Ethan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and ran his hand through his hair, tousling it slightly.He opened his eyes again and nodded."I will tell you the whole truth, but not here," he said, looking at me intensely. "Do you trust me?"I stepped back, puzzled. Why was he asking me that now? Did I trust him? Did I? Pf, who was I trying to fool, of course, I did.I wanted him. I loved him, how could I not trust him?"Answer me, do you trust me?" he insisted, this time approaching me and gently taking me by the arms."Yes, Ethan. I trust you," I replied dryly.I felt like I was betraying myself by saying those words.A half-smile crossed his lips, and he took hold of my left arm. The elevator doors opened, and we stepped out.He led me to the right side of the floor. There were several offices, all with an elegant yet modern style. The floors and walls were cream-colored, and there were many people walking back and forth with papers in their hands.Phones were ringing like crazy. Etha
"At first, I…""Is this what it all meant to you? A scheme hatched by a stupid company?" I interrupted him.He was silent, said absolutely nothing to me and looked at me with sorrow and sadness.I couldn't take it anymore. He was admitting to my face that everything had been planned, absolutely everything.So he wasn't in love with me? Was it all a trick so that I would help him get into my father's company?I felt like the worst of prostitutes, he had even used me sexually! Not even a prostitute would have been used this way.I had been such an idiot, letting my feelings for him guide me.Why was he doing it? Revenge for his father? Loyalty to this company? Being a bastard, you idiot? I don't know, but I didn't want to be left to find out.I turned and headed for the door."Wait, Minerva! Let me finish, please.""I don't want to listen to you anymore, Ethan. I thought that we... that you…" I got frustrated when I couldn't even finish saying a sentence.I moved my hands trying to cont
I've endured a lot since I was young. At the age of 7, I was in a car accident with my parents, and my mother didn't survive.I had the misfortune of not being liked for who I truly was during high school because I "had too much money," and I never had real friends, except for Amelia and Isabela. They were my friends since I was a child, and they are the only ones I've ever truly trusted.As I grew older, I experienced several heartbreaks, and they all hurt, but none hurt as much as Henry. I thought he was the love of my life, that we would even get married. Naive? Perhaps a bit.Then came Ethan... He changed my life.He came to protect me, my father knows why, but I never imagined I would fall in love with him, that he would become my obsession, my desire, the owner of my heart and body.All of that in just four months.I've always been someone who believes that crying in private is much better than running into someone else's arms for comfort. Whenever I needed to cry, I locked myse
I walked out and lowered my head, keeping my hands inside the coat.I managed to leave the clinic without being discovered. I got into my car and headed to the restaurant my father had told me about. I was on time; it hadn't taken me that long, as it was only 8:45 PM, and dinner was scheduled for 8:00 PM.I had to wipe away some last tears that had come out since I saw him. Of course, I held them back while I was with Daniel at that moment, but I let it out in my car.I stopped in front of one of the city's most renowned restaurants. Of course, my father was always so extravagant.I got out and handed the keys to the valet parking attendant. I entered and looked around for my father. I left my coat with a waiter and approached the young woman in charge of seating guests."Do you have a reservation?" She smiled kindly, showing her white teeth."Yes, Horatio Finn?" I asked somewhat uncertainly; I didn't know which name he had used."Of course, you must be Miss Finn. Let me take you to y
POV: Ethan"Stay away from me, I never want to see you again in my life.""Ethan, did you use me?""Is this what it all meant to you? A scheme orchestrated by a stupid company?"Why couldn't I have just stayed silent? Why did I have to be an idiot and tell her the truth? Just what I didn't want to happen, happened, seriously?I ran a hand through my hair. How was I supposed to talk to her now to explain everything if she didn't want to see me at all?When I saw her for the last time in the elevator, that devastated look and how her cheeks were glistening from her tears... Why didn't I stop the elevator and hug her?Damn it, I couldn't be more cowardly and foolish.Why couldn't she just listen to me and stay away from this company? It nearly ruined my plan and everything was going to..."Ethan, are you listening to me?" Her voice snapped me out of my thoughts, making me focus on her.Gabrielle looked at me with a slightly furrowed brow and a pout."Of course," I replied, settling into
"But, Ethan, that's very risky. What if things don't go as planned? You'll go to jail," my mother grabbed me by the arms and looked at me with pure maternal concern.I leaned in and kissed her on the forehead.After my mother scolded me relentlessly for no apparent reason, I sat down next to her and proceeded to tell her, in great detail, what had happened and what I had planned. Perhaps I was risking a lot legally with that contract, but it was for a good cause. I was going to take MAXCO out of the market for their illegal activities. I was fed up with being manipulated by the death of my father and blindly obeying a man who was obsessively ambitious for money and power.Due to my position as a partner in that company, as the son of the owner who had brought them to the top, I knew what power meant, but it wasn't something that impassioned me like it did George. Besides, I always had very different ideals from his. I was more like my father, something that had been repeated to me ma
