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The woman would be delighted with the idea of having friends, going out drinking and dancing, living in a nice place with her friend and being able to enjoy a normal life. No negligent and abusive parents, no harassing bosses and misogynistic men, no financial difficulties and, above all, no lies.Blair was in a trance, looking up and imagining thousands of chances. There was no reason to sabotage yourself again.And as she thought about a likely, and perhaps inevitable, future, she felt a hand close around her wrist and pull her back. The woman needed a second to snap out of her thoughts and return to the real world, realizing that a man was pulling her towards him."I just want to talk" he almost shouted. His tone of voice seemed altered, out of character.She didn't know how to react, she was still trying to assimilate the situation. The man, taller and with many more pounds, continued to pull. His eyes were red and his clothes were shabby, like a homeless person.The woman felt pa
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The doors opened, and she entered unaccompanied. Her body missed Ethan's presence faster than she thought was right. It was as if he wanted to spend his entire life by his side, when, in reality, he only needed to spend a few seconds.At that moment, it was difficult to keep my mind focused on Spencer's investigation. Ethan was more ingrained in Blair's mind than she thought possible, and she realized the real danger behind his attraction. There was not only the risk of being interested, but also the risk of getting hurt.*That morning, the hours were long and peaceful. Drake attempted a rapprochement based on the one thing they were good at; to talk. But Blair was distant, overwhelmed.The woman's past was a vast sequence of disasters, and it had all started with Jean. She didn't talk about him, or about her mother, as she was struggling with the depressive thoughts that this subject provoked in her.Despite attempts to talk to her friend, Drake decided to give her space. He was alw
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"Okay" she murmured, as if she was ending the conversation."I was hoping you would inform me about the meeting with Ethan Banks at the club the other day. But it seems to be personal" Spencer pondered, with a dose of teasing in his voice."You said I should get closer, and that's what I'm doing" Blair was quick to defend herself."I know you are""I'll be waiting for your next contact" the woman murmured, and then hung up.After the call ended, she threw herself back, throwing her body against the soft mattress. Blair didn't know to what extent she was getting involved with Ethan and not helping Spencer, and that worried her.However, overcome by an anxiety she couldn't explain, Blair created an Instagram account and thought about adding a photo. She didn't have many, and the ones she did have didn't seem right.Finally, the redhead decided that she would not post photos. Soon the whole world would be looking at your profile, making assumptions and posts that would hit home.HeyThan
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In that moment, those words reaffirmed how much people loved Jean Collins for the person he seemed to be. The world loved his work. People were willing to write letters to him, to praise whatever he did. And, for Blair, it was a waste of time. Those people didn't really know him, they didn't know about his sins and the victims he made in the past."Different?" Drake leaned forward."They are threats. They follow a pattern, but they didn't take us anywhere. They have the same return address, the same handwriting and so on" Jean's personal security guard replied, realizing that his boss would not be able to deliver such information to his daughter."Holy shit" Drake sank his fingers into his brown hair, somewhat golden from the sun.For him, the greatest probability was that someone was trying to reach Jean through Blair."We cannot make false statements, but we have suspicions. Blair was a complete unknown, and now she appears as the daughter of a star. It is a shock in the film indust
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"And while we're on that topic. Michele kills and dies for that man. He's like a god to her" and to anyone else, too. Ethan was like an eclipse. It could not be ignored, no matter how dark it seemed."I can imagine why""He's handsome, hot, filthy rich and must have great sex. But it's not worth it, believe me""How do you know?" the woman tried not to look surprised, or even jealous, but failed. His expression of disgust was the first thing to be expressed."I read the news. He goes out with the most sought-after blondes in the country and then pretends to be friends, as if everyone doesn't know that he runs away from relationships."**The next day, Blair felt energized. I wouldn't need to work, as the final preparations for Fashion Week were up to the designers alone. He had arranged a lunch with Daliah and Drake, so he could introduce each other. For her, it was important that her friend knew the people who came into her life."Are you sure you don't want to open a wine?" Drake as
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Feeling weak in her legs after receiving Ethan's response, feeling privileged by the attention of a man with his grandeur, Blair went down to the basement of her building. In the first garage, the various cars were lined up in an orderly manner.Due to the building's social standard, all vehicles carried a certain amount of elegance. It was expected for the place, as no one would think less of Vegas. However, among the sports cars and SUVs, one car caught his attention. It was parked a few meters from the elevators, straight to the floor's support pillar.The dark Lamborghini had the power to minimize everything around it, becoming the focus without much effort. The dark windows, the matte black paint and the wheels accompanying the entire black structure were the perfect closure to declare power.The woman walked slowly, looking at the car as Ethan opened its door. She was wearing ordinary clothes, light jeans and a thin-strap t-shirt. Despite her poorly produced clothing, Blair Coll
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"I don't know if things can work this way. But, like I said, I have a commitment" the velvety and calm voice carried high levels of nervousness, even more so under the tourmaline blue of Ethan's eyes."And, like I said, you can cancel. Just one ride, Angel, and then you go back to the pedestal" the man walked to the opposite side of the car, to the passenger door. He opened it, waiting until Blair was willing to walk over.His thoughts were still on the femme fatale from a few nights before. The woman who came to him and dethroned him from her control. That night, at the club, Ethan realized that having Blair would go beyond desire. She was in charge, whether he liked it or not."I'm not on a pedestal..." she walked slowly towards the man. The subtle movement of her hips caused a sway that few women were capable of. And on top of that, her t-shirt revealed a significant amount of skin on her stomach."I'm just waiting for you to realize that you're not going to have me" Blair added.T
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Lana stopped in front of the panoramic glass. Outside, one floor below, was the running track. There were no cars on the asphalt, everyone was in their appropriate garages. The race track rented sports cars so that visitors could take unforgettable rides in million-dollar vehicles. In the pit-stop identical to those on official tracks, two men were talking."Will is at the pit stop" Lana informed, pointing beyond the clear glass.Ethan agreed, then led the redhead beside him to the stairs leading to the track.The dark and worn asphalt symbolized a real runway. The route was long and inviting, making people long to feel the steering wheel in their hands. The stands weren't as big as expected, but they didn't need to be. No one would go to that speedy paradise just to watch.Ethan kept his hand on the small of Blair's spine. Sometimes, as she walked, her red strands brushed against the man's hand. He didn't want to lose contact with her skin, as he found it very soft. His mind wandered
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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
