Fernando’s POVHenry and I arrived at Alexander's penthouse at the same time as the others. It had become a sort of headquarters, a place where no one could hear us and none of the girls would show up unexpectedly to ruin my surprise."So I'm going to propose to Del, Henry? Seriously? Only if I'm crazy! If I ask that woman to marry me, she'll send me packing," Don commented, making us laugh."That's exactly it. If you want to marry my sister, it'll have to be more or less on the same terms as when you asked her to be your girlfriend, without giving her the option to say no." Rick started laughing."I've never seen a woman so afraid of commitment." Don shook his head. "It's even worse than Fred, who took a lifetime to decide to propose to Mel.""Come on, what an exaggeration! Eleven years isn't a lifetime, it's just the time it took for everything to fall into place," I commented, but I knew he was right, I had taken too long."Not even you believe that!" Alexander laughed. "Well, gentl
Rafael’s POVI took a shower after returning from my morning run and was sitting at home, twirling between my fingers that little packet of pills that detestable man had given me the night before. I needed to decide what to do. I could go to the police, but I had no proof, unlike that man, who could easily incriminate me and had enough money to buy anyone he wanted.At least I had already sent Giovanna away. She was happy there with her aunt, far from here. I just hoped it was far enough. I needed to decide what to do, whether to go down this path that didn't appeal to me or risk going to jail. The truth was, neither option appealed to me.And as if my life wasn't confusing enough, I'd also picked up a problem with almond-shaped eyes to deal with. That crazy girl would be my downfall! That Hannah was completely insane, and I had a feeling she would complicate my life a lot. But why couldn't I stop thinking about her? Why was I so interested in that crazy girl? Oh, of course, I knew why
Melissa’s POVI received a message from Henry saying he had remembered something urgent and would explain when he got back. I tried calling him, but his phone was off, which was really strange. I stood there, leaning against my desk, thinking. Those two thought they were fooling me, but no, something was definitely going on and I had to find out what. But who could I squeeze the information out of?"Hey there, gorgeous, come here often?" Enzo appeared at my office door; there was the first weak link in that chain."Handsome! Come in. Come here, tell me what's new." I smiled and he looked at me suspiciously."Uh-oh! I know you, gorgeous, that look means you want something," Enzo said and sat in the chair next to me. "Mel, you're looking really hot, you know? No wonder the guys drool when you walk by.""Thanks, handsome! But don't be silly and don't change the subject, you're not getting away." I stared him down."I'm serious. But go on, tell me, what can I do for you? What do you want?"
Fernando’s POVMelissa seemed to be doing much better than the day before, but she was still a little down. I didn't want her to go to work, but she convinced me she was fine and that it would be better to go to the office than to stay home alone. We got dressed together, as we did every day; she put on her makeup while I shaved, and after we got dressed, she fixed my tie, which I deliberately left a bit crooked just so she could straighten it.I watched her in the closet wearing only her lingerie as she took her dress off the hanger. She was so beautiful, her curves were more pronounced and her breasts were slightly fuller, which drove me even crazier for her. She must have gained a pound or two recently, which looked really good on her. Her skin seemed to be glowing, probably the effect of some new cream she was using, though I hadn't noticed any different scent. And her hair was subtly different too, maybe a bit more voluminous. Whatever she was doing had a very positive effect - sh
Fernando’s POVI spent the whole day worried about Melissa. It was so rare for her to get sick, so unusual for her to miss a day of work to stay in bed, that I thought of the worst possibilities. I bombarded my uncle with questions, since he was Melissa’s doctor, maybe he could tell me what to do, but he kept answering me with evasions and started avoiding me, which was strange.When Hannah offered to go see Melissa at lunchtime, I was so relieved to be able to count on someone that I gave her the afternoon off, just so she could keep an eye on Melissa in case Catherine needed to leave. I went with her to the restaurant and bought lunch, the things Melissa liked, and sent some chocolates for her too. But the day dragged on and I was anxious to get home.But I also had a very busy day. Besides the hospital stuff, Rick called me many times to talk about what we were preparing for my marriage proposal to Melissa. And only at the end of the day did I realize I hadn't sent her flowers. I al
Hannah’s POVI had hoped never to see Rafael again after those messages, and he seemed to have given up too; after my last message, he didn't respond anymore. It was better this way. But it seemed fate was a prankster, and when the elevator doors opened on the ground floor, there he was, standing and waiting, wearing black jeans and a shirt of the same color, leaning against the wall across from me.But something was wrong with this man. He looked tired or irritated. He entered the elevator and wouldn't let me leave. He pressed the button for his floor and the door closed while I stood there looking at him. He stared at me, as if struggling to make a decision. His eyes seemed like they would pierce through my skull. But he said nothing and didn't move, just stared at me with an intensity I had never felt before. Finally, the doors opened on his floor and he took a deep breath."Keep me company for a while, Hannah? Just dinner," he asked, and there was a certain sadness in his voice."A