Minerva's POVI heard someone banging on the door insistently. I adjusted my pajamas and bounded down the stairs.As soon as I opened the door, Amelia threw herself at me and hugged me. Even though she visited me almost every day after I told her about Ethan using me, I missed Isabela a lot. Since she had gone on a trip with her family, I hadn't spoken to her.While my friend looked very cheerful, my eyes were swollen, red, and I had dark circles that even clown makeup couldn't cover. I was tired; I hadn't slept well in over a week. I couldn't get Ethan out of my head, even though the last time I saw him was over a week ago. I was tired of thinking about him, but my brain seemed determined to remind me every second."Minnie! How are you?" Amelia let go of me, holding both my shoulders."I'm fine," I replied indifferently."I know you're not, friend," she hugged me again, this time more gently.I released the door, and I hugged her back."So why are you asking me obvious things, Amelia
It was the first day of classes, and my vacation had come to an end. I still remembered the day my father had told me I couldn't travel with him, and he introduced me to a guy he'd seemingly pulled out of nowhere to be my "bodyguard." It felt like only yesterday, and yet three months had passed since I met him, fell in love, and now found myself heartbroken. Unbelievable, it was like a summer romance.I shook my head and finished my shower. I had spent a good 30 minutes under the water, and my father was getting impatient for me to come out.I dried off, put on warm clothes, as it was still a chilly and windy time of year, and headed downstairs. There, I found my father with a cup of coffee in one hand and struggling to put on his jacket with the other.I rushed over and helped him with it."Good morning, princess," he greeted me with a kiss on the forehead."Good morning, Father," I hugged him and took a sip of the coffee he had in his hands."How did you sleep?" he tried to start a
"You shouldn't let anger get the best of you, brother," I tried to advise him."Oh, of course not, that's not going to happen," he murmured, sipping the remnants of his drink."The point is, you should calm down, go and expand your social networks just like she...""She doesn't expand her social networks; she's known him since she was seventeen!" he shouted in frustration, but I continued to look at him impassively."You should relax," I said with a shrug, finding it impossible to understand his nervous breakdown.Wasn't it his idea? He should just speak the truth, express his true feelings, and that's it.I know it's easier said than done, but it was the best way out instead of going around throwing punches."Is he holding her hand?" he asked through gritted teeth. "This is over."I sighed and decided to get him out of there before the situation turned into a bloody and unpleasant scene.I took care of dragging him out of the café and then let him run free, like a caged animal."Just
Valentine's Day had finally arrived.Daniel was a bundle of nerves, and spending the day helping him clean his house and prepare the dinner for the evening was getting on my nerves too.I didn't want to prepare anything for that day with Ethan because I knew, thanks to my brother-in-law, that he was planning a surprise for me, a surprise that I hadn't discovered yet.When we finished the preparations, Daniel accompanied me back home. Upon arriving, I saw that Ethan was at home.That surprised me."What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at work?" I looked at him in doubt."Today is a special day. Did you really think I'd forget it and work until so late?" He put his hands on my waist to pull me closer."No, you never forget this day, and you always have some surprise for me." I hugged him, resting my head on his shoulder."Do you want to know your surprise?" Our gazes connected."I should be the one surprising you." I hesitated.Ethan gave me a sly smile and retraced his steps to re
I was immensely excited to see them since I hadn't seen them for several weeks. They had been on their honeymoon, and I wasn't expecting them back for another couple of days. Behind them were Iván and Amelia.Delia let them all in and appeared in the living room just behind them."Minnie!" Chris said excitedly."Why are you here so early?" I asked, genuinely confused by their early arrival."Do you think we'd leave you alone on our beautiful godson's birthday?" Isabela said."To be honest, yes. You were on your honeymoon," I admitted with a shrug."And? We decided to come back early, plus with this woman, every day feels like a honeymoon," Chris said, looking at Isabela with love, putting his arm around her waist and pulling her close.She smiled and pushed him away a bit, giggling. I smiled happily."But you know, the party starts in an hour," I said apologetically for them arriving so early.Chris looked at Isabela, who looked at Iván, and then their gaze moved to Amelia."I thought
