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CHAPTER EIGHT: YOU SHOULD NEVER TALK WITH YOUR MOUTH FULL!
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YARA’S POV “I’m sorry about your father’s death, things were not supposed to go that way really… I did not think those rogues would kill him.” Raphael said as he buttoned up his shirt. “He had it coming to him.” I shrugged. I’m happy my father is dead, the man did not deserve to live, I had to make sure that he would not survive the raid by Diego’s men, I did this by emptying up all his bank accounts so he would appear broke. I knew they would kill him because they would figure that a broke ass like him cannot pay them. I gave most of the money out to charity. I have a lot more money than I can ever spend, Raphael Fernandez has made sure of it. I am his little slut after all. I wonder what my father would have done if he had found out that his best friend was fucking his favorite daughter. That would have killed him faster. “Well I have to return to my house. I have a seminar to give by six.” Raphael said as he checked his Rolex watch. Raphael’s
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YARA’S POVRaphael dropped me off at the street before the one my apartment is at, we have to be discreet, nobody can know about our connection/ relationship, that would ruin everything.Raphael has always been very discreet about us, I don’t know if i like that. Sometimes I want to tell someone about this wonderful man in my life but I can’t, I can’t even tell my best friend Bex but I know why Raphael always wants to keep us a secret, it is because not everybody is kind hearted, people are cruel and judgmental and mean, they will not understand a relationship between a twenty-two year old woman and a man more than two times her age. They will not understand this relationship I have with this man Raphael who also happens to be my godfather and fine art professor. They will not understand that Raphael is different from those gross older men who like to prey on younger women. They don’t understand us, so I can’t tell.It was heard to keep my relationship with
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VALENTINA’S POV I was that insecure quiet girl who constantly watched a lonely boy through the slits of the curtains, that maid’s daughter who constantly wondered why a rich boy like my mother’s employers son Diego Fernandez never appeared to be happy. He was always so glum, sad like he would give anything not to be a part of the family from which was his.I could never understand the sad look on his face, the long sighs, the worried lines on a face so young until that day I saw his face pulled him away kicking and screaming after beating him with a leather belt after tying him up.I did not see Diego again for three days until I accompanied my mother that dark Sunday night. I was not sure who we were taking all those many food to, I was not sure who needed that much food, I had not even known that the mansion had a dungeon until that day.Mom and I walked through a dark scary underground stairwell which continued for the longest time, the air got thicker with
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