I can raise the rest of the money. I can pass on these properties so that you can give me some more time, a few months until I pay off my debt...” The man turned to the young woman

“Las Vegas?” “You have three casinos there. I want to get to know each of them and...” “Don't look at me like that, Anna!” All asked with a smile as she undressed him with a look. It had been seven months since they had met and now she believed she loved him and her desire was insatiable. He liked knowing that, of course. It was good for the ego of a man his age to have a beautiful young woman who worshipped and desired him, but he feared that before long, he would no longer be enough for her. He never imagined that he would fall in love at that age, let alone that she would fall in love with him. He couldn't have sex with her. There was something about her that inspired in him the desire to offer her much more than he had intended. All came to love her with the affection of a father. She dreamed that she would marry him, and then he would complete and consummate the final act of sex. What the poor young woman didn't realize was that behind him, there was a pack of werewolve

On the third day that she was imprisoned in that room, Anna was looking at the cars passing by below, interested in actually throwing herself out of that window, when she heard angry voices coming from inside the house. After a while, she realized that they must be in the next room, and she put her ear to the wall to hear what they were saying. That maid hadn't come back, and she needed to distract herself with something. “What do you want me to do?” “Stop any lawyer from having access to him!” said an older woman's voice. “And what exactly am I supposed to do? Have the legs of every lawyer who presses the doorbell broken?” “You know more effective ways of stopping people...” There was a silence and Anna was livid. They really were dangerous. In those seven months, she hadn't heard All relate to her business in any direct way, and perhaps this had created a false illusion in her that he was a good man. “Even if I killed all the lawyers in our country, I couldn't kill all

Anna didn't understand what that man was up to. It didn't seem like she was living in reality. Maybe it was just a nightmare. “What's in it for you?” “I've surrounded my family's assets with care, and there are two loopholes left. One of them, I hope All doesn't remember it, because I won't be able to intervene, but one of these loopholes is that you become his heir if you marry him. And the only way I've found to stop him doing that is this. You can't officiate two marriages.” “I can marry any man to avoid that, it doesn't have to be you.” “Believe me, I don't want that. But I'm not going to put myself in the position of someone who can be blackmailed... I don't trust anyone and... I can't let my father go without his toy.” “What happens if I don't sign?” “There's no chance of that.” “You can't make me!” She saw his gaze flash dangerously. “Do you want to bet?” “If you say you're going to kill my father, do it. I'll be sad, but that's all there is to it.” “

Anna entered the room and locked the door. She started pacing back and forth. It couldn't be happening, but it was. She had to be realistic. She couldn't live without the man she loved. He wasn't just the man she loved. He was her only friend. She had no one else. Without him, she had no will to go on living. She looked at the window. She was so distressed, and her thoughts were screaming so loudly in her mind, that she didn't hear the people calling her name, desperate outside the door. She went to the window and tried to pull it up, but it was jammed. She pushed for a while, but the handle wouldn't budge. Anna discovered at that moment that she hated that kind of window. Who had been the asshole who had closed it? She remembered that it had been raining, and the window had probably been closed so that it wouldn't get wet inside. That didn't matter now. She went to the bedside table and picked up the lamp. She began to break the glass of the window and then the sharp shards, a