Three years later..."Minerva, hurry up, we're going to be late!" I heard Ethan's voice from downstairs.I rolled my eyes and finished adjusting my hair and dress. I put on some flats and made my way down the stairs.At the bottom of the stairs was the man I had been living with for 7 years, and I loved him just as much as when I was 19.He stopped checking his watch and took a deep breath as he prepared to call me again. However, when he saw me, he smiled in a way that I adored.I descended the stairs and stopped on the last step, so I was at eye level with him.This day was very special because my father was finally returning from his annual business observation trip around the world. It had been 5 months since I last saw him, and I was excited to see him again. It was also special because we were going to a unique birthday celebration and my father was returning from his trip. I had taken the day off with my beloved husband to have lunch together."I'm here," I said, smiling at him
Esther stood still for a moment, as if waiting for a sign or something. In the background, you could see their house, and she was sitting on the couch that used to belong to her father, according to what Ethan had told me. Esther was wearing a dress that I had given her on one of the many times I had dinner at her place."Is it recording?" Esther pointed at the camera. The image wobbled slightly, as if the person recording didn't have a steady hand."Yes, Mom," Daniel's voice sounded with irritation."Don't answer me like that, young man," she scolded him and narrowed her eyes, looking beyond the camera.I chuckled and saw Daniel by my side, shrinking in his seat."I'm sorry, Mom. We've already had five takes; they could arrive any moment, and the surprise will be ruined."Daniel sighed with nostalgia, as if he were remembering that day."Well, all right. I'm sorry," Esther paused, lowered her head, took a deep breath, and raised her head with a beautiful smile. "Ethan, Minerva, if y
I took a deep breath, looking at myself in the mirror.I adjusted the white dress I was wearing and looked at my friends. Isabela was sitting on a sofa in the room, holding a glass of wine in her right hand, gazing at me intently.Both of them were wearing pale pink dresses that hugged their bodies, with small straps supporting the dress and accentuating their chests. They had their hands on their hips, inspecting me from head to toe.In a way, the three of us had changed.My hair was a bit shorter than before, although at that precise moment, it wasn't noticeable since I had it tied up with a bow and a braid. Amelia kept her hair the same length as before and had it straightened this time, pulled into a high ponytail.The three of us still shared the same height and the same skin tone.I turned to look at myself again in the mirror in front of me. The dress was bigger than I had imagined, slightly constricting around my stomach, which was bothering me a bit near the abdominal wound,
I paced back and forth in the living room of my house, extremely nervous.I glanced at my father's closed office door once more. I then sat down on the largest sofa in the room, placing both hands on my knees.It was a fairly sunny day, with a few clouds in the sky, but it was overall a bright blue day. My house was clean, thanks to the cleaning I had done the day before in preparation for today.My house looked the same as before. The dining area was in front of a large window with a panoramic view of the city. Next to it was the guest bedroom door, where Ethan had stayed the first time he visited.In front of me was the TV, with two individual sofas on each side. To the left, there was a wall with an opening leading to the kitchen, which was spotless. The stairs were behind me, and the front door was in the opposite corner of the same wall.You could see the upstairs from where I was sitting, as there was a glass and black metal railing that allowed you to see halfway down the hallw
I released my friends' hands and sat next to Daniel."Hello," I murmured."Hello, Minnie," he responded sleepily."How do you feel?" I smiled with a hint of sadness."Tired. This has been intense," he admitted, leaning his elbows on his knees."I'm sorry for everything that happened. This was not part of the plan."He sighed."Don't worry, Minnie. We're all alive. Now, it's time for you and my brother to make amends. Go on, what are you waiting for?"Daniel smiled at me with all the sincerity his tired eyes could muster, and he got up. I followed suit. We hugged, and Daniel joined my friends. I approached them too."Take him to my house and tell my father what happened. Ask him to let Daniel sleep in my room, please."My friends nodded and gave me a hug. I hugged Iván tightly, and he smiled at me. They left a few minutes later.I waited until I couldn't see them anymore and stood in front of Ethan's room. I took a deep breath and entered. I closed the door behind me and stood at the f
"Let me go, Christopher! Ethan's inside, for God's sake! Let me go!" I struggled to free myself from his grasp.I couldn't contain the emotions inside me. My stomach churned with dread. Ethan was inside, and I couldn't leave him.Chris held me tightly, his grip unyielding.I was overwhelmed by the tumultuous emotions raging within me. Ethan had died, and there was so much left unsaid. I couldn't tell him I loved him; I couldn't apologize for my earlier harsh words. I wouldn't see him again, feel his presence, hug him, or kiss him. He was gone.He had left us, protecting both me and Chris.How had I ever doubted his feelings for me? Now he was gone, gone forever.The firefighters rushed to extinguish the flames, but I was unable to look away from the fire-ravaged mansion. My tears flowed freely down my cheeks.I had been so foolish. I hadn't told him how I felt. I hadn't had the chance to say yes to his proposal. And now, it was too late. He was gone.Exhausted from my struggles with