Sofia “Not for less! After all you’ve been through, it’s understandable,” Brandon insists.“But wouldn’t it be better to go to the hospital to take a look?” he insists.“No. I’m fine. I swear if I feel anything different, I’ll go.”“Okay,” he doesn’t seem satisfied with my answer, but agrees.The ambulance is the first to arrive, and paramedics begin to attend to a shocked Leanne. Brandon talks to them, briefly explaining what happened.The police didn’t take long to arrive. Again, he takes the lead, explaining the situation and pointing the gun on the counter. One of them, wearing latex gloves, collects the object and puts it in a plastic bag. Then he approaches me and asks me some questions. At the end of half an hour, the officer informs us.“Well, I’ll need you to accompany me to the station for the detective to take your statements.”“Okay,” I agree, standing up.“I’ll take you,” Brandon approaches.“Don’t worry. Emma and Jay can take me.” I looked at my friends, who agreed prom
Sofia I withdraw my hands and take a few steps back.“I would never be with garbage like that!” my disgusted expression.“Now I know that… and I hope it’s not too late.” then, to my shock, he drops to his knees in front of me, and I stare at him wide-eyed. “I admit I was an idiot, a fool who let himself be manipulated. Call me whatever you want! But I’m here now. Begging for your forgiveness.”I approach and reach out to force him to stand up.“Brandon, don’t do this! Get up…” when I’m close, he wraps his arms around my waist and rests his head on my belly, disarming me.“I know I’ve been away, but let me make up for lost time. Come back to our home, my love. That place is so sad without you! I’m so sad without you!” he then stands up, takes my face in his hands, and kisses me passionately. “I love you so much, Sofia! Can’t you see that? Come back to me, angel! I can’t live without you anymore!”I step back, turn away, and hold my head in my hands. Not only that, but I’m trapped in t
Sofia "You don't have to lie to me…" His fingers are caressing the sides of my ultra-sensitive breasts now. "I don't need to lie, my beloved! You look beautiful!" He kisses me tenderly, busy getting rid of my bra. The garment is discarded, and he is now appreciating my now-enormous breasts. A lascivious smile takes over his lips."And look at these beauties here…" His hands take my breasts, which barely fit in his hands, and his thumbs tease my nipples. I held my breath. It's strange. My sensitivity has tripled. His fingers continue pushing my stiff nipples from side to side, now with a bit more firmness."So, you like big breasts, huh?" I tease, feeling a shiver run through me. "I like your breasts. Whether they're small or large." Moistening his lips, eyes fixed on mine, Brandon begins to lean in. When I feel his touch, I almost go into instant ecstasy. I gasp and hold his head. The reaction is so intense that he startles."Everything okay there?""Everything! Just don't stop…" Bef
BrandonAs there are no more clothes of hers in the apartment, Sofia had to wear one of my T-shirts and my boxer. She looked really cute in that outfit! It triggered a feeling of possession and protection in me. Now she is in front of the mirror, putting the dress over her body to admire. I walk up to her, holding her waist and kissing the top of her head. I just can’t stay without touching her for too long.“I’m going to take a shower and put it on!” she announces.“But you ate so little!” I complain.“It’s okay, I don’t usually eat much, anyway. And I’m already satisfied,” she says, and then heads to the bathroom, stopping at the door. “Well… you know… maybe I need some help…” she looks at me sensually, and I already feel an erection coming. “To scrub my back…” she blinks innocently. “Would you offer to help me, husband?”Before she even finishes her sentence, I’m already kicking off my shoes and getting rid of my T-shirt.An hour later, we’re in the garage, and I turn to her with a
SofiaI asked Brandon to wait for the baby to be born before we got married again, but the man was unyielding! He wanted the ceremony before Aaron arrived. So, here I am, with a belly almost nine months pregnant, squeezed into a white dress, but the happiest woman in the world!In a corner, I watch as the makeup artist gives the finishing touches to my father's makeup. I laugh and shake my head. He insisted on it because it made him look very good last time.My mother can't stay still. She walks back and forth to make sure everything is going well. She seems more anxious now than the last time I got married. Not only that, but she keeps saying that the baby could be born at any moment because that's how it was with her. So, she checks on me every five minutes to see how I'm doing. And I reassure her because I've never been so well! Laura adjusts my hair every time she passes by me. I chose a structured hairstyle with small flowers here and there. Since my hair is straight, it was a bi
SofiaFirst, I felt discomfort in the lower part of my back. Something like pressure. But it quickly passed, so I ignored it. I’ve felt this in the past few days. My doctor said it was normal. I continued in lively conversation with my mother and other women I met today. Next to me, with a hand resting on my knee, the one Brandon occasionally massages with affection. He’s talking to Taylor and my dad about sports, I think. Since we’re not going on a honeymoon now because of Aaron’s imminent birth, we decided to stay a little longer at the party. Everything was so perfect, just as I dreamed.Then, I felt the baby move in a way I hadn’t felt before, and I became alert. My belly felt tight and then returned to normal. Suddenly, I felt wet, as if I had peed in my clothes. Alarms started ringing in my head. This is it. The time has come. Aaron wants to be born to make this day even more special. I smile to myself.Since I’m not in pain, I manage to stay calm. So, I place my hand on my husb
