The next day, my head was hurting as if I had been hit or had suffered from a heavy and terrible hangover. I knew that none of the things were possible, but still, I tried to wake up carefully, getting up with both hands on my head. Painkillers were some of the few medicines we could find in the infirmary, but explaining to the guards that my pain was real was the real problem. In general, we only received any medication with legitimate evidence that we were sick or injured. A big bureaucracy for nothing. It was better to continue in pain." Dude... what a night..." murmured Ramirez, still lying on the bed above mine. He yawned loudly, like a lion. "God forgive me for doing this to my wife. It's been so long since we last saw the call girls, I couldn't resist. I'm going to pray ten more our father tonight.”"Only a fortnight ago," I said as I stood up and used the vase. "And praying for more times won't change the fact that you cheated on your wife, but I understand. It's better that
Joana shrugged. The gesture made me look in the direction of her breasts, because that suit was looser than the day before, and it gave me a better sense of how voluminous and attractive her body was. Holy shit."Because I want you to trust me. I want to start this by changing this formality unnecessarily. I am your lawyer, I demand respect, but I also want your friendship.”Respect. Everything I wasn't giving at the time. I sighed softly to control myself. Damn male instincts."And will we start this friendship with informal treatments? "I asked again."Yes," she said, again gesturing with her shoulders. I controlled my eyes this time. "This includes cute nicknames. Use it without fear.”"Lioness" I said softly.Joana leaned slightly on the chair, frowning her face."I didn't listen, babe."I prefer to call you Lioness," I replied, a little louder. "If you allow me.”"Of course," she said, shrugging. "If it's your fetish to give nicknames with animal names, then so be it.”"And what
"And what would be your fetish, lawyer?", but what the fuck question was that? And how the fuck could I get away from the answer so easily? If the subject had not deviated to a totally different aspect, I would have ended up confessing that my fetishes included extreme domination, euphoria, and naughtiness. Because I was too sincere and gossip beyond the account. And all my professionalism would be thrown down the drain if I had had more time on that subject.”But, thank God, Pablo started coughing and my attention was directed to his terrible state of health. Since the day before on our first date, I noticed that he really looked bad. The next day, he looked a little better, but the fact that he was constantly sick worried me. I knew the inmates died a lot in prison. I couldn't wait for it to happen to sue the place for mistreatment and negligence. Many inmates deserved that, but defending my client would become difficult if death was hovering over their shoulders.So I did the best
The dangerous brother appeared at the open door of the intimate cell a few moments later, being escorted by a pair of guards. Pablo watched me with a slight shock, so he watched the doctor next to me."Do you really think I was joking? "I spoke in an ironic tone, sitting on the hard mattress, but of dense foam that was in that peculiar cell. The doctor was already sitting next to me, removing his work instruments from a small suitcase. Pablo Soares came in, suspicious. I indicated a chair with my chin. "Sit down, Pablo, let's check what's really going on with you.”To my surprise, the prisoner sat down, still suspicious, still too cautious, but stood still in the chair. The doctor got up, putting the stethoscope in his ears.I leaned on the bed with my palms of my hands open, evaluating the way Pablo's large body was tense by the doctor's approach and even more tense when he asked the man to take off his shirt.For a moment I thought he didn't want to do that because he was in front o
Damn it was Joana Jones, but she really kept her word to take me to the doctor. I couldn't go in the same car as her. I went inside an armored car and heavily closed by the police, but still with two big and armed men in the back seats with me, and my hands handcuffed, I have never felt so free.I couldn't see the outside very well, and I even avoided stretching my neck, so that the police wouldn't notice and make any jokes. That day, none of them were in a good mood, not even me.It was dawn. I hadn't even slept. Joana got that authorization from the judge in a matter of hours, and there we were exploring the city in search of a confidential hospital that did not refuse to attend to a prisoner.The cops ripped me out of the car without being too careful, so I ended up hitting my head when I forgot to keep it down until I left, too moved by the cold winds of that morning to be able to notice anything else.There were no cars in the parking lot where we stopped, so that could only say
" Why aren't you sleeping? "I asked.Joana opened a smart smile, shrugging her shoulders."You need me, so I'm here.”"I could wait.”"I couldn't, no," said the doctor, pulling that clip off my finger. "I need an electrocardiogram and some complementary exams. Apparently, it's not just a mild pneumonia that worries me.”"Do everything necessary," said Joana, without any hesitation. "I have enough free time to follow all the processes.”"Slep a little," I asked softly, fearing that she would notice my concern and get angry about it. "You look tired.”Joana just watched me."I'm almost always tired.”"Why?”She didn't answer. Joana turned to the doctor and asked for tests in addition to those he had mentioned, specifying blood tests to make sure that there were no major immunological diseases disturbing my body. There was a time when the doctor had to leave the room, so I was alone with Joana. I lowered my eyes when she turned towards me."You don't have to worry about me, Pablo. You ar
