Brianna thought her grandfather was lying and as soon as they arrived at the castle, everyone went their separate ways, looking for memories in every part of the place, except Brianna. She went to her mother's room. There was a painting right above the headboard. Her grandmother didn't let her in there when they lived there. She realized that everything there had belonged to her mother. Brianna didn't want to think about it, so she went to the painting, and when she took it down, she discovered the safe. She typed in the date of her birthday and the safe opened with a small pop. Then she got emotional and cried. Her mother had really been with her and talked to her. She saw that there was a lot of money in the safe. She could live comfortably for the rest of her life, without working. She went to the closet and realized that her mother's clothes were all there. Clean and perfumed. Her grandmother probably told her to keep her room clean. She took a pillowcase and put all the money
An employee of the house came to tell Brianna, who was sitting on one of the benches in the labyrinth, that her fiancé was waiting for them to have lunch together. Brianna stared at her for a few seconds, and it was only at that moment that she realized that she didn't know the name of any of the staff. She didn't want her children to have the same upbringing that her grandparents had given her. She didn't want them to feel superior to anyone. She wanted them to value people, to take care of their home and their things. After all, everyone who worked in the house ended up becoming a member of the family. How many secrets was that woman in front of her, who must have been the same age as her, hiding in order to protect her family? “I'll be there in a minute.” Brianna decided to reply, to free the young woman. She would start a new life somewhere else and would know the names of everyone who helped her. She couldn't do that there. Even if she had time, her grandfather wouldn't ap
“If that's your condition for marrying me, know that I'm a man of honor, and I keep my word, and I give you my word today, that I won't let your grandfather take any of the children we have.” “Can I trust that? You gave Dad your word that you would allow our son to be taken by him.” “I didn't give my word. He asked me as a favor and I said I'd think about it. He must have concluded that I accepted, since I didn't give up on marrying you.” Brianna looked at him suspiciously. “E... What are you? Dad says you're an animal, but to me, you look a lot like a human.” He smiled. “Do you really want to know? I can show you what I am.” “Just tell me.” Brianna said fearlessly. “I'm a werewolf. Half man, half wolf.” “And why are you like that?” He shook his shoulders. “I don't know, Brianna. Do you know why you're a Bruma?” Brianna wondered. She just was. There was no explanation. Or at least, she couldn't explain it. “Will our children be like you?” “I don't know.
Brianna, thinking that her grandfather would find it difficult to control his anger at the decision she had made with Dester to leave his house immediately, and not wanting to face his fury, preferred to wait for Dester in his room. There, she showered and changed her clothes. There was nothing interesting on TV, so she took her father's book out of one of the suitcases and started reading. The story was moving, and at times she cried. Overcome with emotion, she heard a knock on the door. She got up, quickly wiped away her tears and went to answer it. Another employee came to call her. Her fiancé was already waiting for her. Brianna put the book back in her bag and asked the employee to help her downstairs with them. When he arrived in the lobby, his grandparents were waiting. Her grandmother couldn't hide her tears, and her grandfather was playing strong, when everyone could see that he was struggling not to fall apart. She felt no pity, but hugged him for the last time, and sm
“Aren't we going to live here? In this country?” “No. We're going to Italy, after the wedding celebration on the blue moon.” He said and rolled his eyes, as if he thought it was all nonsense. “Why didn't we go straight to Italy? Why didn't we get married there?” He took a deep breath. “Because my wife wouldn't allow me to have another wedding ceremony in the country that is our homeland.” “Wife?” Brianna couldn't have been more confused. “You didn't say you were married! Did my grandfather know that?” “You didn't ask, and every time I tried to speak, you interrupted me. Your grandfather knows about this condition.” “Your wife... She's at your house, right?” “Yes. She's going to stay here and take part in the wedding. Don't be jealous, Brianna. We werewolves are famous for being very virile.” Brianna bit her lips in frustration. But she wasn't worried about his wife. If he left her there, she wouldn't get to know the blue-eyed man. “It would be easier for me if.
Brianna felt like crying, but held back. She remained silent while he bragged about his properties and his fortune. When he was finally satisfied, he took her back to the house where she would be staying. He didn't go in, but before saying goodbye, he kissed her fiercely. Brianna kept her lips closed, even when he bit them until they bled. He pulled away from her, who kept her arms crossed, and smiled with satisfaction. “I like that you're like this, Brianna. The process of taming you will be painful for you, but it will be very pleasurable for me.” He got into the car and started it. Brianna felt cheated. Not just by Dester, but by her grandfather, and by her mother. She had advised her to go to that place, and now she had no resources to escape. It would be easier to run away from her grandfather. There, it was full of armed men who would watch over her night and day. A few months passed. Brianna lost herself in time. At first, she spent many hours locked in her room, not
They were the blue eyes of her dreams. She couldn't stop staring at him, and for a moment, she was afraid that he would disappear. That it was just a mirage, or a vision. He held her gaze, and there was admiration in them. Brianna shook her head so that the image would disappear, but he was still there. So she decided to explore his features. He had black hair, in a cut that she had seen on some of the boys there, but she thought it looked better on him. He was wearing dress clothes, and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to the middle of his arms. He stood up, and she could see that he was quite tall and had a muscular, athletic build. She could tell, without fear of making a mistake, that he was the most beautiful man she had ever seen in her life. He smiled and approached her. “And where were you hiding?” He asked, and his voice sounded like a caress to Brianna. She didn't know what to say. “Are you mute, or don't you speak my language?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Boss... I advise you not to get too close to that woman.” “Why not?” Henry asked amiably. “She's the boss's fiancée.” “How can that be? Dester is already married.” “The culture of people like him... Of... Ah! He's part of a sect that accepts men marrying more women.” Henry frowned. “I already live with other men, from the same family as Dester, and... They only have one wife.” “Yes. Some wives don't accept that they remarry.” Henry sighed. “She's beautiful. Dester never told me about her.” “Why should he? You're partners, not friends. They're getting married soon.” “She told me that, and other things...” Henry then began to tell the boy the things she'd told him, and he noticed the pallor on his face. Even if he didn't confirm it, he already knew. Brianna didn't lie. “Boss... He does these things with his fiancée, but he's forbidden anyone to talk about it, and she's forbidden to tell either. If he finds out, he'll kill us both and lock her up somewhere. He