Sara de AlmeidaWhen I opened my eyes, I was in a room. I was alive. Simon was lying on the couch next to the hospital bed. Thomas wasn't there. I felt my heart tighten as I remembered his words, right there in that room. I was sleeping when I heard a restrained and suffering cry. I didn't open my eyes and soon I heard the voice of the one that made my heart race:“Oh Sarah. What happened, girl? Why don't you remember the love you felt for me? I need you, my life. I can no longer hide what I feel. If you only knew how much I had to control myself all this time not to give in to your advances. If you only knew how you conquered me with that girly woman way. My skin heats up just remembering how you teased me. Please Life. Remember me. Do not forget me. Don't take me out of your heart.”That wasn't the first time I heard the cry of my love, beside me. Many times I had heard her crying and some words of affection while she was in her coma. But that statement had been the first after I wa
Thomas AnthonyAfter a night where I managed to relax a little, I decided to go to the hospital early. The meeting with Jonny the night before had not been productive at all. Laura was not at her grandfather's house, according to our informants, and to initiate a rescue mission, I needed to know my daughter's exact location. We would have to be quick and accurate. No chance of defense.I entered the room and saw that Sara was awake. Matheus was at her side and Simon was holding a glass with a straw, which she sucked. I felt her gaze fall on me.—I apologize for not making it in time for surgery. How are you? I approached the bed.— No need to apologize. Simon stayed with me the whole time — she answered without lifting her head.—I'm calmer.— I swallowed hard. In no time did Simon look at me and it started to bother me. He was visibly embarrassed. That meant Sara was really hitting on him. It wasn't just a jealous fit on my part. It was fact. —Simon, we can talk for a while.Matheus h
Sara de Almeida—You've been there for almost an hour. It's time for your medication. I've already dismissed the nurse like you asked. Come on, I'll take you to your room — Simon's voice woke me up to the present moment.—Thank you, Simon. Leave me here just a little longer. I'm going to rest now.—Okay, but take the pill,— he insisted.I grabbed the medicine and the glass of water he was holding and gulped it down. Spok stopped beside Simon and stared at me. I extended my hand to him and he soon came to seek my affection.—Everything here reminds me of Laura. Even Spok .— I sighed too loudly.—Truth! Even her scent is in the room.—I can imagine how unbearable this is for you.— I confess that I can't stop thinking about her. The scene with that man in the bathroom, the shots. It doesn't get out of my head.Simon crouched down in front of the chair and pursed his lips into a thin line.—You did what you could. If Laura is alive, it's thanks to you, who were there to protect her and st
Matheus Anthony— What's up? — Mia came out of the bathroom as I finished talking to Simon.—I still don't know for sure, but I'm going to find out.— I got up and started to get dressed. My head was at home, imagining that the old man must be drinking whiskey.—Are you going?— Mia threw herself into my arms and I couldn't resist. My dick started moving again inside my underwear. That girl drove me crazy. I sucked her mouth hard and went down to her neck, but I was interrupted by the ringing of the cell phone. — I have to go, my father is not well.— It's all right. I also need to leave — she let go of my body and walked towards the bathroom again. The sight of that round ass parading in front of me made me salivate.—How do you get out?— Just now you said you were sick from the pizza. What are you going to do at this hour, on the street? I asked as I pulled on my pants.— I'm better. I'm going to meet Maicon at the club. We're going to work out some details with the manager — she shou
Sara de AlmeidaFrom the moment the story about Simon and me came out, until my presence in that club, it was an anxious few hours. I had barely slept well that night and the physical therapy session had not gone as well as I had hoped. I was exhausted, sad and scared. When Matheus alerted me to the fact that Pierre might be at the club, my nerves collapsed. I tried to relax when Simon started to sing, but that place brought back bad memories. And to make matters worse I needed to go to the bathroom.Going through that corridor, I only remembered the scene of Laura throwing up. I remember going into a state of alert, trying to help her walk, while also having to make sure we were safe. When we entered the bathroom, I didn't expect that man to enter right behind me. I could hear the sound of the door opening, just like that night. I looked at the floor and the sight of Laura next to me, out, made me nauseous. The dry blast of the shot, the blood, Matheus's screams and everything becomi
