Anna arrived back at Adam's mansion with a heavy heart. Although she remembered that when she had first seen the house, she had wanted to live in it, because it was exactly the way she had always wanted, she could no longer remember the good times she had had there. There was nothing left for her, and she felt agony at the thought of having to live in that house again for an indefinite period of time. She looked at Ian, and he seemed excited. She didn't know if, like her, the house was exercising in him the same childhood dream of the perfect life. She still didn't understand what had happened to Adam, who got out of his car in Las Vegas and got into another car that she knew Bonnie was in. He had changed into the Adam she had known. He didn't talk, he didn't laugh, he didn't look at her, there was only indifference in his eyes. But he said goodbye to her and Ian, promising that he would visit the next day, when they were rested from their trip, and that he had things he neede
Adam felt like killing Kate, but took a deep breath. “Kate!” “I've tidied up, according to your instructions.” She finally said. “Come on, Ian. Let's see your new room. Let the women gladiate themselves.” Adam said debauchedly and Ian took his hand and held out the other to Genevieve who accepted the mute invitation, immediately, to be guided to her new room. Once they had left and it was just the three women, Kate leaned back on the sofa and stared at Bonnie and Anna alternately. “You should look in the mirror with Anna, Bonnie. I once said that you were a poor imitation, and now I find out that I was wrong. Not even the color of your eyes resembles each other. You bear no resemblance whatsoever. Even Anna's hair is silkier... I'd be ashamed if I were you.” “Who are you to talk about shame? You're nothing but a whore, whose existence only serves to deposit sperm, the ejaculate of many men, when they want it.” Kate smiled reassuringly. “And what's the differenc
Kate nodded. “Despite Max's resemblance and charisma, which far surpasses Adam's, they are the opposite of each other. It's as if you were in a river and jumped into the sea. E... Anna! Max is perhaps more dangerous than Adam. I know that the Alpha isn't someone with a flexible personality, but he doesn't share the desires that dominate the men of the Lens family...” “I don't understand.” Anna said, frowning. “Forget it.” Kate said, holding out the empty glass to Anna, who came over, poured it, put the bottle down and sat down next to her. “You met Max, and you didn't fall in love with him?” “He was always very snobbish and ignored me. But I'm not going to lie. I had intentions with him. Max studied with me. But it passed after Adam began to enjoy my company too much and we became lovers. We were friends, and lovers. I never thought I would stop loving him. It wasn't in my plans to seduce a big boss and live with him. But life pushes us in the right direction. Also, I alwa
Anna stood up and straightened her skirt. “I'm going to shower and change. I need to rest from the trip.” “Your room is the same. Nothing has been touched. I just had it cleaned and your old clothes washed. You might want to wear something more suitable for the climate here.” “Thanks, Kate.” Anna said, and headed for the stairs, remembering every detail of that house. It was still as she remembered it. And she also remembered the way she had come down that staircase the last time she had been there. She climbed up with her chin held high, and went to her old room. As Kate had said, it was just as she had left it. Her clothes were clean and fresh-smelling, and just the way she liked them. She decided she would wear shorts and a shirt and went into the shower. ... Caricatura entered the room as soon as Anna had left, poured herself a brandy and filled Kate's glass again. “So... Who is the man you love?” Kate stared at him, unsurprised. She remembered too late that he was
Anna, oblivious to what was going on in Kate's room, went from room to room, until she found Adam and Ian in a room with lots of guns hanging up, as if it were a Hoploteca. Anna crossed her arms and hissed to make them aware of her presence. Ian looked at her and then at Adam, with a guilty look on his face, and Adam looked at her with a longing, carefree look, when he saw that she looked exactly as she did at sixteen. He felt his love inflate his chest. He regretted the resources he had to use to get her to come home with him, but he didn't know how to detach himself from that love. She was an addiction he liked to have. He still craved her, as if he had never touched that body. However, while his feelings towards Anna didn't change, Adam discovered that he loved Bonnie too. Not in the way that you love a woman and want to have children with her. But in the way that he delighted in her presence. He still didn't know if Anna would demand that she leave, but if she wanted to, he
Maxwell arrived at the gate of the mansion, and very annoyed, he had to let his car be subjected to a meticulous search. “Sorry, sir.” One of the men from the house guard, who were manning the entrance, came to inform him of what had happened. “We don't suspect you. But Mr. Henry told us to check every car that tries to enter here for anyone who might have hidden without your consent. You'll also notice that more cameras have been placed everywhere around the property, and they have motion sensors. There's no way anything can get through without us keeping an eye on it.” Maxwell pressed his lips together in a thin line. His brother's joke showed how unprotected his children were. “That's how it should be. I have nothing to apologize for. I have you to thank for protecting my family while I was away.” Maxwell replied. “Mr. Henry left us instructions in case you wished to leave with your family. He left everything planned out so that if there is still someone alive spying
Camille stared at him with wide, surprised eyes and remained silent for a while. It was obvious that she was attracted to him. Just like all the other employees in the house. Whenever he appeared, they looked at each other in admiration of his beauty. Determined, she turned and walked to the door, locking it. Then she returned to Maxwell. “I'm ready, sir.” Maxwell wasn't surprised, but his eyes darkened. “You know you don't have to do this, right? I won't fire you if you refuse.” Maxwell wanted her not to feel forced to do something she didn't want to do. He also felt he should give her the chance to say no and walk away. “I want to... But there's something I think you should know...” “Tell me.” Maxwell couldn't help the impatient tone in his voice. “I'm still a virgin.” Maxwell was surprised this time. He'd thought she'd tell him there was a price, but he hadn't expected that. “How old are you?” “Eighteen years old, sir.” “Did you start working with us
Maxwell was exhausted. As soon as Camille lay down and closed her eyes, sweat dripping down her body, he smiled with satisfaction and turned to go to the bathroom. But he froze. Suddenly, Maxwell felt his world collapse, and it was as if he had lost something he had earned with a lot of dedication and love. He felt that he had broken something that could no longer be repaired. Standing in front of him, sucking her thumb, and with the other hand holding a large teddy bear, which was dragging on the floor, while thick tears fell down her face, was Tayme. Her eyes made her emotions transparent. She was feeling ruined. Camille realized something was wrong and sat up in bed to see why Maxwell was standing naked in the middle of the room. When she saw Tayme, her face burned. She tore the sheet off the bed and hid her nakedness. She had completely forgotten about the connecting door between Tayme's room and her parents'. “Tayme...” Maxwell started to say, but didn't know what to