Aaron
I walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me before stepping under the strong stream of water. I hoped to wash away the madness of what I had just done.
Rebecca was a temptation I didn’t feel strong enough to resist. Every touch, every moment with her, pulled me deeper under her spell—and that was dangerous.
I needed to recharge, in every sense, before stepping back into the battlefield. Paolla and Eric had been right: one time wasn’t enough to achieve my objective. What they didn’t realize, however, was that one time also wasn’t enough for me—but in a completely different way.
Lost in thought, I scrubbed my body harder than necessary. Facing away from the bathroom door, enclosed in the glass shower, I felt the unmistakable sensation of som
Pietra Accepting Mirellaโs proposal was one of the hardest decisions I had ever made. Now, as I prepared for this new reality, the weight of responsibility pressed down on me like never before. I decided to keep working at the diner during the day and take on only a few night jobs as an escort. The thought of leaving Isaque and Andressa alone at night didnโt sit well with me, but I reassured myself that Andressa had only fainted once and that they could keep each other company. Even so, I made it clear to Mirella that if Andressa needed me, I would return home immediately. Mirella, with her experience, walked me through everything in detail. She explained how the agency worked, what to expect, and what I would have to do. She assured me that I could set boundaries and that the agency would ensure clients were aware of and respected those limits. The owner of the agency, known as Dandara, was a respected businesswoman who kept her identity a secret. She handpicked the girls base
Anton I couldnโt believe what I was seeing. It was impossible to understand how Pietraโthe same girl Iโd known for years in school and had recently seen working respectably as a waitress in a modest dinerโcould turn into the woman standing before me now. Pietra was different. She exuded sensuality from every pore, and it was hard for me to reconcile the three versions of this same woman. "I'm waiting, Pietra. Why are you selling yourself like this?" I barely recognized my voice, filled with disbelief and anger. She tried to speak, but the words wouldnโt come out. Her eyesโthose dark, gleaming eyes I knew so wellโwere wide with surprise and, perhaps, fear. "How could you... how could you become this?" I pressed, the anger bubbling up inside me. "Youโre a hypocrite, Anton!" Pietra shouted, her eyes flashing. "While you criticize me for selling myself, you spend your money buying women's attention. Isnโt that exactly what you did by hiring me for tonight?" My anger reached
AntonPietra accepted the proposal, but I didn’t feel ready for anything else that night. I didn’t want her to be with me just because I was paying. But extreme situations demand desperate measures, and I was acting on emotion. Now, with Pietra staring at me, I had no idea what to do next."What do you want me to do?" she asked, her voice slicing through the heavy silence between us.I took a deep breath, trying to find clarity amidst the whirlwind of thoughts."We need to settle on the amounts and how I’ll make the payments before anything else," I replied, trying to buy some time.Pietra’s eyes lit up at the mention of money, and it made my chest tighten. I could
RebeccaLying beside Aaron, still catching my breath, I feel like I’m floating. The sex we just shared was intense and passionate. It’s hard to remind myself that this is just business. Aaron seemed as caught up in the moment as I was. He loved me in a way that felt so real!My experience with men is almost nonexistent, but I can’t believe a man who feels nothing for the woman in his arms would act with such passion. Nothing between us was mechanical or cold. Every touch, every kiss, was filled with an intensity that made me forget everything except us.I turn slowly, feeling a growing desire to touch Aaron’s face, to be closer to him. When I open my eyes and see him, a smile forms on my lips. But before I can say anything, Aaron practically leaps out of bed, breaking the spell.
