We began to kiss just as if it were the first time, just crossing our house entrance threshold. His arms tied to my waist do not allow me to move away from him, and to be honest, I have no intention of doing so.My lips only respond to his. Slowly our tongues meet, causing our bodies to turn on even more. Lucas, somehow, is guiding me to the stairs and causing our kisses to be a little less coordinated. As we went up to the room, I urgently unbuttoned his shirt.My feet feel the ground's firmness, signaling that we have already reached our destination. Without further ado, I intrude my hands at his shoulder height to remove his shirt and drop it. Lucas's hands are not far behind. As we get closer to the room, he unzips my dress, and I feel like burning just the feeling of his touch.Before entering the room, most of our clothes have already disappeared. When our legs hit the bed, we lie down without stopping kissing. I'm so turned on that I can't stop panting during our kissing battl

Next dayI'm playing this game one more day that I'm already tired of. However, today is different, as I have a different perspective on things and many more suspicions. Thus, I enter Raúl Sandoval's office, whose door is open, and in a friendly tone of voice, I greet him, "Good morning, Mr. Sandoval."He smiles at me and observes me closely, making me feel uncomfortable enough. My beige dress is not very revealing, but it accentuates my curves in a pretty elegant way. "Good Morning, Sienna," He tells me, "Take a seat. I'll explain today's tasks," He asks me, and I play to be the perfect assistant by giving my best performance.After about 20 minutes, I finally left his office with a list of tasks to do today. I think I should be very determined to find the truth about this guy; otherwise, I would not endure the way he looks at me or what he wants me to do. I will never underestimate the work of an assistant, but I am far more than this. I could be working comfortably in my father's

"Sienna, I'll go to lunch; I'll see you in an hour," Raúl informs me, peering into my office."Perfect, I'll see you later." I answer and watch him leave.I've spent much of the morning thinking about the moment he left his office since I need to go in and start digging through his things to find clues.So, I wait about ten minutes, get up from my chair, go to the door, and open it slowly. Noticing that there is no one inside, I immediately start going through the drawers of his desk and filing cabinets one by one.I'd love to know exactly what I'm looking for because I have no idea. I guess the only thing I need is some document that implicates Raúl in his money laundering crimes, trafficking in precious stones, and drug trafficking. Or at least something related to Lucas's sister. Finally, searching through the folders, I open one that catches my eye.TriStar Enterprises? I keep reading the terms and services until I realize it's a transportation company $500,000 dollars?"Why woul

Lucas has been trying to figure out what's going on all day but giving him the information over the phone is too risky. This situation is entirely crazy, but I don't even know if it's good or bad crazy. I am so confused.The taxi drops me off two blocks from the restaurant where I met Lucas. As soon as I get out of the vehicle, I see him inside his sports car. He gets out of the car as I approach and waits for me in the passenger side. "Hello, love," I say and hug him as if my life depended on it; I don't know why, but I feel very nervous."Bella, what's wrong?" he asks me without letting go. "You told me that Alejandro wanted to have dinner with us, but you didn't answer my questions. What's wrong?" What does he want?" He insists.His blue eyes look at me. He is concerned, and he insists on telling him what is happening. "Alejandro is an agent of the DEA and is behind his father," I say bluntly. As expected, his face changes completely.He's surprised, and I guess he doesn't even kno

Both Lucas and I remain shocked at the information that Alejandro has given us. I feel he's worse off than us with everything he's found out. After putting on my nightgown, I get between the sheets and arrange the pillows on the bed's headboard to support my back against them.I don't know if he can get any sleep tonight. All the information keeps going around in my head, and I try to understand how far Raúl Sandoval has come with his plan to impersonate my father. Will my father know about this? What if the economic situation of the company is due to that? Has he hidden all this information from me?"Do you feel well Bella?" Lucas's sexy voice interrupts me. When I look up, I see him walking towards the bed with only that white Calvin Klein boxer and his hair utterly wet since he has just showered."Seeing you like this, of course I am," I joke. I don't know how he does it, but he has made my head focus on his perfect abs and those arms that I like so much, not to mention that damn b

