RYLEEMarina did not seem to have heard the part where Athos said that this marriage wouldn't be real, but just a lie made up to drive my mother away. She was all excited, trying to convince me to go shopping for a wedding dress, get her hair fancy and even throw an after-party. But I was not all that excited. I would face that event for what it really was: just one more obstacle to be overcome on the path towards my emancipation. Besides, we needed to be discreet so the police did not find out that Athos was leaving town for a few hours.I had to insist that he eat something before we left, as he was too worn out, tiredness, hunger and the days spent in jail were evident on his face. We left the house around two in the afternoon, in the car driven by the driver, heading towards Belize.Athos was sitting in the front seat, while Marina, Rose and I sat in the back. They would both be our witnesses.I was wearing one of the fancy dresses we'd bought at the mall for our trip to Australia
“That's what I thought. That's why I ordered them to close.He sat on the edge of the mattress, so close that the delicious scent of his perfume reached me, awakening every one of my senses to his dangerous proximity. His pearly blue eyes held mine for a brief moment of silence and everything inside me stirred. My heart beat faster, that impatient heat rose in the pit of my stomach and spread through my blood, leading me to a silent, almost desperate plea, to feel him even closer, touching me and kissing me, without my understanding. the unreasonable intensity of this attraction he exerted over me. He was just another man, like so many others who had been at my house for as long as I could remember, but apparently much more dangerous, which only made things worse.Why was it different with him than with the others? Why was I so hopelessly affected, attracted, if it was supposed to be the exact opposite? I did not understand.That night he looked more handsome than ever, wearing khaki
ATHOSRyleea 's bed , I had the feeling that I was in the middle of the Sahara desert, under the blazing sun, such was the heat that took care of me. My skin was sore, burning, my balls ached violently.When I opened my eyes, I saw her beautiful face resting on my arm, asleep, completely relaxed, with her eyes closed, her thick dark hair spread everywhere, her feminine body, fragile and small, nestled against mine, revealing me the reason for such an uproar in my organism.I wanted this girl with an intensity that was almost sickening, like I have never felt for another woman. However, I needed to control myself, because, despite the fact that she was expecting my child, she was only a teenager, almost a child. It would take all my self-control to resist my urges to take her and make her mine while she was living under my roof. I was not going to become that kind of pervert, I already had too many sins on my back, waiting to be paid.So, carefully, avoiding waking her, I moved away li
His words acted like a fuse and I gave up the fight at once. Completely surrendered, I took possession of her mouth and kissed her with true passion, while fitting my hips between her legs opened for me. Upon breaking the kiss, I slightly lifted my torso, held my cock at the base and fitted the glans to its tiny entrance. It was very slick, completely slippery, warm and deliciously soft. I tried to go slowly, fearing I would hurt her, but I lost my mind and buried it all at once.A sharp cry escaped her throat as the deliciously slick walls of her channel tightened around me, throbbing around my rigidity, dilating to acquaint itself with the invasion.Cum! How delightful!I pulled out the cock and thrust again, going in hard and fast, burying myself to the end, nearly going crazy with the way she was squeezing him.This time, Rylee did not scream, she just threw her head back and bit her bottom lip, still uncomfortable, a lone tear trickling from the corner of her eye."This is what y
He was opening his mouth to speak when my phone vibrated with a call from security and I answered it apprehensively. As I had already foreseen, Selena was at the gate, along with two Guardian Council employees, demanding to come in to speak with me."Tell them to wait." I am having my breakfast - I just said.As I ended the call, instinctively my eyes sought out Ryleea 's , who was already staring at me with her face full of distress, certainly presuming what was going on."She's out there, isn't she?" he asked, following his intuition.- Yes. And brought along the Tutelary Council.- Oh my God!“You do not have to be like that. I am going to rub that marriage certificate in her muzzle and make her walk out of here with her tail between her legs."What if she somehow has this marriage invalidated?" What if I pay the counselor to take me anyway?- Will not happen. She may even try to find a loophole in the law, but by then you will be an adult and the owner of your nose.Now eat. The b
ATHOSConsidering that the first thing I had done on arriving from Belize the day before, after getting married to Ryleea , was to send an eviction notice to Arnaldo BiShop, giving him thirty days to vacate the house I intended to demolish, I was not surprised. when I found him waiting for me at the reception, as soon as I entered the building that housed my company. Only he was wasting his time going there. There was nothing he could do or say that would convince me to change my mind.Now that Ryleena had become my wife and I could prove, with her testimony, that I did not intentionally rape her, or even impregnate her, that accursed old man no longer had any trump card with which to blackmail me. If I insisted on going to the press with that story, no scandal would be generated with my name and, after all, I would still be seen as a good Samaritan who saved the helpless girl from her motherfucker.With that, I was free to go over his house and I would. It would make him homeless, ho