The next day, I didn’t pay any visits to Pablo.That appointment had taken at least four hours from my early hours, so I had to postpone some appointments and sleep in the morning until early afternoon. My luck is that my sisters were too busy to stay at home, because the uproar they provoked when they were together was the real apocalypse.Twice I was woken up while trying to rest the lost hours, but the screams of the twins and my older sister screaming back always left me in a state of alert.Finally, when they finally disappeared to fulfill their routine tasks, I was able to rest. But the sleep didn't last long. I had trouble sleeping that not even the strongest tranquilizer could handle. For some time I kept consulting a psychiatrist and using the natural remedies he prescribed me, but they didn't do much good.When I slept, my dreams were the worst possible. I remembered that damn day twelve years ago, when I went down the stairs following in Jessy's footsteps and we found our f
My sisters stopped eating and gossiping, and kept their eyes on our conversation. I didn't know very well how I could tell Hazz that his brother was afraid of the fact that he didn't even visit him, and that this was causing the imprisoned man that need to let himself be carried away by death.I was not a therapist, I had not studied about the human mind and its functioning, but I could understand a person very well. And Hazz's brother seemed to me someone very tired of fighting with himself. Tired of living a life where he had no free will for anything."I went to visit your brother the day before, I noticed that he was a little feverish, so I called a doctor "I explained how to say any trivial subject during a dinner. "After that we went to the hospital. I just found out that he has pneumonia and that it was not the first of his life, but that the virus resists and that the conditions of the prison only worsen the situation that was already triggered at the time he lived on your far
"So, congratulations, love," she said, moving to kiss me softly. "You have just evolved in this life.”"I feel like an insect," I played and she laughed. I slid my fingers gently on his face, capturing a lock of golden hair that was falling before his eyes. " But although we have nothing concrete, I can say with all the letters that you were part of this evolution, Jo. Thank you very much for being with me. For still being there.”"Do you still want me to be?”"Are you still asking?”"Well, now that you're free, you can go out with whoever you want. There are more options.”"And since when do I need more options?”"I don't know, you had mentioned the story of the call girl..." she said, afraid, so her face lit up. "I got the information you asked me for. I contacted the man responsible for taking the girls to the prison. As far as I understood, he was moving, because women were not making so much profit on the streets. After a while, men lose their grace in what is nothing new, he said
The house where Joana told me to stay for a few was huge. Big enough for me to know that I would be bored at various times of my day. I took a long shower after Hazz left. He stayed with me for lunch, but Joana and Jessy left to solve some issues. Alone with my brother, I regained that lost familiarity, confessed my worst secrets and listened to his.In the end, we ended up getting it right again. Hazz justified himself about the visits, but I didn't pay much attention. I didn't want to hold on to what kept me away from him, quite the contrary. It was a new life. All I wanted was to reestablish myself. When he left, it was already the beginning of the night, and he said that Joana would be coming to keep me company.I was happy to know that Joana would keep visiting me, but anxious about how it would unfold. She met me at my worst, and we ended up making a sequence of mistakes by involving us lovingly. I wanted to be with her. I wish I had a life with her. But I would never have the c
I left it to Jackie to stop explaining everything, since she was the one who got the least tired when talking. Me and my three other sisters sat on the couch farthest from the office, watching as Jackie spoke and gestured. She told everything. From the beginning. Long before we had the idea of putting together that painting, even talking about the parallel investigations that I did only with our mother. So, when she finished, she cleared her throat and showed that she was tired. Our mother sighed." Even with such a plan, caution is always important," said the family matriarch, taking a step forward of the picture. She slid one of her fingers through my father's photograph, so she turned to us. "Your death would not bring any benefit, because your father's will leaves part of the fortune to the uncle you hate so much. Unless, of course, you get married and have children, which I believe is far from happening. But considering that your guardianship is still mine, it makes me think... W
