Fernando's face traveled from red to pale white in a matter of seconds. He stood up under Amber's nervous gaze and walked around the small room."Pregnant?" Amber nodded, biting her lip. It's obvious." He took his head in his hands. Don't tell me," Amber couldn't help but smile, "You know what this means to me, don't you?""No, I don't know," she said, looking down."It's like he’s, my son!" He took his forehead that had begun to sweat, "we're twins, 97 percent genetics. That child is mine, Amber.Amber frowned. This one's crazy as hell, he thought, shaking his head."We need to talk to Andrea, this is very important, we're going to be parents, it's great news, but what are parents supposed to do?”! This is a serious thing," she spoke to him as she paced back and forth."Fernando, Fernando, FERNANDO! Amber shouted to get his attention. Fernando turned to look at her. We won't tell Andrea, and you have to promise."But..." He has the right." He raised his eyebrow."I know, but I'm scar
Amber didn't know what to do, every part of her being stiff as a stick thanks to the man in front of her, the man she loved, the man she had dreamed of every night of those two months, and the man who stared at her belly in noticeable surprise."Are you pregnant?" He asked in astonishment.Amber didn't know what to answer, pregnancy was supposed to be a topic Andrea wasn't supposed to know yet, but he was there, staring at Amber's beautiful belly with open lips, and shining eyes."Oh my God! What do I do?" thought Amber nervously."No, I'm not pregnant, it's just that I ate a ball," she replied suddenly, and Andrea smiled sadly.I wanted to hug her, I wanted to kiss her. I had forgotten what it was to smile, I had forgotten what it was to listen to those witticisms, I had forgotten what it was to be happy."Amber, it's nice to see you, I...""I'm so sorry, Mr. Andrea, I have a job and I can't talk to you anymore," she tried to turn, but Andrea took her arm."You can't leave like that,
Could it be that coincidences exist? Well, it's a mystery, or simply, its life putting everything in the perfect place, the reason, we don't know, and I don't think we'll ever know.Andrea was there with echoes in her hands that Amber didn't know who it was. For a moment many crazy ideas traveled through her mind, but what the man in question said left her static."You knew she was going to have a child of mine, and you didn't tell me anything?" He said, glaring at Fernando, "Have you come all the way here to see my son?" Or do you like Amber? He asked annoyed.The veins on Andrea's forehead were burning at that moment. He was furious, he had always had a stoic character and even more so now, when he was tired of so many looks in his life."Andrea, I can explain, you don't need to think I like Amber," Fernando replied, sincerely."No, then why didn't you tell me I was pregnant?""Because you were busy with your family. Amber interjected, her face red."I'm not going to argue with you
A mathematical calculation was formulated in Andrea Laureti's mind, millions of thoughts invaded him, because not only was there the possibility that Dante was Fernando's son, but there was also something called loyalty, a loyalty that Fernando had not fulfilled, and if there was something that Andrea cared for, it was, his family."Are you with me?" Is this a joke? He asked, scared to death.Fernando sighed, and then got up from the seat where he was."I'm sorry, I don't, and I'm so sorry to tell you so far Andrea, it's just that...""Shut the, Fernando!" Shut up! Don't tell me shit, I can't believe you were fucking my wife while she was with me."That's it... That's it... When I found out that she was dating with you, I stopped looking for her, Andrea, that was five years ago.Andrea stared at her twin, as if he was a fucking reflection of him, he was her brother, the man she loved the most after her father."Is Dante your son?!" He grabbed him off the wall, grabbing him by the neck
Amber was perfection made a woman, everything about her was beauty, everything about her was stunning, and she knew it, because, when she put on the silver dress, all shiny that she had worn that day for the opening of the fashion house that belonged to her mother, she looked exquisite, her belly of a few months made her look sexy, adding to that her beautiful hair, and her clear eyes that contrasted with her face.She made up her face delicately and took the handbag to go downstairs. Álvaro told her that he would be at the entrance of his house early. Amber was seriously thinking about giving herself a chance with her teacher. She was a woman tired of suffering, and she saw in Álvaro the escape from the pain she felt every night when she imagined Astrid making love to Andrea. Yes, she knew that if she told Andrea what she knew, he would surely send her to investigate Astrid, but she felt deep down that Andrea Laureti deserved to suffer, she deserved to realize, belatedly, what kind
"No, it's not your son, did you want to know that?" Andrea replied to Fernando's question.Fernando's eyes darkened so much that they seemed black. His face turned red, and a sigh of bewilderment came from his lips.He always thought that Dante was his son, he imagined it, because, although Astrid had not told him, he always felt a special connection with the little one, but the reality was that the woman had more secrets than he knew.Andrea walked to the window, they had gone upstairs, and they had left Amber downstairs with Alvaro, so they could talk. He placed his hand on the window overlooking the street and inhaled the scent of the place."A drink?" Fernando asked, pouring two glasses of whiskey.Andrea nodded his head and Fernando immediately held out the glass to his reflection in front of him. He looked sad, he looked tired, but most of all he looked hurt."Can we talk?" Fernando asked, sitting down at the desk and bending his legs as he raised the glass to his lips."Did you
Amber hurriedly pulled her hair into a high ponytail to walk down the stairs. She didn't know that she would wait for her at the fashion house with Andrea and Álvaro as boss, and even less so after the misunderstanding that had happened over the weekend, but she didn't have to explain herself to Andrea, a man who had left her stranded without caring about her daughter, so she decided to be strong and ignore the Italian as much as she could."If he gets there, you just treat him like your boss," she thought, reaching the ground floor.She opened the door, bewildered. It was very early, and she had no friends."Yes?" She asked, surprised to see two people unknown to her."Mr. Andrea Laureti sends you, these things, ma'am," said one of the men, and that's when she recognized them.They were Andrea Laureti's bodyguards, but "What were they doing at home so early?" he thought bewilderedly."What things?" She asked, frowning.And in answer to his question, the men made their way to a van th
Who am I? Fernando Laureti, as my mother says: the joy of the family, the one who always has a smile to give or a joke to tell, but the reality is very different, and the reason is: the sexual monster she turned me into. I met Astrid on a business trip, fell in love with her and became her object of pleasure, until that damn day she told me she didn't love me, that I was a toy to satisfy herself, and that she would marry my brother. Since that day, I have a clear motto in my mind; Don't fall in love, don't trust those precious pearls with long hair and fiery legs, enjoy them and get as far away as you can."Are you going up?" Reana, one of my six submissives and the one with whom I like to enjoy and unload my most desires, asks.I looked at her with a sideways smile, watching her big brown buttocks move to the beat of her walk. I lick my lips and stand up, coming out of my silly thoughts.There's constantly an emptiness in me that suffocates me, something that I couldn't fill and that