Adele speaks, entering through the kitchen door, dressed in riding clothes. She struts in, as if she owns the place. Her blonde hair is flowing freely, subtly made up, but noticeable. I can't deny that she is truly beautiful and that's why she captured my Christian's heart. Nor can I deny the flutter in my stomach when I see her, afraid that she might steal him away from me. But I won't give her the satisfaction of seeing me jealous; if Chris wanted her, he wouldn't be with me. She's the reason he agreed to marry. That gives me the assurance and confidence to know she's no competition for me.
"Good morning, Adele," I greet her dryly, staring at her without a hint of nervousness, continuing to eat my toast as if she doesn't exist. She moves with a riding crop in hand, clashing against her tall riding boots, seemingly trying to intimidate me. Seeing that it doesn't have the desired effect, she says something irritated, though trying to hold it back."We were waiting fo"As soon as they leave, I'll teach you! I really enjoy it, and the estate has vast stretches of land with beautiful landscapes. I'm sure you'll enjoy it as much as I do. That way, we can all do it together.""Dad, I want to go faster!" Lucas shouts."No, Lucas, you're not quite ready. Learn first, then you can ride a big horse.""Really, Dad?" he asks excitedly."Yes, I'll buy you a beautiful one!""Me too, Dad!" Lucy requests."Yes, my princess.""Dad, I'm tired, I want to get down. I want to play with the rabbits!" Lucy shouts upon seeing the animals running in the garden.I help her down, and she rushes out, followed by Marta. Lucas continues to enjoy his pony. Christian lets him do it on his own; I'm terrified, fearing he might fall at any moment. He seems like he's been doing it all his life. He handles his horse very well. I'm watching him from the fence when I hear a voice behind me."He's just like his father when he
"¡No, son, don't think like that! Calm down, if she sees you like this, she will get very upset!"My grandfather looks at me pleadingly. I understand what he wants. I approach, hug him and kiss him. He hugs me back and whispers,"Sorry Bella, sorry for everything!""I love you dad! I love you so much!" I hug him tightly.Finally, he calms down. We sat side by side. My father doesn't let go of my hand and kisses it every now and then. I let him do it because I know it's what he needs right now to calm down. Finally, my grandmother comes out smiling, my father is the first to hug and kiss her, and we all leave with her like that. We head to the house.Upon arrival, everyone was waiting for us. They are happy to know that he is better. But the joy dims when we hear Christian's mother."Son, we have decided to stay here in your house to spend more time with you all. We see the state of health of grandma and I think being with the whole f
“Yes, I spent the whole year there. All the other kids went on outings and left me alone. Grandpa would come and spend the day with me, and at night he'd have a woman look after me.”“Why didn't he take you out on outings?”“He didn't have permission from my parents. Mum hates them; Dad was the one who left me with them when they brought me home. That's why I don't know if something happened between them.”“I think something did happen, I don't know what, but those two have some unfinished business. And you know what? I haven't told you something my mother said some time ago, after the accident.”“What did she say? It's still early since Christie is keeping the children entertained. Why don't we take a walk in the garden? It would be good for us; I feel suffocated with so many people in the house.”“Me too; if there's something I enjoy about this place, it's the silence and solitude. Let's go;
I stay pensive, although my family has talked about my dad's girlfriend, I don't remember them mentioning her name, so I answer honestly."I don't know, it's the first time I've heard of her. Apparently, she was very important in dad's life, maybe his first girlfriend.""And my father wanted to take her away if he didn't and had her hidden somewhere.""Do you think your father is capable of doing that?""Yes, and worse things too.""I'm scared, Chris. What's going to happen to us? What's going to happen to my children?""Our children, Bella, and nothing is going to happen. They are mine, I will enrol them.""No! Not for now, let's make sure first that this between us is going to work and then we'll talk about that. Okay?""But Bella...""Don't insist, Chris, they are my children, I must take all possible precautions to protect them. I'm sorry, but I won't budge on that.""I understand."An awkward silence takes over the tw
"Yes, keep going, keep going my love, don't stop, please don't stop..."And his member settles at my entrance, I tense up, scared. But he kisses my mouth passionately, while his hands roam my body. Slowly, he penetrates my tight cavity. I feel a burning sensation, mixed with pain. Like my first time! A muffled scream escapes my throat. He stops, looking at me in amazement."Does it hurt, my love? Do you want me to stop? Are you sure you're okay? We can do this when you're ready.""I'm ready, I'm ready! Don't stop, just remember this is my second time. Almost my first time, it seems like it closed up again. But I don't want you to stop!"I reply and kiss him eagerly, biting his lip at the pain his entry causes me. He kisses my eyes, wiping away my tears that escape uncontrollably. He finishes by thrusting in one go. I let out a scream."I'm sorry, darling, I'm sorry, it'll pass, I love you Bella, I love you! Relax darling, that's why I thi