I took her by the hand and led her upstairs, locking the door from the inside as we entered my room. I noticed that Ryleea was looking around, as it was certainly the first time she had entered that room. I needed to decide whether or not to invite her to bring her things and sleep there, as we would be sharing the same roof over the course of several months and I would be unable to keep my hands off her during that time."Are you really all right?" she asked, looking back at me."And why wouldn't I be?"Eliminating the distance between us, I took my hand to the back of her hair and pulled the pigtail that held it, undoing her ponytail, watching the dense, dark strands fall beautifully over her shoulders.“You do not look well. Did something happen?"Please stop asking questions and make love to me." I need it now.Rylee looked confused, unable to understand. As she did not say anything, I just attacked her, holding her firmly by the back of her neck and taking possession of her mouth
ATHOSWhen I got back to work, I felt much calmer and more relaxed, so I was able to focus better on work during the afternoon. As the hours passed, I held a few meetings with the engineers and lawyers, sorted out everything I had to resolve, and finally remembered that I needed to get a doctor to do Ryleea 's prenatal care .With much insistence, I managed to convince Dr. Gabriel, one of the best obstetricians in São Paulo, to travel by helicopter to SaintClair City, bringing all his medical paraphernalia for the beginning of his consultations, since I did not trust the only doctor there was. in that city, since he could be a friend, or even an accomplice of Selena. Doctor Gabriel would arrive in three days, and would return for subsequent appointments, or when needed.I spent the whole afternoon thinking about Rylee , how good it was to be with her, to taste and smell her, to possess her. I have never wanted a woman as intensely as I wanted her, a feeling that had only grown after w
ATHOSThe Christmas House was wrapped in a magical and welcoming atmosphere. Lights twinkled on the facade, creating a dazzling sight that could be seen from afar. A grand decorative arch, made of pine, golden ornaments, and red ribbons, adorned the entrance of the house, inviting everyone to come in and celebrate the festivity.Inside, the main living room was the epicenter of the celebration. A majestic Christmas tree stood in the center, decorated with a profusion of sparkling ornaments, from colorful balls to handmade decorations. Twinkling lights filled the tree, casting a soft and festive glow throughout the room.The fireplace crackled, emanating warmth and a comforting scent of burning wood. A plush, soft rug lay in front of the fireplace, inviting people to gather around and share stories and laughter. The furniture was adorned with red covers and pillows featuring Christmas motifs, creating a cozy atmosphere.The dining table was elegantly set, with red and white tablecloths
Five years later...RYLEELove, family, and a happy ending are elements that often intertwine in the stories of people's lives, creating a framework of contentment, affection, and fulfillment. This triad represents an essential part of the fabric of human relationships and is a shared goal for many.Love is the foundation that sustains the family, and, in turn, the family is where love finds a home. Love is a deep bond that can take various forms, whether between parents and children, siblings, spouses or partners, and even close friends. This feeling is the driving force that connects people, offering support, understanding, and unconditional affection.The family, in turn, is the intimate circle where love flourishes. It is the place where memories are created, where traditions are shared, and where life's challenges are faced together. The family is the sanctuary where individuals find security and a sense of belonging. It can be formed in various ways, including blood ties or conn
Forgiveness is an act of generosity and strength, but it can also be one of the most challenging tasks a human can undertake. Forgiveness involves letting go of resentments and negative feelings toward someone who has hurt us, and this is not something that can be done superficially or automatically. Instead, it is a deep and complex emotional process that requires time, understanding, and self-transformation.One of the reasons forgiveness is so difficult is the weight of the emotions we carry. When we are hurt, it is natural to feel anger, pain, sadness, and even a desire for revenge. These feelings are powerful and often keep us tied to the traumatic event. Setting aside these emotions and making room for forgiveness requires significant effort.Furthermore, forgiveness does not necessarily mean forgetting or excusing the actions that caused the pain. It is possible to forgive someone while still acknowledging the gravity of what was done. This can be a dilemma because it may seem
