I told Marcus to drive himself, he wasn't fit, with this drunkenness on top he couldn't even hold the car keys, he could hardly stay on his feet. Seeing me stumble, Sengei helped me get inside the sports car.Throughout the journey, the matter of Stone and Garcia rolled in my head. They were already in jail, there they would spend a few years paying for all the damage they did to us. I think the judge's decision was the best; but the commotion still did not stop, so after labeling it too much, I decided that giving an interview on television would appease the tornado of false accusations, inventions; I was prepared to open up to others, I would tell what was necessary, the absolute truth, even if a missile turned out to be the cost of sincerity."Sir, are you sure you can get to your flat without any problem?" Romanov asked from behind the wheel.I nodded.We were already in my underground parking lot. I would only have to enter the elevator that would take me directly to my floor, I

"No, we can't" she managed to say, and she didn't dare stop."Yes, of course we can, little flower" I refuted, grabbing her hip and slowly invaded inside her.I didn't stop, I didn't stop ramming her until we were satisfied with this intense desire throbbing in our bodies. The orgasm came when we were kissing, so I gave her the last thrust, but I didn't come out of her.Finally, he opened his eyes meeting mine. His breath bordered on agitation.“That was…”"Wonderful, we could do it again" I dared to say.His face was epic."No, it's been too much" he emitted, joining our foreheads.I didn't want to, however, I left her inside, kissing her lips.The smile furrowed his chiseled mouth, he couldn't help it."But a shower together will be fine, I can't stay like this" he pointed out obviously.I gave him another kiss.With what happened, the drinks I drank no longer had as much effect, all that affected me was the fervent addiction to it.Even though we had sex, he flatly refused to sleep

Kelly hasn't stopped looking at me for a while. For the fourth time I drank from my coffee cup. If her huge green eyes wanted to intimidate me, she was succeeding. I took a deep breath, avoiding that curious little look.Sometimes, in fact almost always, his smile drawing mischievously in my direction. Did you suspect that I slept with Ismail? Shit, my face wasn't that obvious. Or if?Maybe I was rushing, exaggerating. Kelly wasn't a fortune teller or a witch to know everything. Well… she was my best friend, she knew me, even when I was lying. And when he swallowed the story, it was nothing more than a feigned acceptance on his part, knowing that I would not give in, guessing that I would continue to uphold the lie.God! This woman was already scaring me. He did not say anything."H-how are the wedding preparations going?" I inquired in order to dispel any interrogation attempt on his part.With the aim of undoing the silence that said a lot.“Everything is in order. We are visiting s

Inevitably the encounter in the shower dominated my mind, I didn't remember having protected us. In fact we didn't. Which inevitably gave way to an unknown in my head. Could she get pregnant, be pregnant already, and not know it?Why the hell did we forget something so important?!“Mariané, I have arrived” Ismail's voice surprised us even in the gathering."I'll finally meet that tycoon, does he get mad if I'm here?" He emitted softly."Of course not, Kelly." I rolled my eyes."I didn't know we had visitors, you're Kelly, right?" she questioned once she appeared before both of them.My friend stood up, holding out her hand."That's right, Mr. Al-Murabarak, it's a pleasure to meet you." I hope my presence here is not a bother - the brunette spoke with such formality that she did not seem to be the owner of that string of words.“Of course not, Miss Miller. Make yourself at home, and it's nice to meet you too" he replied, shaking his hand lightly.All he needed to do was lean down and k

I sighed for the fifth time, looking at the huge screen. It's been a few minutes since I watched the interview."What impact has this scandal had on you, Mr. Al-Murabarak?"The brunette launched her sixth question, then the cameras focused on Ismail. His countenance was absolute security. Even with the attention on him, in a tedious moment, he injected nervousness into her. Nothing.He looked even perfect, handsome and sexy. I already wanted him to come back soon, to be by my side.“It has made it clear to me that in the society in which we live, even the most absurd gossip is monetized, regardless of whether what is dispersed is true or false. I guess such dark, irritating moments have made me stronger, something that those who started this clearly did not expect”"And, according to those false accusations, then, you never became intimately involved with your niece?"“I must clarify that Mariané is not my niece. And yes, we were in a relationship, but there was consent on his part. T

