Everything passes, but nothing has Ian talked to Adam every day by video call after he got home from school. At first, they were alone, so that Ian could call Adam his father without confusing his brothers' minds. Ian agreed that when they were old enough to understand, they would tell him their secret. After a few months of this routine, Anna began to take part in their conversations. Adam could see her as a friend, although he couldn't forget that she was the love of his life. The two became friends over time. Sometimes he called Naya. The night they spent together wasn't enough, and even after she got married, he continued to frequent her bed, only stopping when she announced her pregnancy. When the child was born, Adam went to visit her in the hope that it was his son, but the girl had all Naya's features and the shape of her face was identical to her father's. He left disappointed. He left disappointed. Of course, Naya didn't have to get married. He gave her the oil com
The night was cold, but the two werewolves staring at each other didn't seem to notice. They were creatures that were half man and half wolf. Creatures that everyone believed only existed in children's stories to scare children. They were legends, yes. But they really existed, trying to survive in a world of mostly humans. One of them, with gray fur, had its claws raised and was tapping each other, as if sharpening its sharp, enormous nails. The other, with brown fur, was snarling at his opponent, while other yellow eyes, like little beacons in the darkness, watched from a safe distance. The brown-furred werewolf lunged forward to attack. He still didn't understand his opponent's superiority and as soon as he got close, inevitably too close, the gray werewolf raised his claw with astonishing speed, even for a werewolf, and swiped with his claw at the other's face, and when he withdrew his claw, one of his quarry's eyes was stuck to his fingernail. The werewolf
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
Anna got out of the car and a man in a black suit opened the gate of her old house for her to enter. Fear was visible in his eyes. She didn't know what to expect. Anna couldn't feel happy about returning to the house where she grew up. She didn't know how she would be received by the man who had literally bought her, and being received by someone who worked for him was not a good sign. Would she be just another maid in that house? She knew he had a wife, who didn't accept the situation and left him, but she was afraid, because a man at that age could have fantasies that denigrated women. All the big mafia bosses were famous for their eccentric tastes. The man who opened the gate, however, spoke courteously. “Come along. Boss Allister left instructions on how to receive you.” “He left instructions? Isn't he here?” “We can't talk about the chief's routine or activities, miss.” He said and motioned for her to follow him, after taking the small luggage in his hand. Anna foll
“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
Her thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of an elegant man, wearing a black suit and with an expression as if he was constantly angry and hated everything and everyone, who stopped in front of her and stared at her as if she were a cockroach. “The boss told me to take you home.” Anna stood up immediately. “Is he all right? Is he awake?” He looked at her with disdain. “The orders weren't... From that boss.” Anna narrowed her eyes and stared at him fearlessly. “I don't have to obey the orders of any other 'boss'!” He nodded affirmatively. “He said you'd probably say that, but...” “There is no 'but'! Go back to your boss and tell him that I'm not going anywhere without my... Boyfriend!” The man stared at her again as if she were a worm, but he spoke calmly, and no one noticed the threat, apart from Anna. “You may refuse to accompany me, and in that case, I must hope that you had the good sense to say goodbye to your father, because you will certainly never
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
The door opened and the maid, Sarah, who hadn't shown up for three days, arrived with a forced smile. “Hello, Anna.” “You've disappeared.” “I work at the boss's mansion, and I only swap places with the maid who works here when he comes over. I know how to do everything the way he likes it, so...” Anna stared at her uncomprehendingly. Did Allister's boss son have a relationship with that woman? “Oh! You two...” The woman smiled and her cheeks turned red. “Yes. When he comes to see me... But not very often. Anyway, I always like to be around if he needs me...” “I see... Why don't you two date, get married and...” “I'm twice his age. A bit more than twice, I'd say... Although, I know I look younger even than you yourself.” She said, fixing her hair and Anna noticed her face covered in make-up and felt pity. She looked to be in her fifties, but she thought she should cheer her up. “Age doesn't make much difference. All is old enough to be my grandfather, and yet w