AaronThat night, while driving home after a long day at the company, plagued by thoughts of Rebecca, I made an impulsive decision. Without thinking it through, I changed course and went straight to Rebecca's apartment. When she opened the door, all I could think about was kissing her. Driven by instinct and a touch of desperation, I grabbed Rebecca and surrendered to my desire. Her warm and responsive body made me forget any logic or reason."Aaron..." Rebecca murmured, surprised but not resisting. On the contrary, she kissed me back with the same intensity.I pushed the door shut with my foot, closing it with a thud. My hands roamed her body, tracing every curve as our lips moved together in desperate synchrony. Rebecca moaned softly against my lips, fueling my need to have her.I caressed
PietraAnton had given me a card with a phone number and email address, making it clear that I should contact him. After all, we had made a deal. I spent the whole day trying to summon the courage to send a message to Anton, trying to convince myself that I was doing the right thing by accepting that crazy proposal.The thought of raising all the money for Andressa’s surgery, in addition to covering the post-operative costs and any unforeseen circumstances, made me realize that this was an excellent deal.It was better to be with Anton than with strangers, who could be all sorts of people. However, when I replied to Anton’s message saying that I would be free that night, he asked for my address and said he would pick me up around eight o’clock. He must have been crazy if he thought I was going to
AaronEach passing day, I felt more tormented by the madness I had entangled myself in by agreeing to use Rebecca to produce the much-desired Baumann heir. It was becoming increasingly difficult to focus on anything else, even the work at the helm of one of Baumann Industries’ companies. Rebecca occupied my thoughts to the point of disrupting my productivity alarmingly.A few days after my last encounter with Rebecca, I was at the office and decided there was no point in staying there when I couldn’t concentrate. Her image wouldn’t leave my mind, and I was determined to seek some relief in Paolla’s arms. It had been far too long since we had been together, and I convinced myself that this was why I couldn’t stop thinking about Rebecca. I chose to completely ignore the fact that I hadn’t felt any desire for my wife in weeks.
PaollaI watched Aaron climb the stairs slowly as if he were carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. With each step, his resolve seemed to falter. When he finally disappeared from view, I turned back to Eric, who was still sitting on the sofa, and let out a sigh."Aaron thinks he’s strong, but he’s really just a weak little grandson trying to please Grandpa," I said, showing my frustration.Eric chuckled, a low, almost cynical sound."It’s hard for anyone to be as cold and calculating as you, Paolla. You’re expecting too much from him," he replied, his eyes glinting with admiration and skepticism.I laughed too, though there was nothing truly amusing about the situation.
AaronI asked for a divorce, and for a brief moment, I saw Paolla’s expression shift. It was as if every conflicting emotion passed across her face—surprise, anger, disbelief. I braced myself for an explosion, but her words shocked me even more."Divorce? You must be out of your mind, Aaron." Her voice was low and cold, almost like a challenge. She took a deep breath, adjusted her purse on her shoulder, and with a calculated movement, lifted her chin and added, "Actually, I’m the one who needs some time alone now—to forget the absurdity that just came out of my own husband’s mouth."I watched, stunned, as she prepared to leave as if this were just a trivial argument."Paolla, wait… we need to talk about this," I insisted, taking a step toward her. "Where a
AaronAxel sat across from me, the envelope containing the test results resting between us like an invisible barrier. Even though he had repeated countless times that the baby wasn’t his, seeing the negative result printed in black and white stirred something strange in my chest.Axel, always confident, studied my expression with a scrutinizing gaze, noticing my restrained reaction.I tried to hide what I was feeling, but it was difficult. Antonella, the girl who claimed to be pregnant with Axel’s child, was someone looking for fame and fortune. She had even admitted as much during the argument at Axel’s apartment on Saturday, as he had told me.But the truth was that, for a moment, while I had been holed up in the old bedroom of our grandparents’ mansion, the possibil
RebeccaI couldn’t stop thinking about Aaron and the intense way he had appeared at the hospital. Still, with all these thoughts swirling inside me, I kept a calm facade. I knew the doctor would only discharge me if I appeared well enough, and being stuck in that place was already making me restless.But my mind kept drifting back to Aaron—and inevitably, to Eric. I was furious with him for the way he treated Aaron, almost as if he was determined to keep him away from me at any cost. At the same time, I knew the two of them were best friends and that, somehow, they had come to an understanding. It was best not to interfere. Deep down, I knew their conflict went far beyond what I could control. Still, it was unsettling to see Eric act that way.When he finally left me alone, promising to return in the morning, I felt a relief
