Semua Bab TOO YOUNG TO BE HIS: Bab 51 - Bab 60

I practically ran to the bathroom and stood there, waiting. I didn't know how long it took for the Diazepam to take effect, or even if it would work if taken with alcohol. The only thing I knew was that if he was still awake when I came out of that bathroom, I would be completely screwed. There would be no chance of escaping being raped.Oh my! I should have paid more attention to Sandra's words when she referred to the use of this medication to make her victims fall asleep. I hadn't even read the package insert. Marina had obtained the prescription for the medication by bribing one of the doctors at the city hospital, just like my mother used to do. Who would have thought that one day I would act like her? At least in my case, it was for a good cause.Time dragged on with impressive slowness. It must have been at least half an hour since I had entered the bathroom when I finally came out, apprehensive, frozen with fear. To my complete relief, the scoundrel was sleeping peacefully, in

I didn't know if I believed her, she might be saying that to get away with it. I needed to take Raven to the doctor to be sure.—What kind of monsters are you? Would you kill your own grandson and nephew? In exchange for what? — he asked as he fought against his loss of control.If I didn't hold back, I would have killed those sons of bitches.— As if you care! — Soraya growled. — That fetus wouldn't even exist if it weren't for us. I put it in there, I have every right to take it out.I had to get out of there before I became a murderer. I would have turned the three of them over to the police if I hadn't been certain that doing so would bring the Santa Clara police chief straight to me. So I turned to the head of security and gave the order:— Take them away from the city, to the most remote and distant place you can find, take off all their clothes and leave them there. I want to see how they will manage.— Damn, man! You don't need this! — Daniel complained and I didn't even look

— Don't call me dad. I already feel like a pedophile around you.Raven gave me another smile and my chest warmed a little more. I would be able to dedicate the rest of my life, every single one of my days, to making her smile like that for me.As if under some sort of spell, I placed my hand on the side of her face, as she shivered briefly at the contact and I fixed my eyes on hers.— Promise me you won't do something crazy like that again.“I promise,” she whispered.— Now come with me. I'll take you to our room.— I want to sleep here tonight.I was disappointed, but I didn't insist. She had every right to still be mad at me.— Okay. See you tomorrow.I gave her a chaste kiss on the forehead and was getting up to leave the room, when Ravena grabbed me by the arm.— Wait. Don't go. Stay here with me.I would never understand women.— Is that what you want?Raven nodded and without thinking twice, I took off my shoes, climbed over her and lay down on the other side of the mattress. He

RAVENA After making me cum once more in the bathroom, under the warm water jets of the shower, Adrian went downstairs to talk to Silvana and I went back to bed, ready to sleep a little more. It wasn't early, it was already past eight o'clock, but I was tired after the night we had, completely exhausted.As I tried to go back to sleep, but couldn't, I saw that Adrian had left William's phone forgotten under his pillow and I picked it up. We didn't have time to try to open the folder by trying random passwords, and although I knew the chances of finding the correct password were slim, I started trying, worried that this idiot might try to recover the phone before Adrian had time to hand it over to the hacker.I tried obvious passwords, like William's birthday, mixed numbers, his mother's name, and other names I saw on his Facebook profile. Nothing worked, as expected. Until finally, I tried the same password he used to access Facebook and boom! The folder opened, unbelievably.As expec

RAVENA A short time later, Adrian and I were leaving Santa Clara in the same helicopter that we had used to take the DNA test in São Paulo. In the capital of São Paulo, we landed at a small private airport, behind a house that looked like something out of a dream, located far from the hustle and bustle of the city center. There, we exchanged the helicopter for a private jet and continued our journey.While still on the plane, we were served a delicious lunch by the flight attendant and about five hours after leaving the city, we were landing on a runway on the island of Fernando de Noronha, a true paradise. There, a jeep with no roof, driven by a driver, was already waiting for us and we set off along the unpaved road, flanked by greenery on one side and the vastness of the sea on the other. With every meter we traveled, I became more enchanted, truly fascinated, by the beauty of that place, filled with almost untouched nature, bathed by the ocean whose waters had a simply magnificen