Brianna took a deep breath. She didn't care what he would think. Henry needed to know what kind of danger he would face if he dared to help her. “Dester's brother hates me because women like me don't usually become wives to men like them.” “Women like you?” “Humans.” Henry was thoughtful for a few seconds. “I understand, Brianna. It's crazy, but I believe it. I know that Dester isn't human. He's... I've seen situations where... If he were human, he'd be dead. Not to mention the impressive speed that he sometimes can't control, the whispers I speak and he hears, as if I'd shouted. One day, a man fired a few shots and hit him in the head and chest. Dester didn't go to hospital.” “How do you know that? Did you see him get shot?” “I did, Brianna, because I was the one who shot him.” “Did you want to kill him, Dester? I thought you were friends...” “He thinks I'm his friend, but I'm not. I approached him, and when the opportunity arose, I hid in the shadows, wearing
Brianna felt like laughing and put a piece of bread in her mouth. What a fool Dester was! There was no chance of her getting into his bed. She'd kill herself first. “When are you going?” She said with her mouth full, to disguise her amusement. “Don't get too excited yet.” He said tasting her, who noticed his debauchery. “Henry will take care of keeping you in line. And you can be sure that from what I know of him, he'll be creative enough to make you want, and even beg, for my punishments to get rid of him. And don't think you'll get a day off. He's staying here while I'm away. My wife has decided that she wants the house to herself until I return.” Brianna remained silent. Henry wouldn't touch her. She was sure of it. That's why he was so happy. Henry had managed to fool one of the most dangerous men in the world. Even his grandfather feared him. He could imagine what it meant for Henry to be able to outwit the man everyone considered lethal, who murdered his family, using
Henry punched the steering wheel, startling Brianna. “Dester never took you anywhere around here? No store, no movie theater? No...” His voice was furious, contained with immense effort. “No.” He reflected. “I'm sorry, Brianna. You deserved so much more than he gave you. He's miserable.” “It doesn't matter anymore, Henry. Now I know he'll never see me again, and that's no consolation. I'm free of his hands.” Henry stared at her briefly and then went back to concentrating on the traffic. “I need you to know something.” “Is there a problem?” “I don't think so. The trip to Búzios. It wasn't my idea.” “Who...?” “Jasmine. Allister's wife.” “Why did she do it? Did she know what you were planning to do?” “She thought it was necessary, after seeing what happened to you. The way you were humiliated.” Brianna leaned back in the car seat, thoughtful. “Jasmine... she's not human either, but she's not a werewolf.” “She's a good woman. It doesn't matter what ki
Brianna looked at him tenderly, and the pent-up tears rolled down her cheeks. “I'll marry you, Henry. That's all I want. But I need to ask for two wedding presents. You come with me to Scotland. We'll start our life together in that country... and promise me that if I ever leave, you'll get on with your life. Promise me that you'll remarry and start a family with someone else.” “Why would you leave? I promise I'll do everything I can to make sure you never want to leave. As for living in Scotland, I don't care. Anywhere with you I'll call home.” “At some point, I'll have to leave.” Brianna said, remembering her mother's words. “It won't be of my own free will.” “You need to know, Brianna, before you agree to come with me, that I live in a profession that involves danger. I can't give you exact security. Of course, I'll surround you with protection, and you'll have a relatively normal life, because if you stay with me, you'll have to accept that you won't be able to go
And Jenna could only reveal the contents of the diary, where she revealed all those secrets, if one day her daughter avenged her death and sought her out to find out the story that led her there. And as Brianna's last words, this time in the first person, she's going to tell us everything she was feeling on the day of her death. “That night I woke up feeling the pains of childbirth. Henry is lying in bed as I write these words. I'm not going to tell him for now. I want our last day to be perfect. That I go away knowing that I have left in his arms the little girl who would not be raised by either of us, but who would need assistance. And who I'm sure will become the greatest love of his life with my departure. I went into Anna's room. Her beauty will attract evil. I see red eyes in her future... Anna is different. She was born to be the revolutionary Bruma. Maybe it means the end of witches. I hope it is. I told Jasmine about my dream. I looked at her son. He's going to corrupt
Maxwell crossed his arms when he realized that Anna was staring at him. “I'm not leaving until I've hugged my children and spent at least an hour with them.” Adam saw Anna's passionate gaze on Maxwell, and his fury grew in his chest. “That's not what I agreed to, Anna.” Adam said flatly. “Please, Adam. I... Let me take advantage of the fact that we're already here? I miss them so much.” “Then go, so you can have that hour soon. I have to leave. Appointments, remember?” “I have something to sort out in this house, too, before I leave.” Anna said and turned to Max, when she realized that this time Adam didn't object. “Is she here?” Maxwell stared at her with fear in his eyes, but before he could say anything, Adam intervened. “You're crazy if you think I'm going to allow you two to be alone! That will never happen again, but if Max comes with me, I don't mind you staying here.” He said amused. Anna turned to Adam with a reassuring smile. “That's great, Adam.
The woman's eyes widened in surprise and embarrassment, she abandoned the garlic and stood up hastily, staring at Anna in fear. “Forgive me, Mrs. Lens, please? I didn't know you were so young, after all, you're the mother of four children...” Anna squeezed her eyes shut and looked for a point of lilac light in the corner of the woman's eye, to test if she had the same gift as her mother, but she saw nothing. “Why did you mistake me for a maid?” “Well... Camille wears elegant clothes made from expensive fabrics and is looked after by the best professionals, such as hairdressers and manicurists, while you are wearing casual clothes, just like the rest of us who work for her? Camille doesn't even leave the house, but the clothes that arrive for her... She always looks elegant, even in this hot weather... Not a hair on her head is out of place.” “I think you've now learned that clothes don't define who a person is. But I'm not ashamed of your mistake. A domestic worker is just as
Anna stared at her for a long time, then smiled. “Do you really think I would help you destroy my husband's life? You're right, what he's doing to you is a crime. But... you're very wrong in some respects, Camille. Max is a powerful man with important relationships with the highest authorities in all countries. Do you really think there aren't a thousand witnesses to the fact that you seduced my husband in an attempt to secure a high position in life?” “That's not true...” “Do you really think there's the slightest chance of you escaping? You're going to spend your life here, serving as his whore in bed, until he gets tired of you. And I advise you to keep watching these movies, so that you always have something new to make him happy. Because the day your usefulness runs out, I'm not going to send you to your country. But to a ditch. Do you know what it means to eat grass by the roots, Camille? Then try to be very creative. Because I'm not a fan of my husband's practice.