Lindsey arrived at the mansion as usual. As she took a few steps on the stairs, she heard an intimidating voice."Where have you been?"Lindsey rolled her eyes and turned to look at him. "Good evening, Kyle! How are you?""I am the master of the house to you. You should address me as Mr. Kyle."Lindsey didn't like how he was talking to her. His dark gaze scared her, and she felt the fear of being mistreated again. Her hands started to sweat as she clenched them together, tired of being trampled on.She raised her eyebrows and replied with a sarcastic tone, ‘Even if I don't make it out of that house alive, I won't let anyone else continue humiliating me.’" Excuse me, Your Majesty. Even if it's just on paper, I don't see the need for so much formality as my husband," she replied with a raised eyebrow and a sarcastic tone."Shut up!" he shouted, angered by her sarcastic tone and defiant look."Don't shout at me! We are not animals! We are two civilized people!""Why are you arriving at
At that moment, there was a knock on the door. Kyle looked up."Come in!" he demanded with a disgusted expression."Permission, brother-in-law, can we talk?" entered a distressed Courney."Where is Rebeca? Why didn't she announce you?" he shouted with a somber look."I saw her go into the bathroom. I hope you don't mind me being here in your office," she replied with a delicate tone."Tell me what you want.""I don't know how to tell you this, brother-in-law," she approached his desk and sat in front of him."Since you're here, just spit it out.""I wanted to tell you that my sister is not the good girl she makes everyone believe with her clothing.""Courney! If you're here to speak ill of your sister, I ask you to leave my office. I'm busy.""Brother-in-law, don't treat me like that. To show you I'm not lying, these photos were given to me by one of her lovers," she handed him an envelope she had in her hand.Kyle took the envelope with one hand, leaned back in his chair, took out th
Immobile under that hand, he whispered to her."Would it make a difference if I told you that what those photos show isn't true? No, right! So believe what you want, and please let me go."Kyle, lowering his gaze to those full lips, kissed her fiercely, thrusting his tongue into her mouth, unsure if it was out of anger or desire, but he wanted more of that rich flavor emanating from her mouth.Lindsey filled with fear as she felt her mouth devoured, knowing he did it out of anger. She struggled to break free as her towel fell off.Kyle's mind clouded; he wanted more of her. He threw her onto the bed with hands pinned above her head. With a lustful gaze, he explored her body, observing her beautiful round breasts.Lindsey panicked and stammered with a thread of voice."Please, don't hurt me!"Kyle snapped out of it, quickly stood up, seeing the terror in her eyes.‘What the hell am I doing?’ he questioned himself."Forgive me! I didn't mean to!" He turned his back and left the room.Th
Upon arriving home, he opened the door and stood there, paralyzed, gazing coldly at the interior of his house. The expansive living room space had been completely remodeled. The furniture had been rearranged, and the black cushions were replaced with turquoise ones that matched the vibrant flower-patterned curtains. In each corner of the large window, there were two tall white ceramic vases with textured surfaces, holding golden spikes with yellow and orange flowers, creating a fresh and cheerful atmosphere. He walked towards the kitchen and found Emilia, who exclaimed upon seeing him."Isn't the house beautiful? My girl brought it to life.""Um, did she do it alone?""Yes! Well, we all pitched in, but it was her idea," she expressed, enchanted by the kind-hearted girl who came to the mansion and treated everyone equally."Has Lindsey had dinner?""Yes, my boy! She must be tired. In the morning, we went shopping, and then, as you can see, she breathed life into this home. I'll prepare
It was Friday, and Lindsey left without having breakfast. She walked to the transit stop, caught her urban bus, and after a 30-minute ride, she reached her destination."Hey, you made it," Janna commented as she saw her friend getting off the public transport."You know how traffic is at this hour," Lindsey replied, walking towards her friend and giving her a hug with a wide smile."Let's have breakfast; today is going to be a special day," Janna said excitedly, grabbing her friend's arm. They walked distractedly towards a street food stall."Welcome, young ladies! What can I get you today?" said a cheerful, plump lady."I'll have a large coffee with milk and 2 pastries, one with meat and the other with chicken," Lindsey quickly said."For me, a large coffee, 3 pastries with meat, chicken, and cheese. Don't forget the guasacaca; last time you denied it to me," Janna requested with puppy eyes."How can you say that when you left the container empty?" Lindsey rolled her eyes."Friend, s
The girls had lunch at the restaurant, and Gloria sent them the food. At 5 in the afternoon, they left the place. Janna locked the gate with a padlock, Lindsey hailed a taxi with a package in her hand, and both of them got in. A car followed them to the university.Freed parked and stepped out, positioning himself at the front of his car. Kyle did the same, crossing his arms.—Did you know what she was studying? —Freed exclaimed, followed by a laugh as he saw his friend's bewildered look.—Shut up.—Now what do we do? We've been watching them all day, and my sister-in-law is full of surprises.Kyle was surprised by the things he had discovered about his wife. Resigned to withdraw, he overheard a group of young people saying,—Finally, today we graduate, we're going to receive our degrees. —shouted a young girl.—I'll be a great fashion designer. —another girl intervened with a joyful sparkle in her eyes.With a dark look, he observed his surroundings. Cars were arriving, people were g
Lindsey raised an eyebrow, surprised by the strange expression on the man's face."It was a calm day.""Should I assign you a car?" He didn't take his eyes off his prey."It's not necessary," she replied, heading towards the stairs."Don't be stubborn. You're my wife, and you can't take public transportation," he indicated behind her."If you're worried about what people will say about Mr. Pratt's wife, don't fret. It hasn't been made public who he is. They only know you're married," she affirmed without turning to look at him and continued on her way.Kyle watched her disappear from his sight, annoyed by her response. He went up the stairs straight to his room, pacing back and forth, bewildered. He didn't understand what was happening with this young woman.He entered the bathroom and took a shower, feeling every drop of water rolling down his body. He was confused, distressed, and suffocated by the things he was discovering about his wife. He tried to control his breathing, refusing
“They provide support to the children; the place doesn't have much staff or resources. Those four young people are their guardian angels; on weekends, they assist us with recreation and teaching”, pointing with a finger, she continued. "That young man is Luan, and that young lady is Stefany. They created a foundation in the name of these little ones to raise funds for food. The other two young ladies, Lindsey and Janna, support us with their designs for the children's clothing. Sometimes, the resources from the public entity arrive late or only cover a portion of the expenses. These angels have come to support me with these little ones. Now, will you tell me why he's here?""I am Lindsey's husband," Kyle blurted out, not taking his eyes off the young woman who had him distracted. His heart was pounding, and he felt embarrassed for acting in that way.Jimena softened; her fears had disappeared. She noticed how this man couldn't take his eyes off the blonde. Without knowing the men's re