SofiaThree days later, I'm still trying to get used to the new routine. Aaron is actually a calm baby, waking up every two hours to feed, and the rest of the time, he's in a deep sleep. But I've found that being a mother means being alert all the time. Brandon has been wonderful! He helps me every time I breastfeed. He takes the baby, brings him to me, and stays by my side until I finish. How can I not love this man?Today, a Saturday, he took advantage of the fact that Laura came to spend the day with me and pamper her godson to do some work in the office. We sat on the balcony, she's holding Aaron in her lap, completely enchanted."Well done!" I say, crossing my legs and placing my hands on my lap. "Now, tell me your story."Laura pursed her lips. She knows what I'm talking about. Then she sighs and settles more comfortably in the armchair."If I'm going to tell you, it has to be from the beginning…" SofiaThree days later, I'm still trying to get used to the new routine. Aaron is
Konstantinos When that cute and feisty little thing entered the Laios group building, I immediately deduced it wouldn't be the last time I saw her. I have to confess, I was pleased about that! But I didn't expect to see her right here, in the weekly meeting. The terrified look she shot me and the paleness that took over her face upon realizing who I am… Oh, that was incredible! The desire to torment her took over my entire being. Not that she was mistaken to be angry about the earlier incident. She was right, and I don't usually make such careless mistakes. I'm not selfish, nor rude, as she suggested. I was just genuinely running late, and if there's one thing that stresses me out, it's being late for my commitments. And I despise people who do that! I noticed that, aside from being beautiful, the girl is a wordsmith. She didn't allow me to explain or apologize. Not to mention, she showed me the middle finger and refused to hold the elevator for me, which was quite childish. And amus
Isabella Aaron's expression turns serious as he absorbs the impact of my words. The tension between us escalates, fueled by our mutual stubbornness. "You know, Isabella," he retorts, frustration tinting his voice, "you're quick to judge without really knowing me. But I won't waste my time trying to prove something to you." I scoff, feeling a wave of anger. "Prove something? Why should I care? You're just another arrogant, spoiled man who thinks he can have whatever he wants." His eyes narrow, a flash of pain crossing his face. "You think you have me all figured out, don't you? Well, let me tell you something. There's more to me than meets the eye. And maybe, just maybe, if you took the time to look beyond your preconceived notions, you'd see that." I shake my head, unable to let go of my resentment. "I highly doubt that, Aaron. Actions speak louder than words, and so far, all I've seen is a man who thrives on power and manipulation." He takes a step closer, his voice low and inten
Meeting Aaron Reeves and Isabella FerraraIn this vibrant city, where the diverse aroma of kitchens fills the air, I, heir to the prestigious "Sabor de Sofia" restaurant chain, am constantly searching for new inspirations to maintain the exceptional culinary standard set by my mother. And then comes Isabella Ferrara, a talented and passionate chef known for her authentic and innovative restaurant called "Enchanted Gastronomy." I had heard of her before, but... damn! I had no idea she was so beautiful! Big, blue, speculative eyes. A mouth... I would pray to taste. Well-shaped, full, and in a heart shape. And the body. Oh, that body! She's not very tall, but she has curves that left me dizzy. Yes, she definitely shocked me with her appearance.Our paths crossed unexpectedly during a local culinary event, where we were invited to showcase our specialties. However, from the start, there was an antipathy between us, coming from her side. My familiarity with running a culinary empire clashe
Sofia"Good, but I have another reason for being here.""Tell me, because I'm dying to change the subject!" Laura declares, putting Aaron, still asleep, in the car seat and heading to the kitchen to get two glasses of iced tea. I follow her, leaning on the counter, as she serves us."I have a proposal for you."The girl furrows her brow and peeks at me."Proposal?""Yes. After everything that happened, I realized that my priorities were a mess! Especially after everything that happened at the restaurant. I owe a lot to my husband and son, and that needs to change.""And where do I fit into this story?"I smile, teasing, knowing that it annoys her because she's very anxious."Sofia!" she scolds, stomping her foot. "Spit it out, woman!"I laugh and speak up before the other person has a crisis in front of me."I would like you to be the manager of the restaurant.""Me?""Yes. You. My beautiful friend, whom I trust the most in this world and know will handle the job well.""But I know no
