로그인Sofia stood just inside the room, her fingers trembling at her sides. The steady beeping of the heart monitor filled the silence, each sound echoing in her chest like a reminder that life could change in an instant.Mateo watched her carefully, his eyes searching her face, desperate and fragile in a way she had never seen before. Gone was the commanding man who once controlled every room he walked into. In his place was someone smaller, weaker — someone who looked like he had finally realized the weight of his mistakes.But realization didn't erase pain.Sofia swallowed hard, her throat tight. She could feel Alessandro's quiet presence behind her, steady and reassuring, but this moment… this conversation… was hers alone to face.She took another step forward, stopping a few feet from the bed. Close enough to see the lines of exhaustion on Mateo's face. Close enough to see the regret in his eyes.For a long moment, neither of them spoke.The silence stretched, heavy and suffocating, fi
One week had passed since the quiet night I prepared dinner for my husband.Life in the house had slowly settled into a peaceful routine, the kind of calm I never imagined I would experience in a place that once felt foreign. The tension that used to sit heavily on my shoulders had softened little by little, replaced by something gentler — something that felt almost like home.That morning, I woke later than usual, sunlight already spilling through the tall windows and filling the room with warmth. The faint scent of flowers lingered in the air, a comforting presence as I began my day.From the hallway, I could hear the soft sounds of the staff preparing breakfast. They had accepted me from the very beginning, their quiet efficiency a reminder that I was already part of this household.I walked down the grand staircase, pausing to take in the living room below. Everything felt balanced, orderly, and calm — a sharp contrast to the chaos I had once known.Near the center of the room, a
I was already dressed and ready, standing near the staircase, when I glanced at the clock again.Auntie was taking longer than expected.I adjusted the strap of my handbag and walked slowly around the living room, checking my reflection in the large mirror by the wall. My outfit was simple but elegant — a soft dress that made me feel comfortable and confident. Today felt like a good day, and I wanted to enjoy every moment of it.Just as I sighed softly, I heard the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs.I turned immediately.There she was.My auntie descended gracefully, holding the railing lightly as she stepped down, her outfit neat and carefully chosen. She carried herself with quiet confidence, and a small smile rested on her face."Well," she said, spreading her hands slightly, "how do I look?"I smiled warmly."You look beautiful, Auntie," I replied.She chuckled softly, clearly pleased."Good. Then let's not keep the driver waiting."As if on cue, the driver appeared at the
It was still very early in the morning.Soft sunlight slipped quietly through the curtains, painting the room in a warm golden glow. The air was calm, peaceful — the kind of silence that only came before the world fully woke up.I felt Alessandro’s hand moving slowly around my body.I was still sleepy, drifting between dreams and reality, but I couldn’t help the soft sound that escaped my lips.A quiet moan.His touch was gentle, unhurried, as if he was afraid to wake me but couldn’t resist being close. His fingers traced lightly along my waist, pulling me a little closer against his chest.I let out a slow breath and shifted slightly in his arms.“Alessandro…” I murmured softly, my voice thick with sleep.He leaned closer behind me, his warm breath brushing against my neck.“Good morning,” he whispered.A small smile formed on my lips, even though my eyes were still closed. His presence felt comforting — safe in a way I had never known before.I turned slowly to face him.My eyes fin
The door had barely closed behind Alessandro when silence settled over the office.I stood still for a moment, listening to the fading sound of his footsteps in the hallway. The room still carried the warmth of his presence—the lingering tension of the moment we had shared just minutes before. My fingers brushed lightly against my lips, and a faint blush crept across my cheeks as the memory replayed in my mind.He told me to stay.So I stayed.At first, I simply sat in the chair near his desk, trying to calm my racing thoughts. The office was large and elegant, decorated in dark wood and clean lines, everything arranged with precision. It felt powerful—just like him.After a few minutes, curiosity slowly replaced my nervousness.I stood up.My eyes wandered around the room as I began to explore carefully, not touching anything important but observing everything. I walked toward the large window behind his desk and looked down at the busy city below. Cars moved in neat lines, people ru
The night had been long, warm, and filled with a kind of closeness I had never known before.Even in my sleep, I could still feel the memory of Alessandro's touch lingering on my skin, his arms wrapped protectively around me as if he never intended to let me go.When I finally opened my eyes, the room was quiet.Soft sunlight filtered gently through the curtains, painting golden patterns across the bed. The air carried the calmness of early morning, peaceful and still, as if the world itself had decided to rest after the storm of emotions from the night before.I stretched slowly, letting out a small breath as I turned instinctively to the side.My hand reached for him.But the space beside me was empty.The sheets were cool.Alessandro was gone.For a moment, I simply lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to shake off the lingering sleep. A faint crease formed on my forehead as realization settled in. He must have left early again—business never seemed to wait for anyone, not eve
The road was so quiet. I pulled over and looked into Alessandro's eyes. His gaze was locked onto mine, his hands slowly moving around my body.He leaned into a kiss. It wasn't rough—it was slow, deep, and passionate. We kissed for a long moment, his hands still roaming over my body, making me
The grand dining hall smelled of polished wood and fresh flowers, but the air felt heavy. Every footstep echoed across the marble floors, and every movement under the chandelier's glow seemed magnified. I could feel Alessandro's hand tighten around mine as we walked in. My pulse quickened—not just
Alessandro leaned back in the chair beside the bed, watching me like I was a puzzle he had already solved."You don't remember?" he asked again, his voice calm but dangerous.I pulled the sheets closer around my body as the dull ache in my muscles reminded me that something had definitely
The moment Alessandro mentioned his brother was coming for dinner, the air in the kitchen felt heavier.Adrian.Just hearing his name twisted something painful in my chest. No matter how hard I tried to avoid thinking about him, he kept finding a way to haunt me. I hadn't even recovered f







