CORRECTIVEThe days blended into nights and Túlio stayed at home waiting for Cloe to return. She didn't call, and he thought it best not to call her either. It wouldn't be fair since he had done the same to her when he left home and ignored her calls for days. It hurt so much to remember that he had done that to her. He thought his grandmother was right - there was no greater pain than regret. It was eating him up inside. Without news from her, he was going crazy, and his life was gray.He dreamt of Cloe every night, that is, when he managed to sleep. Gringo was back, Túlio learned from his men, but he hadn't seen his friend and right-hand man yet.As for Jânio, some event requiring his attention seemed to happen almost every day and kept him busy."Salgueiro was stepping on Santo Cruz," Cannibal told him one morning, and Túlio gritted his teeth in irritation."What is Jânio up to?" Túlio bellowed, grabbing his helmet and putting his gun on his waist."It's provocation, boss, for sure
LOSSES AND DAMAGESGringo did show up, as Túlio had heard, but he didn't look for him. The loss of Milla was still an open wound in his heart. Gringo had come to the hill house to suffer alone and in peace, but when he saw Túlio's car there, he gave up on entering and left. He didn't know who to blame and blamed everyone at the same time. He just didn't blame Ant, knowing she was the target and the man had made a mistake and killed Milla, his best friend and companion. He loved her. He felt a great affection for her and they were partners. They made love, went for walks together, understood each other, and Milla never demanded that he stop loving Ant too. She understood him.He seemed to sustain himself on revenge. He hadn't gotten to the main one yet, the one who ordered the hit, but he had already killed six and was going one by one, looking for the mastermind, the one who ordered Ant's murder and killed Milla. Revenge was what eased his pain a little, and no one, not even Túlio, co
CHEAP SEDUCTIONTulio was innocent of Janio and Paco's scheming. Not entirely, because he knew that the big boss was free from Interpol and imagined that Janio had his fingers behind it, as the leader and his rival, he was certainly involved. He also knew that Paco might be speaking in Janio's ear to oust him from power within the gang. Tulio knew that this was his dream, to be alone and free from the boy, whom he treated as a kid.Paco had been very quiet and had not called him except to get his and Janio's attention. Besides that, he hadn't called him to resolve anything.Tulio walked through the community's streets thoughtfully. He thought that many of the things that had happened to him lately must have reached Paco's ears. Like Cloe's rape, Milla's death, and his girlfriend's abrupt departure, it was impossible not to have reached his ears. Including his mistakes in the gang, as he had been drinking and had let things slip a bit, he was back now, but he had been unfocused.Paco h
MACHIAVELLIAN MINDS WORKING TOGETHER.Shay had never been so humiliated in her life. She thought Tulio's punishment and rejection this time were cruel. She had been humiliated more than once by him, had ended up in the hospital and had been unable to speak for days, fearing that he had damaged her throat and she would never speak again after the night they slept together. Now, being dragged out of his room by one of his men, naked no less, was the worst humiliation for her. She felt the old wretch's eyes on her as she was taken away. She hated the damn old woman. Even in the dark, she noticed that the old woman was laughing and mocking her. She was as evil as her grandson.She saw Layla looking at her when she was there, and her gaze was always one of disgust, and now she would sleep happily knowing that her grandson had chased her away. Naked!Her face burned when Sopapo pushed her through the gate with force, throwing her into the middle of the street. Few people saw her there on th
THE PASSION FOR THE PIANOTulio didn't know that Cloe had returned to Milla's house on the hill. When Shay came looking for him at the hill house, he rejected her and they left together. He tried to find out about Cloe, without realizing that she had returned there. Innocently, Cloe didn't know that Shay had come looking for him and went to the nearest town to buy supplies to stay there for a few days. She bought food for her faithful companion, Ant, and was relieved when she returned to find that Tulio was no longer there. She needed the silence and solitude, the seclusion so she could think about her life.Her life had taken a complete turn. It was nothing like the life she had dreamed of when she fell in love with Tulio. She was so innocent and young when she fell in love. Her mind was different now, more mature, more centered. Of course, she still loved him and sighed just thinking about him. Cloe knew he regretted having pushed her away. He had been as confused as she was and had
IT'S JUST DREAMING AND DREAMING DOESN'T PAY ANYTHING!"I want to repeat a few more times how much I love you," Túlio said as Cloe rested on his chest after they had made love again and the early morning was already high. She smiled and looked at him."Know that I will never tire of hearing that.""Neither will I of repeating it.""I love you too, love, very much.""But I need to be honest with you," he sat up in bed, leaning his back against the headboard and his expression suddenly becoming serious. Cloe knew they had to talk about it, as much as it would hurt her. They had to start over with an open game, they couldn't pretend and ignore everything that had happened. Their relationship wouldn't sustain if they swept under the rug what had happened. "When I found out what happened to you, I went insane and instead of supporting you, I ran away. I ran away like a damn coward! I spent a few days getting drunk in a hotel and Shay, I still don't know how, showed up at the hotel and I was
ANIMAL RACESThey returned from their mini-vacation happy and as the couple they were before everything happened and separated them. Tulio wanted to make it up to her for having distanced himself from her during moments when she needed him so much, and everything was so good. Cloe, in turn, was doing the same for him, and they were living in a cocoon of love and fantasies. She loved him and demonstrated it in every way. It sustained her to love him, and it filled her heart to be loved by him."Grandma, you needed to have seen the scene Cloe made when the plane took off and landed," he told his grandmother when they arrived, and Cloe laughed and gave him little punches."Liars, Layla, I didn't make any scene! He's exaggerating. I was scared, of course, it gives you butterflies in your stomach! But I sat quietly in my seat, praying softly.""Oh, I would definitely make a scene like that! I would only get on a plane if they drugged me!" Layla laughed at the two of them."Right? Even thou
HALF A BOTTLE OF WINE…After making love and both thinking, without commenting, that every time they made love it was even better than the last, they smiled satisfied with Tulio still on top of her, their bodies sweaty, their breath still returning to normal. He kissed her once more, and when he was about to get off her, she held him, still inside her, and gave him another hot kiss."I'm too heavy, love. I'm afraid I'll hurt you," he said affectionately and rolled to the side, taking her in his arms.Endorphins and adrenaline still ran through their veins, and they were joyful after the sex, and he chuckled softly."What are you thinking about?" she asked, propping herself up on one elbow and looking deep into his eyes, which were still dilated."How much I love you.""Oh, tell me more about it. I never get tired of hearing it."He turned over onto his stomach with her lying on his chest and smiled again."Can I confess something to you, from the bottom of my heart?" he asked, strokin