I have my lips pressed together as I observe Laura's reaction. I've just told her what we've been through in the past few days. She's motionless, her breath held, her restless eyes scanning my face as if processing the information she just received. Then she gives me a brief but tight hug and goes to the baby carrier where Aaron is peacefully asleep, picking him up and cradling him lovingly against her chest. Her eyes are now closed, and I notice a shiver running through her. "By God, Sofia! Why didn't you call me?" Her voice is deep and trembling. "I had no idea what you were going through!""I was already so scared, knowing I was at risk, with my house taken over by a battalion of police. I was terrified at the thought that David might find out somehow, and then I would never see my son again!" I run my hand over Aaron's back, who remains asleep, oblivious to everything that has happened to him. "And, to be honest, I didn't even have the mental capacity to think about anything else,
Sofia"We have to be careful. He might be armed," one of the officers cautioned the others, reminding everyone of the seriousness of the situation.Unaware of the shadow trailing him, David seemed to be searching for something in that abandoned place. Out of sight, we followed every move with bated breath, eager for any sign that Aaron and Laureen were nearby.Then, a murmur came over the police radio, indicating they had found something. The suspense heightened as we watched the team stealthily approach a rusty door. David, still lost in his thoughts, remained oblivious to the presence of the police.The door creaked open as the agents carefully opened it. The darkness inside swallowed their outlines, but their silhouettes moved with determination. A beam of light from a flashlight cut through the darkness, revealing a dirty and abandoned space."It looks like the scene of a kidnapping," one of the officers informed me."It does?" I asked, confused.Then the man's body camera reveale
SofiaThe police show us real-time images of what's happening at the location where I left the bag with the money. Hours have passed; David hasn't called again, but he hasn't gone after the money either. Both Brandon and I can't eat anything. Anguish takes over us. The worry about how our son is doing. Our little, fragile baby. I've decided that when I have him in my arms again, I'll dedicate more time to him, even if I have to hire someone to help me with the restaurant. I love what I do, but I love my family even more. It took being in this current situation for me to realize that these are my priorities. Aaron and Brandon. The two men in my life."Look!" One of the police officers calls our attention to the laptop on the kitchen counter. We approached quickly, realizing that a man, covered from head to toe, gets out of a car near the trash can where that fortune I took was. I recognize him, even if I can't see his face. The way he walks is unmistakable. It's David. He walks slowly
Brandon The minutes after that calmer moment felt somewhat suspended, as if we needed to recover from the strong wave that passed. We stayed there, embracing, my fingers tracing her back as she rested on my chest. The world outside returning to normal."Why did you mention David? Do you think they could be involved in this together?"She places her hands stacked on my chest and stares at me."Because I think it makes a lot of sense. I don't think all of this would come from her little mind.""Could they have been together from the beginning?""We'll find out. Tomorrow we're going to the police station to tell the detective in charge of our case about what we found.""Yes, we need to do that anyway. We can't let those two get away with this. - I hug her tightly once again. - We just can't let this shake our relationship.""Never, love! I trust you with my eyes closed.""I know I haven't set a good example in the past, but I trust you too. Completely." Sofia We go to the police statio
Brandon Still enveloped in the fog of sleep, I feel a gentle touch on my lips. A light kiss. Automatically, I smile, convinced it's Sofia because I catch a whiff of her perfume, finally back from her shift at the restaurant. Nights are long when she's away, and this kiss is like a relief, a temporary seal of connection broken by distance. Then, as if a fog is lifting, I realize something is off. The texture of the lips isn't quite Sofia's. And I know that mouth too well to be mistaken. Confusion takes over, and my mind, still half-asleep, tries to process this unsettling information. I open my eyes fully, and the sight that unfolds is entirely unexpected. Laureen is there, her silhouette softly illuminated by the moonlight streaming through the window. My eyes widen in surprise and confusion as I reach for the bedside lamp, shocked to find the girl completely nude. My mind tries to comprehend what's happening. "Laureen?" I murmur, more to myself than to her. Her expression is a mix
BrandonSitting in the living room, I gaze at Sofia as she flips through a photo album. My wife seems engrossed in the memories captured in the images, perhaps seeking a temporary escape."Did you find any funny pictures of him?" I ask, trying to dispel the cloud of worry surrounding her.She smiles, finding a photo where Aaron is holding a stuffed toy almost his size."Look at this. It looks like he's challenging the bear to an epic battle."We laugh together, and for a moment, we feel lighter. Aaron wiggles his tiny fingers, and I feel an irresistible urge to get closer."Can I hold him for a while?" I asked, reaching out my arms.Sofia gently hands me our precious bundle, and I feel a wave of warmth and responsibility as I hold my son in my arms. It's a reminder that, despite everything, we have something valuable to protect and celebrate.SofiaI watch Brandon cradle Aaron with a tenderness that melts my heart. He's the anchor that keeps me balanced, even when waves of fear threat