Simon LeeI couldn't hold back my anxiety. It had been two days since the Black Rum press conference, and I was restless as to whether Laura had gotten my message. Sara was super focused on the treatment and was already showing visible improvements. The episode at the club seemed to have turned on the urgency switch inside her. Sara didn't want to be afraid to go out anymore.Matheus called several times to find out how she was doing. At Thomas's behest, of course. My friend said that his father was in despair when he learned that Sara had had a panic attack at the club. Matheus took advantage of the situation and exaggerated the events of last Saturday. I told Thomas that I had seen Pierre at the club, but that I hadn't told Sara, as she was fragile. So Thomas had a more pressing concern than going in search of Laura. They needed to find Pierre before he supposedly got close to Sara again. It was a masterstroke by my friend. He was learning from me, after all.I was just getting Sara
Laura AnthonyOnly I know the joy I felt when I entered the room and found a notebook on the bed. I ran to him and saw my grandfather's note.—A request for a truce so that we can begin to understand each other. What do you think?—.I smiled and thought about the best strategy for that moment. I needed to be diplomatic in order to put my plan into practice. I went to the main porch, where my grandfather had his breakfast every morning. He smiled when he saw me and asked me to sit at the table.— Thanks for this. It was very kind — I thanked him with a restrained voice.— Good to hear your voice. I was beginning to wonder if you were mute.I chuckled at the comment, remembering how hard it had been to go so long without speaking.— Sit down. I'll appreciate it if you have coffee with me. You don't need to say anything. Just feed.I smiled and sat down at the table with Dom. I was beginning to wonder if I shouldn't have used that strategy a long time ago. It would have saved me so much
Laura AnthonyLucky for me, Lucca didn't even suspect that I was communicating with Simon through the blog. I needed Sara to see the message on her profile, but I couldn't risk logging in again. I could only pray for the notification to arrive. The conversation that I had overheard in Dom Luigi's office was stuck in my head.“Everything is ready for the simulation of the attack. You're going to board that yacht tomorrow. Then they'll change boats and we'll send the news of the explosion to the police. When the press reports the case, Thomas will receive the news of Laura's death. If he was preparing to come to Italy, now he will have no more reason.”“What if he decides to come for revenge?” the voice was Lucca 's .“You will find nothing but death. Let's get Laura out of Italy. You go with her to Greece, on a vacation trip. They will stay for a while, until Thomas is convinced of his daughter's death.”“And how are we going to go back if everyone will be thinking that we died in the
Elis de Albuquerque Lee Anthony I opened my eyes and saw that little being breathing slowly before my eyes. Julia had a delicious smell of peace. Her eyes closed and her mouth half open , reminded me of when she was still a small, fragile baby. I had lost eight years of her childhood, but I would have a lifetime to make up for it. I lifted my head and saw the child's body occupying practically my entire side of the bed. There was room for four people there, but she preferred to curl up around my legs, probably looking to feel safe in a place that was still unknown to her. I had shown her her room, beautifully decorated by Laura. The only room in the house I hadn't seen when Thomas had taken me there. He had justified that it was under renovation and had many objects scattered around. I would never have thought that this was the room my daughter would occupy. Even though it was so beautiful and full of toys, Júlia preferred to sleep in my bed, and I accepted, of course. If I could, I
I helped my girl into the armchair at the dressing table, and while she was getting ready, I took the opportunity to call Laura. I went to the balcony of the living room so that Elis wouldn't hear me. I told him we were going up and asked him to leave everything organized as we agreed. When I got back to the room, my girl was ready. The red lipstick on her mouth sparked lewd thoughts in my mind, but I did everything I could to control myself, or I'd end up missing Christmas dinner. I approached her and helped her up. I touched her face and stroked her cheek with my thumb. My wife was so beautiful and I couldn't stop admiring her.—You still owe me dinner and a dance , remember ? — she said all honeyed.The mention of Elis's request to me before the shooting brought heavy memories to my mind. She must have sensed that I was shaken, because she clutched at my chest and apologized.—I beg your pardon, Life! I shouldn't dwell on the past. Not at this very special moment.—It's okay, love.