"I don't understand, didn't you give birth to your children?" he asks. "Although now that I remember, you were really tight last night, I thought it was because you were scared and tensed up.""No dear, I didn't give birth! See this little scar here? It's from the caesarean section. The doctor performed a caesarean section on me because I couldn't give birth naturally," I explain, seeing his surprised expression."You had a caesarean section?""Yes, apparently, my hips were too narrow. The doctor decided to do a caesarean section. The children were too big; she said they wouldn't come out on their own. I agreed because the idea scared me, hehe, I've always been a bit cowardly when it comes to pain. You don't remember, Chris, but I used to cry a lot as a child; you were always there comforting me. I cried over everything.""Really? You don't know how much I wish I could remember the love they say I had for you back then," he says with a hint of sadne
It's been a week since my in-laws arrived. So far, because Christian and I are truly in a relationship, it has been very difficult for them to find any evidence to the contrary of what we have told them. We are extremely happy, hugging and kissing each other without shame anywhere. Mum and dad are also happy that everything has come true, not to mention my children. They adore Christian and he adores them! Adele hasn't bothered us again; she spends her time talking on the phone. I think she has resigned herself to losing him. Although Christie says no, she must be planning some mischief. We laugh a lot with her; she's all excited because a French doctor she met on her last trip is coming to see her. She says he's only coming to bring her some things, but her eyes sparkle when she talks about him.Chris thinks she's infatuated with him. According to him, she finds it hard to trust people, and her previous boyfriend disappointed her a lot because h
Another thing that fills me with concern is my secret friend. After the last time we spoke, he stopped writing to me. He has completely disappeared. Who could it be? Could it really be a stalker? And if it is? Why did he stop writing? All of this is very strange; I haven't discussed it with Chris or my grandfather. I think I will talk to dad when I see him. Maybe he can investigate without causing a fuss, unlike my grandfather and Christian, who are obsessed with my security; I don't know how many men they have put to watch over me.Yesterday, we returned to work as usual. I missed it; being cooped up in the house all the time is not for me, even though we are already learning to ride horses. We do it quite well, says Chris. We explore the estate whenever we can. It is very beautiful and, as Chris says, it has fantastic places. In the company, everyone greets me with great respect and c
I watch him leave and I'm left feeling scared. I keep looking at the news in the newspapers and what they're saying about me is horrible, surely Dad will come when he sees this. What was I thinking? And my father-in-law? Will he be upset because I involved him in this plan? I just asked him to accompany me, I knew he would find them, he had them checked. He must know where Christian is, he has something to locate both of them."I won't stay here waiting for the police to come, I'll go to their room, I have to put on a good show, because if they implicate me in Christian's kidnapping, I'm finished. That must be Dad. I take my phone, and yes, it's him. He must have found out everything by now. What the hell was I thinking when I did that?! I take a deep breath and answer."Hello.""Can you tell me what on earth was going through your head to commit such a stupid act?!""Dad, let me explain, I didn't do anything, I just accompanied my father-in-law. The rest happened on its own.""Do you
As she speaks, she takes out everything she has. They reach the room where Christian is still asleep, having a very restless sleep. Doctor David immediately begins examining him; he has dealt with many cases like this in the association he works for. Santiago informs him of the type of drug Christian was given. At that Munent, Doctor Alfonso also arrives with the results of all the tests he conducted."We need to start him on a drip right away; we also have to give him all his medications. I managed to find out some but not all," Doctor Alfonso says."I have them here, doctor," Christie shows them again. "These are all the medications my brother takes, along with the dosages and how he takes them.""That's very helpful; pass me the information. I think you should all leave now and let the doctors take care of him."Everyone rushes out of the room, leaving the doctors engrossed in attending to Christian. Isabella is very scared, along with her sister. Marta starts making tea in the kit
At this moment, they are interrupted by Grandma Tania, who asks them to come for tea. Grandpa follows them immediately, inviting them to the living room. The children's laughter makes them turn their heads to see them running towards them. They arrive and throw themselves into their arms, kissing them happily."Grandpa, you came to see me!" exclaims Lucia excitedly."Yes, my girl, I came to see both of you. We came because your grandma also came to see you.""Does Grandma love us too?" asks Lucas."I have always loved you," replies Grandma as she leans in to kiss him. "You look just like your dad when he was your age.""Really, Grandma? Do I look like my dad?" asks Lucas excitedly."And me, Grandma, who do I look like?" Lucy asks in turn."You look a lot like your aunt, you even have dimples on your cheeks," Mrs. Thompson replies excitedly."Really, Grandma? Why are you crying?" Lucy asks."I'm not crying, I'm just excited and happy to see you.""Mun and Dad aren't here," says Lucas.