“I am not going anywhere”"You told me to be honest with you, okay, I will be" I never slept with Zoya in that bed, in fact the whole time she slept in a room next to Lizzy's bedroom.“I don't believe you, are you going to tell me that they didn't go to bed? Lizzy is the result of that.” I rolled my eyes.“I have my needs, Mariané. But we didn't do anything in my room, I promise you we did. Lizzy was an oversight, and I'm not going to lie to you, it was a precious gift. She is my life, just like Isaac and you too”“How could she bear so much time next to a man who didn't love her?” I formulated for a minute, putting myself in her place.It must have been terrible.“Zoya did it so as not to see her parents sunk in misery” He murmured on a breath.It wasn't fair for him to give up a life in which he was reciprocated. I continued saying."It was a wrong decision, I know" he emitted directing his hand to my cheek. He caressed the area. We became good friends, we tried to keep the relation

I recognized the manly room after a couple of yawns. Ismail's space was empty. Breathe deeply. Surely he was already getting ready to go to work.I was not mistaken, he made an appearance dressed in a navy blue suit that suited him wonderfully. I greeted getting out of his huge bed, he looked perfect.“Do you feel better?”"Good morning, Marianne. I'll be fine." He gave me a smile. Thanks for staying by my side."Okay, I can make you breakfast, it's not good to start the day on an empty stomach" I offered, although I was already looking at the Rolex in a hurry.“I promise you that I will eat at the company, and I will come to have lunch with you. Could you make Risotto?"Of course, we'll be waiting for you. Ismail, have a nice day”"You too, sweetheart. He placed a chaste kiss on my mouth, then left.His perfume was left saturating the air, rocking my senses in the exquisiteness of his smell. I took advantage of making the bed; then I went to my room to clean myself up.The children w

Marcus and Sengei helped me push through the crowd of reporters who were slanted at the hospital entrance. Camera flashes fell on me anyway, constant calls asking questions, wanting to know everything. In the despair that captured my soul, I strode to the reception, far from the mist outside but closer to knowing in detail what was happening with Ismail.The brunette over there, seemed to recognize me, in any case she seemed obfuscated with the commotion outside, she looked at me, tying everything up. Probably, understanding that the press commotion also involved me. It shouldn't have surprised me, after all, our “forbidden” relationship continued to be talked about in the media, as if it were the daily bread.She kindly tried to calm my agitation; Marcus still hadn't left my side."Please, I need you to tell me how he is" I asked urgently, through tears that would not stop."She's asking for Mr. Al-Murabarak" the bodyguard explained, taking charge of me. I couldn't calm down, even if

Sengei decided to stay at the hospital while Marcus walked me to the car where Hank was waiting for me. Fortunately, the noise of journalists vanished as if by magic, their proximity being actually restricted by the police, as one of the bodyguards explained to me. I didn't pay much attention. During the way I was absorbed in lurid thoughts, the fateful thing that took away my oxygen and opened up the most hidden fears that I never felt this beastly.The golden hour of the day was leaving with maddening slowness.While Kelly had taken the children out to eat, the loneliness intensified inside the apartment. I headed to his room at the speed of light. In his dressing room I took what was necessary, I hurried. After I showered and dressed, I left a message for my friend that I was going back to the hospital, so I asked her to stay with the children until I got back.Her response was immediate, she would take care of them.As the doctor promised, I saw Ismail again. This time, I found hi

I knocked twice on Dr. Evanson's door. I waited for your pass, upon receiving it I entered your office at the exact time you indicated. My palms sweated, my heart in its box leaped with ferocity; a rush twisted my insides when I settled under his indecipherable gaze.“Which is the diagnosis? Tell me please”“Mariane, how have you been?”“Wrong, I couldn't have been any other way, what does Ismail have? No more detours, doctor" I implored.“Smith has not arrived yet, he will explain everything to you. For my part, I can inform you that he is recovering well from the injury, and I am very surprised that he is progressing quickly”"I'm glad to hear it, it's comforting news.""Miss Lombardi" they called me.I turned around finding another man in a white coat, but younger than Marc. I nodded without recognizing him, I looked at Evanson.“He's the doctor who handles Ismail's case” He approached, offering me a hand, which I accepted receiving a careful shake.“That's how it is. Tony Smith, p