Thomas AnthonyIn all my life I had never felt such desire. Hearing the woman of my life moan in my arms, and seeing her so surrendered, made my dick ache inside my pants. It was very repressed horny . For years I tried to run away from that feeling. I thought Sara was too young for me, besides, I had closed my heart to a new love. I had my adventures, of course, I dated a lot of women, but it was always just sex. And many times I would close my eyes and imagine my Sara in my arms. When I opened them and realized it wasn't her, I was blown away. After a while I didn't look for anyone else. I solved my horny moments on my own, and most of the time they happened when I had met her for a few moments, or when I was talking to her on the phone, and she teased me in that way that drove me crazy.Sara had no idea of the effects it had on my body and mind. And I thought I was going to go crazy when I saw her on top of that bed in the ICU. Those were the worst days of my life, when my heart wa
Sara de AlmeidaA woman entered and positioned herself in the center. I took a deep breath when the first song started. It was simply beautiful to see the singer's grandeur, the way she breathed between verses. I was fascinated. With each scene and song I got emotional. I couldn't help but think of Thomas, wondering where he was right now. I wanted him to be by my side. Even though I knew he might never forgive me, I felt deep inside that my heart belonged to him. And it probably wouldn't be anyone else's.Throughout the show I felt emotion overwhelm me. It looked like it had been prepared for me. The memories of my childhood and everything that I had lived until then, paraded through my mind, making me cry many times. I couldn't say if it was the intensity of the music, the Christmas atmosphere or the uncertainty of my future, but the truth is that I was fragile and defenseless in the face of life. I hated feeling this way, but I didn't have the strength to go on, not without Thomas,
Sara de AlmeidaAfter talking for hours with Laura, I felt more relieved. It was strange to be in Thomas's house, faced with this situation. I felt embarrassed, even more so knowing that he left right after he received my resignation. Deep down I knew he was disappointed in me. I understood. Thomas was always very careful with his agents. I investigated the lives of all of them, as soon as they arrived at the agency.First there was Santiago 's betrayal, then the discovery that there were more double agents in Phoenix and to make matters worse, the woman he had been interested in was a big liar. It was understandable that he needed some time alone. But did it have to be in Brazil? Right in the place where he had the most girlfriends. And where Beatriz, his ex-wife, lived. Matheus said that after the separation of his parents, Thomas met other women with whom he dated, but without creating any emotional bond. Was he with any of them at that moment? It was natural for her to want to for
Simon Lee—I thought he was going straight home from the hospital to rest, and he calls me to say he's away on business. When is my dad going to stop living for work and start taking better care of himself? The call from Thomas the day before had made Laura very nervous.—Don't worry so much, Little One. Your brother has it — I tried to argue as I finished putting on my black sneakers.—But he'll hear me out when he gets back.— If you don't want to retire, you'll have to take a vacation of at least two years.Laura paraded in her bra and panties in front of me. Her belly was the most beautiful thing and I admired her feeling an immense love for my family. That scene, for sure, would have made me very horny at another time, but we were getting ready for Maicon's funeral and I was trying to disguise my sadness.—I doubt he'll do that.— Even more so now that Sara has disengaged from the Phoenix,— I said, standing in front of the closet mirror.—I don't understand what's going on in that
Thomas AnthonyI opened my eyes and saw Matheus sitting in the armchair, playing with his cell phone, as usual.—Won't you stop for a minute, boy?—Good to see you too, Dad, and thanks for the boy — he replied without taking his eyes off the phone.—I can't take being stuck in hospitals anymore,— I mumbled, shifting in bed.—Ditto. Take care of yourself and we won't have to look at Dr. André — Matheus dropped the cell phone and came to help me lift the head of the bed.— My poor friend. He can't bear to look at your face anymore either.—You're right, Thomas. — The doctor confirmed after entering the room.— What is doctor? It's not every day that a pretty face like mine wanders around your hospital. Nurses have nothing to complain about.I burst out laughing when I saw my friend's astonished face. My son was no good, but I had already noticed that he was the reason for the buzz in the halls.— Good. I am sorry to inform you that you will no longer be the target of my employees' eyes.
Sara de AlmeidaAfter the doctor released me, I found Matheus in the hallway. He was coming out of a room and he came towards me. The nurse pushing the wheelchair said he was going to call someone to take me downstairs, but Matheus said he would take care of me. I thanked him when the man took his leave.—Thank God he's on the mend. My father is sleeping, but he will love to wake up and see you.— I can't Matheus!—Can't what? — He frowned, crouching down in front of me.—I want you to give this to Thomas.— I held the envelope out to him. — It has my resignation and another letter explaining my reasons.—None of that. You will hand it to him yourself. Why are you doing this?—Because there are things about me that you don't know. I've lied too much to everyone. I am tired. I don't dare look at him.The elevator door opened and Jonny appeared in the hallway. He walked to Matheus, who got up and greeted him. Afterwards, my brother kissed me on the cheek and asked if I was ready.—Sara,
Thomas AnthonyIn a few minutes we arrived at Simon's apartment. He knelt before his friend's body and wept. I found Jonny standing over the body of Bob, one of the agency's most senior security guards. I touched his shoulder and asked what we had for clues.—We managed to get the plate, but it must have been tampered with. We are activating the Transit Center to follow the route. We have already notified the police and they are monitoring the airports and the main exits of the city.—Have you notified Bob's family yet?—The wife is already on her way.Simon approached, completely devastated.—I shouldn't have let Sara come here. I should have insisted that she accompany us.—It wasn't your fault. We're both going to find her. — Jonny grabbed his brother by the neck and their foreheads were pressed together. The union between brothers seems to have become even stronger with the arrival of Sara. That protective instinct between them was something I knew well.—The three of us are going