All Chapters of Delilah: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The sun was starting to set as the event at Fuego's Elementary came to an end. The parents were gathering their children and bidding farewell to the teachers and staff who had organized the colorful festivities. Laughter and chatter filled the air, creating a joyful atmosphere as families made their way towards the exit.Amongst the crowd, a reporter from a popular news station approached Maria. They has been one of thosewho had caught their attention with her impeccable dancing skills during the event. The reporter, holding a microphone with a badge on their chest, smiled warmly and introduced themselves before the interview began."Good evening, Maria! I couldn't help but notice your incredible performance today. How were you able to dance so beautifully while attending to your regular working and wifely duties?" the reporter inquired, genuinely intrigued by her multitasking abilities.Maria returned the smile, her face lit up with enthusiasm. "Thank you so much for your kind words.

Li-lah's expression faltered, her eyes welling up with tears as she gazed at Mateo. She reached out, her hand covering his, her voice trembling with emotion. "I won't leave you, Mateo. I'm here for you, always." Mateo's eyes locked onto hers, his face inches from hers. He leaned in, his lips brushing against Li-lah's in a gentle, yet passionate kiss. He pulled her close, but it was as if she wasn't close enough. His hands began to roam her body, tearing off the clothes she wore piece by piece. Li-lah gasped, a mix of surprise and longing flooding her senses as Mateo's hands explored her, igniting a fire within her she hadn't expected. The world around them faded, leaving only the warmth of their connection and the rhythm of their hearts. As the fabric fell away, so did their inhibitions, revealing not just skin, but the raw vulnerability that had brought them together in the first place. She could feel the weight of his emotions in every gentle touch, every brush of his lips. "

Mateo and Li-lah sat at their table, hands entwined, gazing into each other's eyes with a love-struck intensity that made Maria's blood boil. She had tried to ignore it, but the sight was too much to bear. With a mixture of anger and sadness, she stormed out of the restaurant, leaving the lovers alone.Minutes later, Daniel, Li-lah's husband, walked in, his face radiating a mix of confusion and concern. His eyes scanned the room, locking onto his wife and Mateo. The color drained from his face as he took in the intimate scene before him."Li-lah," he said, his voice trembling with emotion.Li-lah turned, her expression blank, devoid of any remorse or guilt. Daniel's eyes searched hers, hoping to find some glimmer of love or regret, but there was nothing.Daniel approached their table, his eyes welling up with tears. "So it's true," he whispered, his voice cracking. "Your mother told me you were having an affair, and I refused to believe it. I sacrificed my life for you, Li-lah, and th

The room was dimly lit, the only sound the soft hum of the air conditioner. Mateo, Santiago, Juan, and Logan sat around the round table, their faces illuminated only by the faint glow of the table lamp.Mateo's expression was a mask of calmness, his eyes fixed on the table as if daring anyone to speak. Santiago's face was stern, his jaw clenched in frustration. Juan's eyes darted back and forth, his brow furrowed in concern. Logan's face was twisted in a scowl, his arms crossed over his chest."Can I know why I've been summoned?" Mateo asked, his voice firm but polite, breaking the silence. "I am a busy man and I don't have time for idle sitting."Logan snickered, a sly grin spreading across his face. "Let's see how busy you'll be from today," he said, his voice dripping with malice.The door opened, and a lady walked in, carrying a stack of documents. Juan rose to collect them, his movements swift and silent. The lady departed as swiftly as she arrived, leaving behind an uncomfortab

Mateo sat at his small wooden table, a flickering candle casting soft shadows on the walls of his cramped room. The smell of roasted chicken filled the air, mixing with the faint aroma of herbs. He took a bite, savoring the crispy skin and tender meat, while his laptop sat open in front of him, the screen illuminating his face in the dim light. On the other end of the call was Lilah, her bright smile lighting up his evening.“Are you eating again?” Lilah laughed, her voice warm and teasing.Mateo chuckled, wiping his mouth with a napkin. “Guilty as charged. I can’t help it if I enjoy good food.”“You’re going to turn into a chicken soon,” she joked, her eyes sparkling through the screen.He grinned at her, feeling a warmth spread through him. “Well, if it means I get to see you every day, I’d happily become a chicken.”Lilah rolled her eyes playfully. “Flattery will get you nowhere, Mateo. But keep trying.”As they continued their light-hearted banter, Mateo leaned back in his chair,