After leaving Pablo at his new address, I returned home and tried to keep my sisters informed of the whole situation so far. Our mother was not at home, she had gone to Jessy's company to resolve contractual issues with partners, so we had a long afternoon of speculation and theories. Apparently, our stalker now had a name. Although the reason is still nebulous."Let's go to the chronology of the facts," Jessy began, collecting the large photo frame hidden in our mother's office and putting it on the desk. Photos of us, of our parents, relationships that were disclosed by the media and relatives who still remained alive emerged. "First, it all started with our father. He became a very privileged lawyer by defending celebrities who were involved with the world of crime. He defended a man who was accused of killing his wife out of jealousy, and he won the case. The man was released, but the media fell on our father. From the beginning, he was seen as the villain of the story. In fact, w
I woke up the next day by one of the guards who liked me the least. Surprisingly, he treated me very well, even calling me by my name. The man told me that I should take a shower and get ready. I thought it was strange, but I obeyed. After the shower, I received clothes that I had worn before being arrested, so I was taken to the director's office.Inside the room, I was informed that my lawyer had made it. I was free. At least, as far as justice considered it free, because I was an accomplice and ended up obstructing the investigations. Anyway, those two years in prison would never be returned to me. I was told that the police would still be present in my life, and that in any suspicion of a new crime, I would not have the second chance I was receiving.But while I was holding my only belongings at the time of the arrest (cell phone, wallet, and a packet of bullets), I thought that was not a second chance. Joana fought a lot to help me get out. The merit was hers. And it wasn't by ch
He was ready. So wonderfully ready that Pablo could have made a very successful career in the porn industry. The man had no limits. He pressed himself against me too, pushing me to the table. My ass hit against the hard side of the wood, and I let out another moan.Pablo moved his mouth away from mine, sliding his lips down my neck. He didn't suck that time, but he kissed so delicately that I almost got rid of it. Your hands walked through my body, my hair.I knew he would leave me completely messed up. I knew that even if we weren't caught in the act, probably everyone would realize how misaligned we had been for a few minutes alone. And I didn't care. I had a muffled laugh and Pablo nibbled my lower lip.The fire lit up for good, and he skillfully opened the buttons on my dress shirt to free my breasts from the bra. He did me the favor of not taking off the pieces, just opening them, in case we have to get ready in a hurry.So the frame of my lingerie made my heavy and big breasts s
When Pablo's confession was registered, the prison director informed us that he needed to make some personal calls to advance the legitimacy of the document. Along with the clerk, they left the office.I was slightly surprised that he was doing his best to help Pablo. Not only for taking the attitude of going after someone to solve the problem, but also for having given in to the deta deta's request to talk to me.I turned to Pablo. His expression was very neutral. With one hand I stroked your face. He gave me a beautiful smile, then kissed the palm of my hand and bit the side lightly.I giggled, I was so tense with that confession, with the fact that my habeas corpus had everything to be accepted now, that I didn't even notice when he licked the bitten place and was climbing the kisses and licked by my arm. I tried to pull my hand back, but he held it tight."What do you think you're doing? "I asked in a hoarse voice."Sadding goodbye to this place," he said in a malicious tone. I fu
When I received the call from the prison director saying that Pablo Soares would like to make a confession, I got in my car and didn't even worry about knowing if my security guards were following me. I was euphoric about the news, and dropped all the research I was doing on Pietro Gusman. The man had taken my sleep every night after Pablo's friend's funeral, and I kept that information a secret until I found out how our stories merged.The only people who still knew what I was up to were my sisters, because my mother was kept out of the equation. I still didn't want to worry her. I still wanted to understand how that man could be involved in two different plots, and my sisters helped me in that task. Each one had a different investigative contact, and we put the information together in a picture hidden in our mother's office. We were evaluating all the content obtained, when I received the call and I didn't wait a second to run away.I found Pablo already in the prison director's offi
I felt so bad. Not only because of the pain and pressure in my chest, but because I was always seeing that P2 was right, and that everyone in that place respected me in some way. They even tried to protect me in the best possible way. Alefe was so persuasive that he really managed to get the guards to escort me to the infirmary. There, as always, it was empty, and I went straight to my inhaler. I don't remember putting the correct dosage, and I knew my heart would race to the point of stopping at once, but I needed air, I was desperate for the medicine.With a few swallows, I was able to get back into focus. At least the room returned to my eyes and I found some guards supporting me so as not to fall. In addition to them, I also noticed that the prison director was standing, talking on the phone. I just expected it to be a call from Joana, because I knew that night would not pass. I had already postponed that truth too much and lost my only friend because of her. I couldn't help but t