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He walks over to Mommy, and then grabs her hair tightly. I want to help, but I can't. I'm too scared. I don't want to get hurt like her. Mommy falls to the floor, but Daddy doesn't stop holding her hair. I know she cries when she's really happy, but I don't like the tears on her cheeks.- "I love you" she says.- "Scream!"- "I love you!" she screams, and then Daddy smiles. Is he happy now?- "Very good... very good"- "Let me go, Jean. Please," my mother begs.He lets go of her hair, and Mommy falls to the floor with her hands on her hands. She cries loudly, sobbing so hard, and I can't move. It's like there's glue on my feet. The only thing I can do is cry too, but I cry quietly so Daddy doesn't hear. I don't want him to be mad at me.- "Go put the girl to sleep, then come back and clean up the mess they made."Mommy stands up. She is weak, I know she is. The beautiful smile is not on her face, so Daddy has left Mommy sad. She starts to walk to my room, but Daddy grabs her by the ar
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- "Ethan, I think you missed something. We're not together anymore, remember?"- "Yes, I remember," he said, confirming with a nod.- "Then open the fucking door"The truth was, Ethan wasn't taking this situation lightly. The woman in his office was the perfect mix of irritated and beautiful. She looked upset, but something in the man's mind told him that it wasn't real, that it wasn't the feeling Blair wanted to express.Meanwhile, she forced the door handle once more, knowing that she wouldn't break it even if she tried for the rest of her life.- "Oh my God! I hate you" Blair exclaimed.Banks's expression was serious before he continued. He wouldn't let the woman out of his sight until he was sure she wouldn't do something irresponsible. Ethan walked toward Blair and noticed the immediate reactions in her body. Her nervousness, her uneven breathing, her parted lips, and the distrust in her eyes.The man stopped inches away from her, just enough to keep his composure. The blue hues
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Ethan pushed Blair's feet with his own, silently urging her to spread her legs. And when she did, he pulled down his sweatpants until all his petrified arousal was free. The man positioned himself against Blair's body, ready to fill her in the most carnal way he knew how.He placed one of his hands on her back before joining their bodies together. The softness of that skin was heaven-sent.- "Oh my God," Ethan couldn't help but express his satisfaction as he invaded Blair's painfully peaceful body, completely uniting their anatomies.She squeezed him tightly. It took him a few seconds to recover, because that contact was a real attack on his sanity. Blair moved her hips as Ethan dictated the rhythm; slow and intense. He wanted to savor every moment, and yet he felt that it would not be enough.Blair was filled to the brim. As the man buried himself inside her, she struggled to accommodate his entire length. It would be impossible to tell where her anatomy ended and Ethan's began.They
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To say that those words disturbed the man would be an understatement. He could see the image perfectly, and he knew that he would be compelled by his mind to kill any other man who touched the redhead. In his thoughts, she belonged to him. Ethan's good-natured expression closed like a storm before he processed the joke.- "You don't want to be the center of a murder," Ethan said.- "Keep playing, Banks."Blair knew Ethan had a story he would take to his grave. He was a man of unholy secrets. The Benedict affair was something, but it wasn’t everything. Yet she felt truth in that conversation. Blair knew she knew a part of Ethan, whatever it was, that the world had never imagined.- "I'll stay," Ethan assured.- "I hope so"A few more seconds of silence followed that part of the conversation. A trillion things ran through Blair's mind as she rested her face on Ethan's chest again, but the woman chose not to disturb the moment, as she feared it would be too short.- "Where is Drake?" she
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- "Devil" Ethan said, making the woman on his lap smile widely.The sound of laughter reverberated in the man's chest. He felt different, as if his entire existence had been created to hear that smile, to touch that skin, to kiss those lips. If Ethan's life had a meaning, he would bet everything he had on it being Blair Collins.The trance the man was in was broken when he heard knocking on the door. The real world continued to exist, even though they could easily ignore it.- "Come in," Banks allowed, and the door was opened by Alex the next second.- "The aircraft is ready, sir," the security guard announced.- "Okay," Ethan replied, dismissing his employee with a wave.He looked back at Blair and felt his mood improve stratospherically at the thought of taking her to Malibu. The house was like a refuge, and for the first time in his life, the man found himself wanting to share it with someone.- "It's very kind of you to use your aircraft. You know how to impress a girl," Blair com
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The house lights were off, and only the floodlights around the island illuminated the place. Blair studied the space, wishing she could explore every detail when the morning came. Ethan waited until the woman got up, and then they disembarked together. He took her hand and led her into the property.- "I want you to like it," he commented.The captain returned to the ship after a wave from his boss. At that moment, Blair realized that they would be alone, as Alex had been at the port minutes before.The man opened the house's huge glass door as soon as they reached it. The first room was a living room, and one decorative item in particular caught Blair's attention. It was a race car parked in the middle of the room, as if it were an ordinary piece of furniture among the others.The car said a lot about its owner; it had gray bodywork, the number ten written on the side, and vivid red details. The chrome wheels shone when the lights were turned on. The sponsorship stickers were still s