"Dad, I have to tell you something now that you said that.""What thing?" he asks as we walk towards the room where Chris sleeps."Yesterday afternoon, when we went to the market to buy clothes to go to the club, we ran into his parents, and my father-in-law..., my father-in-law...""What about your father-in-law, Bella? What did that heartless man do to you?"Upon hearing him shout furiously and seeing the terrible expression of hatred on his face, I become frightened and no longer think it's a good idea to tell him. However, I've already started and can't stop now. I will continue to trust my father as I did my secret friend. I won't hide anything from him; he seems to know Mr. Thompson very well."He was looking at me in a strange way, I thought he was comparing me to Adele, but... but... you know I don't have much experience with men, dad. But I think he was looking at me as a woman; I even saw him licking his lips while looking at my breasts.""Heartless womaniser! He hasn't chan
I don't know what to think or say right now. I told him so many things, shared my fears, talked about him, about Mum. Now I understand why my secret friend knew how I thought and understood perfectly without much explanation of what I told him, and gave me such good advice. I run towards him and hug him again, happy that he shows me in that way how much he loves me."Are you not upset?""No, I'm not.""Can I now be your best friend instead of your secret friend?""Yes, yes, Dad, I would really like that!" "Then answer me honestly all those questions I asked you." I pause, right now I want to tell him the whole truth, but I'm ashamed of what I did, going to the club, not knowing who the father of my children is, and above all, that Christian is not. I promised not to tell anyone, but Dad is no one; he's my dad! I slump into a chair not knowing what to do or say. It's not just my secret; I need to discuss it with Christian and even with Grandpa. For now, I'll tell him only what I can
Standing before my father, who observes me in silence, I patiently wait for him to speak. What does it mean that Christian is here in his house, and what did the doctor mean by that? He gestures for me to follow him into the study, and I do so quietly. He sits at his desk and switches on the computer."I want you to see this, Bella. Before I tell you anything, and for you to understand why your husband did what he did."I approach slowly, feeling like I'm about to witness something unpleasant, but I need to know. As I arrive, I see a video of a young man stumbling around a house, his gaze vacant as if he doesn't recognise anyone. I focus and realise it's not our house; it's another one. When the man turns, I see that it's my father when he was young. There's another person being taken away whom I can't recognise because their face is blurred."What does this mean, Dad?""That drug they gave your husband yesterday. That day, my girlfriend was supposed to meet me and disappeared; I neve
I catch Christian's face and kiss him, making him forget about them. I keep doing it for the rest of the night, even when we get into the limousine, I don't let go of him. We are all a bit drunk. But Christian instructs the driver to stop."Christie, take this key and go with David and Marta to the hotel where my company's party will be held.""Why my brother?" she protests. "I'm very tired! Whatever it is can wait until tomorrow.""I want to check something. Please, Chris, do as I ask," he turns when he sees she is really drunk. "Take care of them, David. Let's go, Bella."We get out of the limousine, which drives away, leaving us in the complete darkness of the street. Another car approaches, and we get in; it's one of the security guards' cars."Where to, boss?" the driver asks. I am also a bit drunk, so I just follow my husband without knowing what he wants to do."Take us to the estate," he orders very seriously, and I still don't understand. "I di
I jump to my feet and we head to the dance floor. He wraps me in his arms and we dance non-stop for over an hour, laughing and completely happy with my husband, who also seems to be enjoying himself. We return to our table to rest for a bit. The girls are lost, but we're not worried, they're well taken care of. I see Christian furrow his brow and follow his gaze, and I can't believe it. Adele is a little further away, with a woman I can't quite identify, but she seems familiar!"Bella, by any chance are you wearing something my parents gave you?" Christian asks suspiciously as he inspects me."No, my love, why do you ask? You know I don't like jewellery, I only have these earrings that are gifts from my mum and the ring you gave me, nothing else.""I'm starting to suspect that one of us has a follower who tells them where we are," he says as he takes another sip of his drink, still looking towards where she is. "You're ruled out, I don't have anyth
I go to Marta's room, who is clad in very tight black trousers that accentuate her beautiful body. Her hair is tousled and adorned with garments, reminding me of the wild girl I met in France."Marta! I almost didn't recognise you!" I exclaim, truly astonished to see her."Why haven't you dressed yet?" she asks, ignoring my exclamation as if it were nothing."I came to see what you were going to wear to match. I've never been to a nightclub, you know," I explain, unable to stop looking at her; she is truly beautiful. "Marta, you've really surprised me. You're very beautiful and you were hiding it.""Stop exaggerating, I just fixed up a bit. What do you mean you don't know what to wear? Bella, we bought you the clothes you should wear, put them on.""Don't you think it's too tight?""No!"At that moment, both she and Christie, who appears dressed almost the same as Marta but in gold trousers, say simultaneously. Mine are dark blu