I let Marina convince me that going out and having fun was the best way to get Athos out of my head. So, for the next few days, she would drag me wherever there was something interesting to do. Because of the pregnancy, we always went out during the day and I never drank alcohol. We went to the shopping center in Belize a lot, but also to a recreational club there, where we enjoyed playing sports and swimming in the waterslide. From time to time we camped and practiced other outdoor activities, such as fishing and picnics. The options weren't many. Young people in the city used to have fun in bars and clubs, but I could not sleep or drink.Matheus was always with us and from time to time Fernando showed up too. Marina's idea was that I would get to know Fernando better and end up getting involved with him, but the boy was unlucky. Almost every time we arranged to meet, something happened and he could not go. When it was not his car in trouble, it was someone in his family in trouble,
"We are not criminals who need to be sought out by the police!" I snapped, watching him with my peripheral vision.I entered the house fast as lightning and up the stairs as quickly as possible, seeking refuge in my room, but he was on my heels, following close behind, glaring at me with a face contorted with a frightening rage.I was really screwed!- It is not about this! You know that your mother still poses a great risk to this child and to you! You can't go out there without security protection!“I was not without protection. There were two adult men with us. They weren't going to let my mother get close.I entered the room in a hurry and tried to close the door from the inside, but Athos was too close and ended up getting inside.Damn it!"And who were these men?" Who was that kid you were making out with? he yelled this time, stoking the rage inside me.My nerves on edge, I turned to face him. Looking directly into his face, I felt a thud inside, a mixture of passion and longin
After examining me, he discharged me and I went back to Athos 's house , accommodated in the back seat of the car with Marina, while he drove it. Arriving there, that scoundrel had the audacity to take me in his arms and start carrying me up the stairs, in order to prevent me from going up alone."Would you please put me down?" I am not an invalid who can't get around on her own! I roared, pummeling his chest with my clenched fists, struggling in a feeble attempt to break free."Will you stop hitting me?" I am so much stronger, it is useless to try to break free.Defeated, I crossed my arms over my chest and turned my face away as I let the rascal take me."I am disgusted with you," I muttered through clenched teeth, not looking her in the face.“You hate me and I understand. Disgust is something else.- Everything that is bad, is what I feel for you.— Be careful that all this radiation does not affect the baby.The fact that he did not get upset, like he did not care how I felt, onl
The feeling of being betrayed is one of the most painful experiences one can go through. It's a blow to the heart that shatters trust and leaves deep emotional scars. Betrayal is like a shadow that looms over a relationship, leaving a sense of deceit and helplessness.Betrayal can take various forms, whether in the context of a romantic relationship, friendship, work, or family. Regardless of the context, the feeling of being betrayed is overwhelming. It triggers a whirlwind of emotions, including anger, pain, distrust, and sadness.The sense of betrayal is often accompanied by questioning one's trust in people and their ability to judge the character of others. The victim of betrayal may feel helpless, as if they have been thrown into an abyss of uncertainty and disappointment.Overcoming the feeling of betrayal is a lengthy and arduous process. It requires forgiveness, both for the person who betrayed and for oneself. It also involves rebuilding trust, which is a complex challenge.
“No, Rylee . What I want is for you not to run away with my son!”- I do not need it, thank you. I am fine. Just leave me alone.Clearly disappointed, she swept her gaze across the table, as if suspiciously checking to see if I was really involved with the work, or just avoiding her.- Clear. Sorry to bother.With that said, she left the office, head down, while I continued to sit behind the desk, overcome by that myriad of love and hate that burned in my veins, threatening to drive me crazy.I never left the office that night. After a few shots of whiskey, I ended up falling asleep right there, in an armchair, which made me wake up the next morning with a bad backache. Upon realizing that I was awakened by the insistent ringing of the cell phone, I answered the call, still sleepy. It was from the hospital, a nurse calling to say that Arnaldo had woken up, a miracle, according to her. In my opinion it was just the confirmation of that saying that a bad vase does not break.I analyzed
When the ambulance arrived, I was still in shock but a little calmer. Hastily, two nurses put Arnaldo on a stretcher and carried him towards the vehicle. For some unknown reason, I wanted to go with him, back there, with the security guards following us in another car. Ryleea also wanted to accompany us, but I asked her to stay at home, as the hospital where her mother had worked for several years was not a safe environment.At the hospital, I waited in a room for several hours until the only doctor in town came to see me.— Are you Arnaldo Brandao's companion? he asked, as if he did not know that I was the man's son and the only relative outside of jail.- Yes. How is he?- Not good. I managed to extract the bullet, but I am not a neurosurgeon. I won't know the extent of the damage done until after he wakes up. That if you wake up.I could put that damned old man in the helicopter and take him to a renowned neurosurgeon in São Paulo, if only to assuage my guilt in the slightest."Is