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- "Yes"- "Don't you think it's a bit... indecent?" She teased.The dress, in fact, did not leave much room for imagination. Its length did not reach the knees, and it was complemented by a slit on the left leg. To compensate for the extravagance in the lower part, the bust and arms were completely covered.Their brief conversation was interrupted when they were approached by a second hostess, already inside the restaurant. The uniformed woman greeted the couple, then guided them to the furthest table in the restaurant, ensuring as much privacy as possible. The table was already perfectly organized with all the crockery and cutlery lined up.Geoffrey's Restaurant was completely open to the environment. There were only the supporting pillars and the glass ceiling, revealing the perfect starry night. Ethan and Blair's table was close to the railing, facing the sea below the mountain.Ethan pulled out the chair so Blair could sit, showing complete chivalry and attention. She smiled in ap
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- "When you're ready to talk seriously, we'll talk," and with that, she walked out of the restaurant.Banks remained motionless, sitting alone with his glass of wine in his hands. A part of his brain, perhaps the part attracted to Blair, ordered him to go after her. Ethan didn't like to see her walking away.The man poured the rest of the liquid into his mouth and drank it all in one gulp. After a few seconds, he smiled to himself. What that redhead was doing to his mind was diabolical.Ethan shook his head, knowing that six months ago he would have been incapable of pursuing a woman. But as always, it was different with Blair. He left a few notes on the table, including the tip the waiter didn’t deserve, and began to walk calmly out of the restaurant.Because whether that attitude was typical of him or not didn't matter anymore.*"The building was broken down, abandoned for years, old and full of rodents. Rats ran across the dirty floor of the reception area. The only sounds were ma
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There’s a pause, and in the silence I feel the weight of everything he’s not saying. The desperation of searching for someone the whole world said was lost. The crushing hope, followed by the crumbling, each time he thought he’d found me only to discover it was someone else. The pain of living between belief and resignation, over and over again.His fingers, still hovering in the air, finally move. They touch my face, light and hesitant, as if he fears I might disappear at any moment. The touch is warm, but his fingers tremble, and it breaks something inside me.He's trying to be strong, but he can't hide the vulnerability that pulsates beneath the surface."It's you now," he says, and the certainty in his voice is almost palpable. As if, after so long, he can finally breathe.He smiles, but the smile isn’t what I remember. It’s not confident or charming. It’s small, fragile, and so full of sadness that it stings my eyes.There's something devastating about seeing him like this. That
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My head moves slowly, against my will, as if an invisible thread were pulling me towards him. I don't want to look. I don't want to see. But fear and curiosity push me towards the inevitable realization that he is there, real, so close that even the air seems charged with his presence.My gaze first drops to the floor, to his shoes. A pair of casual sneakers, simple but they bring back memories that refuse to stay buried. Then my eyes move up to his legs. Black jeans, fitted, worn at the knees as if they’ve survived more than just time.My heart races, but I keep going. I glance down at his torso, noticing the dark sweater he’s wearing, elegant but in a casual way that only Ethan can pull off. He never had to try so hard to look… dangerous and attractive at the same time. He just was.It takes me longer than it should to look up at his face. As if my subconscious knew that this would be the point of no return. When I finally allow myself to look, I feel my heart almost stop.His beard
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BLAIR'S POVI walk quickly through the parking lot of the building, rummaging through my bag for my car keys. The dim light from the overhead lights creates shadows that dance on the floor, but my attention is completely focused on finding the keychain.If the traffic is okay today (a miracle, considering the time of day) I can still make it to school in time to pick up Miguel and take him home. He hates it when I'm late, and he doesn't spare me the frustrated look, but maybe I can make up for it with a pizza for dinner. That usually works.Finally, my fingers touch the cold metal of the key, and a relieved sigh escapes my lips. I continue walking, my thoughts already moving on to what Miguel might choose as a topping for the pizza this time… pepperoni, perhaps?But as I turn the corner where my car is parked, something makes the world around me slow down.There’s my car, exactly where it should be. But next to it, taking up my parking space, is a black SUV that immediately catches my
