Two weeks later, in Rome... "What does this mean, Benedict?! Is this why you wanted to come to Italy? Because of her? To look for her?" Pamela throws the folder on the table as she cries bitterly. She can no longer bear this situation, she is tired of fighting with the ghost of Adelaide and Gaspar. Benedict takes a napkin and wipes the coffee stains on his jacket caused by the folder hitting his cup, without the mood to respond to his wife's complaint. "I can't bear it anymore, you will never forget her. This obsession of yours with her has gone too far, I want to go home." Pamela walks over to the couch where she sits to alleviate the pain in her back. When she found the folder this morning among her husband's things, she couldn't believe what it said. "You can leave whenever you want," he says dryly but in a low tone. "No one forced you to come with me, or to get involved in things that are none of your business." "Does she matter to you more than me and your daughter?" Pamel
Emma looks at her husband with fiery eyes as he carefully salivates that object. Then she positions herself with her back to him, bending down enough to offer him a unique, delicious, and incredibly sexy view of her behind.Her husband's breath triples as his mouth comes into contact with her body. He inhales deeply, shamelessly, savoring the distinct aroma of woman that drives him crazy. Without any further preamble and on the verge of collapse, he assaults her intimate part.Adriano's tongue is having a party tonight. It eagerly explores every nook and cranny, savoring it like the nectar of the gods."Love, like this," Emma moans desperately. "Please, keep going."Adriano continues his work, now more diligently, moving a bit higher and applying more pressure to the right spot to sufficiently lubricate that orifice from which he will later delight himself.Slowly, he directs the plug to where it should be, doing it gently and with just the right coercion so that in a couple of moveme
"My love," Emma calls Adriano's attention, barely peeking through the bathroom door as she walks slowly towards where he is."For all the angels!" Adriano whispers as he takes in every detail of her from head to toe. "Emma, my love...""Do you like it?" she asks, advancing in her high heels that resonate throughout the room, until she's just a step away from him.Adriano swallows hard a couple of times and still can't manage to untie his throat. Damn it! He knew nothing would be normal with her on their honeymoon, but this exceeds all his expectations. Emma is so beautiful she looks like a seductive angel.Immediately and without any preamble, he falls to his knees at her feet, placing his hands on her thighs and fixing his gaze on the smooth and kissable skin of that part of her body."I'm very excited, my husband," she says, running her fingers through Adriano's hair. He closes his eyes for a second and lets out a heavy sigh. "What are you going to do about it?""I will give you all
After leaving the airport, Adriano takes everyone to a pizzeria for dinner, where he announces that he and Emma are getting married tomorrow at noon.That night, everyone stays up late planning what they are going to do. Bea takes care of the desserts and food, Emma hires a wedding planner to organize everything needed, while she chooses a dress and clothes for Eleonor and Gaspar. Santos sends invitations to some of the partners and businessmen and calls the judge. Adriano arranges the honeymoon trip. He had wanted to go to Greece for a long time and this is the perfect time to do it. Luckily, he manages to find a hotel and a private flight that will take them there.The movement in the Palumbo mansion begins early in the morning. Nobody is still, and by midday, everything is ready.Adriano adjusts the boutonniere on his jacket lapel in front of the mirror. The smile hasn't left his face since yesterday. He feels that so much happiness can't fit in his chest."È pronto, padre? Il giud
In Rome, five years later..."Is this for real?" Adriano sets his champagne glass aside and approaches Emma, who is leaning on the terrace railing, but looking at him."Of course. I've never been more sure about this," she responds with her usual smile that melts Adriano’s heart with love. He approaches her and takes her face in both hands before planting a soft kiss on her lips. He has patiently waited for this day for all these years. Many times he wanted to give up, to distance himself, to try to forget her, but realizing that he couldn't live without her, he would try again. Today is Adriano's birthday, and Emma organized a lunch for him at a highly renowned hotel in Rome, just the two of them, as Beatriz and Santos are traveling in Morocco, visiting their mother, and will return tonight. In all these years, they have shared unforgettable moments together. Everyone thinks they're a couple, but the truth is they haven't been able to take that step until today when she finally sa
"Isn't it the same thing you plan to do? Aren't you going to claim what you bought?" Pamela asks Benedict in a bitter tone while pointing at herself."Of course I will claim it," he responds dryly. "The difference is that I will be your husband. With me, you will have everything you never dreamed of having. I won't take you by force, but that doesn't guarantee that when you decide to be with me, I won't be hard with you, because that's how I like to fuck. You will be Mrs. Arrabal, the mother of my heirs, my wife."An overwhelming silence envelops them at that moment. Pamela doesn't even know how to respond to that.He extends his hand to her and Pamela takes a few seconds to take it. Benedict puts her on his lap, just like he had hundreds of times with Adelaide. In a way, Pamela reminds him of her, her innocence, her spontaneity, her simplicity.Benedict inhales the scent of her hair before kissing her forehead again. This is something Pamela has never experienced before, she doesn't