AntonI arrived at Pietraโs house on Sunday afternoon, as we had planned, to finish watching the series we had started a few days earlier. Despite the simplicity of the plan, being with her in moments like these made everything feel easier, more complete. But I quickly noticed that Pietra was restless, uneasy, so unlike herself. Her eyes kept darting to the clock, her phone, anywhere but me. "Is everything okay?" I asked, trying to keep my tone casual. She glanced at me quickly, offering a brief smile that didnโt reach her eyes. "Of course, everythingโs fine," she replied, but the hesitation in her voice made it clear that wasnโt entirely true. I tried to figure out what might be bothering her. The first thing that came to mind was her sister. But Andressa was growing stronger every day, which was a relief to me, but even more so to Pietra. Three weeks had passed since the surgery, and her recovery was on track. Andressa still spent most of her time resting, and under strict medi
PaollaRage burned inside me. Eric had just told me about the latest events, and I could hardly believe what I was hearing. Aaron must have lost his mind. He was about to throw away everything we had built, our meticulously crafted planโall of it because of that dull, insipid girl, Rebecca.I felt a wave of heat rise through my body, exploding into a mixture of frustration and indignation. The image of Rebeccaโfragile and plainโdancing in Aaronโs mind was almost unbearable. And now, there was a chance she might lose the baby, the only practical purpose behind this whole mess. Without the baby, everything would fall apart, and I would not allow all our planning to be destroyed just like that. How could Aaron not see the risk of ruining both our futures over some whim?โThis is unacceptable!โ I shouted, my fury spilling over.โPaolla, I need you to calm down,โ he said, his voice low and controlled over the phone. โI just confronted Aaron. He stormed out of the room, furious, but you nee
AaronI left the hospital feeling as if I were in a daze, unable to process what had just happened. Rebecca’s words still echoed in my mind—her cold determination to push me away… and Eric, with that almost satisfied smile, reinforcing everything I wanted to ignore.I got into the car, trying to calm my thoughts, but my hands trembled on the steering wheel. São Paulo’s traffic was slow, as always, but my mind was a storm of emotions. I passed through a series of red lights, barely registering where I was. Suddenly, I felt an impact and realized I had crashed into the back of the car in front of me.The driver quickly got out of his car, his face full of fury. He was already approaching, shouting something I could barely hear. My anger and frustration were so overwhelming that, instead of calming down, ever
AaronAt my words, I saw a subtle change in Rebecca’s face. Her eyes brightened, and she gave a soft smile, a shy but genuine gesture. It was as if a new life appeared in her expression, bringing a lightness that had seemed impossible just minutes before.“I didn’t expect you to show up here, Aaron,” she said, her voice soft and filled with emotion. “But I’m glad you’re here... I was so scared of losing our baby.”Her words hit me like a wave, filling me with a feeling I could barely describe. I took her hand, bringing it to my lips and placing a light kiss on it as if that was the only way to apologize for failing her.“Rebecca... I’m sorry for being such a huge idiot,” I whispered, the weight of everything I had done falling
AaronWhen I arrived at the hospital, I was trying to stay calm, but my heart was racing. I knew Rebecca was there, and I needed to see her. After finding out where she was admitted, I hurried in the direction indicated. But as I approached her room, a nurse intercepted me, blocking the entrance with a professional smile.“I’m sorry, sir, but the patient already has a companion. You’ll need permission to enter.”I took a deep breath, trying to process the information. I knew Eric was with her, but hearing that he was already by her side while I was stuck outside only made my anger grow. I could feel my blood boiling at the thought of him there, next to Rebecca, as if he were in control of everything.But I needed to keep
RebeccaThe nurse came into the room to let me know that my companion had arrived, and after saying goodbye to Anneliese and Pietra, I waited for Eric with a sense of unease. Lying in the hospital bed, trying to stay calm, I heard the door swing open abruptly. Eric walked in, and immediately, I felt a wave of tension. His face was filled with frustration, his eyes locked on me as if he were waiting for an explanation I didn’t know I owed. My heart raced, and my body stiffened automatically at the sight of his harsh expression.He didn’t waste any time.“How do you know Anneliese?” he asked, his voice laced with a harshness I hadn’t expected.I frowned, surprised by the question. The tension in the air was palpable,