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"You were out of your mind that night." He looks at me now, his gaze a mixture of anger and pity. "And that's what happened. It was your car that hit her, Banks."The revelation hits me like a punch to the chest. “What?” I repeat, louder this time, my disbelief boiling over. “My car? Carter, my car?!” My voice rises, wavering between anger and desperation.“She would never feel safe with you again,” he says, his words cutting like knives. “After this, how could she?”My breathing quickens, and for a moment I feel like the world around me is falling apart. The air seems to escape my lungs, my mind in absolute chaos. Carter takes a step back, but I follow him, staring at him as if he’s the only thing still solid in my reality."What the fuck are you saying, Carter? My car…?" My voice breaks, begging for an answer I don't want to hear.I fall to my knees on the sidewalk, as if my legs can no longer support the weight of this revelation. My fingers tangle in my hair, pulling hard, as if t
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When I finally stop, my body is panting, my hands shaking from the impact. I look at Carter, who is on the ground, his face swollen and blood dripping from his lips.He doesn't move.He doesn't say anything.He just stands there, staring at me with a look of sadness, of regret.“I… I knew it,” he says, his voice weak.I don’t answer, I have no words. The anger that consumed me before fades, and in its place comes a deep emptiness, as if the world has lost all meaning. I stand, looking at Carter on the floor. Each breath feels harder, heavier.What do I do now?I feel my body weaken. My legs shake, and the pain in my hand from punching so much spreads through my body. I try to breathe, but the pressure in my chest won't go away. And the only thought that runs through my mind is the emptiness of knowing that Blair is still alive, and I don't know what to do with that.I don't know what to do with the rest of my life.Carter struggles to his feet, running a hand over his jaw with a paine
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I saw Blair. Or at least, I think I did. My mind no longer knows how to distinguish what is real from what is not. And while I stand there, lost in my own memories and hallucinations, Carter remains silent, his gaze fixed on me, unable to find words that could bring back what is already lost.He knows what's going on, but he doesn't know how to deal with it.He lowers his head, as if the very idea of saying the words is an unbearable weight. His voice is low, barely audible, but still, it seems to cut through the air between us, making everything around us disappear. "She's alive," he says, so quietly that for a moment I wonder if it's me, in my shattered sanity, who's imagining it all."What?" My voice is hoarse, a reflection of the disbelief that begins to take hold of me.He doesn't look at me, his eyes fixed on the floor, as if the words that just left his mouth were a condemnation. "You're not crazy, brother," he says with the same seriousness, but with a tone of regret. "Blair i
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The valet hesitates, looking at the now-gone car, and shakes his head, clearly confused. "I... I'm not sure. No one important, sir."Nobody important?“No,” I breathe deeply, trying to control the rising panic. “No, I know what I saw. She was important.” The emptiness of the street around me seems to grow, to swallow me. I no longer know if I’m speaking to him or to myself."Ethan!" Carter is behind me now, his voice full of concern and something else. He reaches out to me, taking my arm. "What are you doing? What's going on?"I look at him, my face tense, anger and fear mixed together. "She was here. She was here," I hiss, unsure if he'll understand the depth of what I'm saying."Who?" Carter asks, his voice low, full of confusion and concern.He cups my face in his hands, as if trying to check if I'm feverish, if my mind is somewhere far away. His fingers press against my skin, but I barely feel them."Blair," I whisper, almost as if my voice is a distant memory, an attempt to captu
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She finishes the glass in a single gulp, her gaze fixed on the horizon, as if she were losing herself in the lights of the city below. I follow her, drinking in her image, still immersed in my own thoughts."Good wines are not wasted," she murmurs with a seductive smile, her red lips almost provocative. The flirtation is clear, and for a moment, I find myself contemplating whether this is what I really want. But soon the answer comes silently: I am no longer the man who fell for this kind of game.When was the last time I was with a woman? The question resurfaces in my mind, and I know the answer. I know Blair was the last. There has never been another after her, despite the attempts, the distractions. No woman has been able to replace the space she left, not even for a moment. It grips me, swallows me, in a way I don't know how to escape."It's not wasted," I confirm, more to myself than to her. The sound of my own voice seems distant.The blonde steps forward, her plunging neckline
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“I’m developing a new sparkling wine brand,” says Cortez, a big-time alcoholic entrepreneur, in a tone of voice so enthusiastic that I almost feel guilty for not showing the slightest interest. “You know, I’m not new to the business. I thought we could do a campaign together. Something big.”I feign interest, crossing my arms and smiling, even though my mind has already begun to wander away from the conversation. “What were you thinking about?” I ask, my tone calculated with curiosity, so as not to seem disinterested.“Something you could incorporate into racing, you know?” Cortez continues, his voice growing even more animated. “Like, throwing champagne in the air when you win a race. That classic gesture, but with our own brand.” He smiles, pleased with the idea, as if he’s offering me a golden opportunity.I watch him intently for a few seconds, but soon I start to let his words fade into the background of my mind. He keeps babbling, but his words are like distant noises now. I'm n
