All Chapters of Yours by contract : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CAMILA SILVAI put my head between my hands, feeling my hair making a curtain in front of me. My head is about to explode, I feel that at any moment the world is going to fall on my shoulders. There has been a serious problem in the company, especially in my department. Since I am responsible for everything, in a way the blame is falling on me. A gigantic pressure is being put on me.Someone in the department took the blueprints of a future construction, a big project. They simply handed it over to the competitor company that did the construction and have already opened. The worst of it all? The company for which the project was done and mortal enemy, from other countries already, gives that had hired us.We had to stop the construction quickly, now I have an overnight deadline to tinker with this large project and turn the building, which started to be done, into something totally different. I have little time, nothing favorable situations to change this project that was made by myse

Camila SilvaI take a deep breath, holding back the tears. It's an inexplicable emotion to see my sister, my little girl, dressed as a bride, just a few hours before she walks up the aisle and says the long dreamed-of yes to the man who won her heart after everything she's been through.I am older than her only a few minutes, but the feeling I have is that it is years. I was her support when she found out she was pregnant when she was only sixteen. I was by her side, giving her the strength to carry on when Ana's father left her alone, a teenager, with a child in her belly. I have been by her side in all moments, be them good or not.Even when I was in the United States, my heart was always with my family. My biggest reason for living. I didn't abandon them at any time. So much so that my greatest desire was to go back and help them through the hurricane, but I needed to stay. The money that I was able to get was important, even more so when converting from dollars to reals.Today I w

CAMILA SILVA I celebrated with my cousin, Ezequiel, entering the dance just the two of us. I even tried to convince my brother otherwise, but he wanted to bring the Salvatore family to enjoy a night out Rio style. As I mentioned before, getting an idea out of Lucas' head is almost impossible.My plans are to enjoy the night without end, just enjoy. I knew I couldn't do this with the constant presence of that family. Especially with him so close to me. With all this in mind, I decided to leave them out of my evening.I made a deal with Ezequiel. We went upstairs without anyone noticing, I changed clothes quickly, replacing my long dress for leather shorts, with a shiny single-front top. I am planning to do even more work than I did yesterday. I don't know when my next valley night will be, so I better make the most of tonight.As she finished getting ready, we went out the back door. I was as careful as I could be, I didn't want anyone to recognize me, I didn't want to run the risk th

CAMILA SILVA My buttocks hurt, it feels like they are going to explode at any moment. The middle of my legs, especially, is pure fire. Not in a good way similar to this past dawn, but something burning after an intense night. A good night, the pleasure I felt was something surreal. Such intense orgasms, the way only Ethan Salvatore can give me. He is an asshole, with all the letters of that word and all capital letters. But an asshole who knows how to fuck me like no one else, who knows where to touch me, how to pleasure me.I have to be honest, I missed these moments of ours. I missed the pleasure I feel with him. I missed sex with Ethan.Wait, recap. I went to bed with Ethan?I turn my body to the side, feeling the strong, intense hand that held my waist intensify its grip. Even with a little bit of fear, I open my eyes and find his face calm and serene, sleeping soundly after the early night we had.Not that one, we had an early night.It takes me no less than a few seconds to re

CAMILA SILVA Surprisingly, understanding my feelings for Ethan made me better. It allowed some things to finally make sense.Now I understand why butterflies fly through my stomach every time he smiles. I know why a little bump between our skins sets my body on fire. I understand why deep inside I keep seeing it the same way, my body keeps responding similarly to the past, begging for the same to happen again.I still love him. With all the strength of my being, I love him in a way that I can't even explain its intensity and magnitude. In a way that hurts, that hurts much more than I would like to admit. It hurts because I love him and I know that I will never be free to declare, or even live this love.I can say that I understood my body, I understood more of myself when I understood how I feel about him. But I haven't accepted it, I doubt that I will ever be able to accept it. Although they are wonderful sensations, after all, being in love is magical, I don't accept feeling them f