Next dayI'm at a doctor's appointment for everyone in the office, but it's not like that. I am with Lucas and about to enter the DEA building in Miami to speak with Alejandro's supervisor and check if everything he has told us is accurate."Are you ready?" Lucas asks me and takes my hand."Let's go," I say, and we both start walking towards the door as if we were coordinated.Lucas opens it and lets me pass first. As soon as we arrive at the reception, a woman with copper hair greets us. "Good morning. How can we help you," she asks politely. I immediately show her Martin Miller's business card and explain that we urgently need to talk to him."It seems that Alejandro is telling the truth," says Lucas as he looks around him. I guess he wants to rule out the possibility that this is a hoax."It seems..." I replay, observing every detail just like him."Good morning. Are you looking for me?" "Good morning, are you looking for me?" a relatively thick male voice interrupts us. We found a

"Love, look at me," I ask him holding his face in my hands before starting the car to get us out of here.Seeing his beautiful blue eyes full of tears breaks my heart."They killed her, Sienna, do you understand? They killed her because they knew who she was" Lucas speaks with a small voice and breaks. "I don't want the same thing to happen to you," he tells me desperately, and without giving me time to react, he hugs me so tight that I can barely breathe. "Don't go to that office with that killer, please. I couldn't resist if something happened to you. I had enough when I saw you in the hospital, that time when you tried to take your life because of me; I felt like I was dying that day", he explains in tears.His words touch every fiber of my being. Seeing someone like Lucas, so weak, when he is so determined and strong, makes me understand that everything is just a facade; deep down, he is just a big boy full of fears."You know I can't. If I quit out of nowhere, I'll take more risk

It was uncomfortable to go in the same car that Raúl was meeting with the Dubai businesspeople. However, it was more complicated to hold my gaze and pretend that nothing was happening when it is clear that he was to blame for Lucía's death and many profound things that had happened to my father and his company. I want to yell and hit him. I wish that once and for all, he goes to jail and never gets out of there. However, I must follow the instructions Agent Miller has given me."Thank you very much for everything, Sienna. I know it's late and that your working hours have ended, but I would like to invite you to dinner to reward you for all this," he tells me when we are just a few blocks from the company.I look him in the eye and try to think of the perfect words to refuse his invitation. "Thank you, but I can't," I answer, but this is not enough for him. At least his smile says that."Is your boyfriend waiting for you?" he asks out of the blue. I try not to show how uncomfortable hi

"Honey, I think you exaggerated a bit," I repeat as I look at the office where they still have me waiting."I'm not. You see, the doctors have done several studies; if it hadn't been nothing, they would have let you go to the house immediately, but here we are still," he contradicts me. I don't know because I still haven't learned the lesson of how stubborn he can be.I decide to smile at him and cross my arms, making him understand how boring I am "if you say so," I answer him.One day, Lucas should understand that not everything can be as he wants. That's what I try to make him understand by pretending to be upset. However, he approaches me, making me nervous "don't be mad at me," he asks me. Lucas leans on the stretcher and tilts his body close to my lips, "I just want to take care of you, as I should have done from the beginning," he defends himself."You don't play fair doing this..." I manage to tell him even though I'm barely thinking."You don't play fair either. You're so bea

Now that I am pregnant, I must rest and be calm. For Lucas, this means lying on the sofa in the living room while he moves around the kitchen showing off his cooking skills. It's the first time since I've known him that I've seen him do that. Usually, the cook is the one who takes care of all this, just like he did in Italy, although his mother occasionally cooked too."Do you really know how to cook?" I question, raising my voice so that he can hear me despite the noise coming from the pots and pans on the stove.I love that the living room is close to the kitchen, as I see Lucas wearing those skintight jeans and a white t-shirt. Besides, that broad smile makes him look sexy when he sees me."I am Italian, remember?" he asks mischievously. "We love to eat and cook," he continues, and now I'm the one who smiles."I thought you were the typical rich boy who grew up among cooks and servants," I joke.Lucas shakes his head and narrows his eyes as he smiles. "I think that's you, Bella. Don