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.
KimberlyAs the days went by, I started to feel more and more worn out and tired. Watching Kathleen, I noticed she seemed tired too, which made me deduce that the loss of our parents was still affecting us more than we had imagined. After a few days, during dinner, Kathleen noticed how I was feeling and asked what was going on. "Actually, I’ve been feeling strange lately," I confessed, a bit hesitant. "I’m always feeling unwell." It had been over a month since we returned from Greece, and I had come to terms with the loss of our parents, determined to forget a certain event that happened in Santorini. So, I couldn’t understand this sudden wave of illness. "That’s strange," Kathleen commented, visibly interested. "When was the last time you saw a doctor?" "I’m not sure..." I tried to remember. "Maybe it’s time to schedule an appointment." "I agree," my sister said, her expression serious. "I have an important class tomorrow, but I can go with you on Wednesday." We decided to sche
AntonThe days that followed our meeting were a true test of patience. I couldn't get Pietra out of my head, but I also couldn't accept the way she tried so hard to keep an emotional distance between us. I knew she would fulfill the physical part of the agreement if I demanded it, but that's not what I wanted. I wanted more. I wanted her to see me for who I am, to realize that I could be the man she needed.To try to distract myself, I spent more time with Annalise and even thought about visiting Axel in Madrid. However, the idea of going so far seemed more like an escape than a solution. It was as if I was trying to run away from myself, and that wouldn't work. On Friday night, three days after our last meeting, I decided to call Pietra. I needed to see her again, but in a way that could bring us closer."Hello?" Her voice sounded through the phone, and I felt a pang of nervousness."Pietra, it's me, Anton," My voice came out more serious than I intended. "I wanted to invite you to d
AntonI arrived at Pietra’s 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 didn’t reach her eyes. "Of course, everything’s fine," she replied, but the hesitation in her voice made it clear that wasn’t 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 plan—all 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 Rebecca—fragile and plain—dancing in Aaron’s 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?“This is unacceptable!” I shouted, my fury spilling over.“Paolla, I need you to calm down,” he said, his voice low and controlled over the phone. “I 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,
AaronI got out of the car feeling a growing sense of gloom that was becoming harder to hide. I walked through the hall without really paying attention to the details around me — the artwork on the walls, the luxurious furniture, the muffled sound of footsteps echoing on the marble. It didn’t matter. Today, like so many other days, my mind was somewhere else.I needed a distraction. My brothers were gathered in the leisure area near the pool, playing pool. Axel and Anton were overly competitive, and it always ended in laughter or heated arguments. I thought watching their game might help me push the chaotic thoughts about Rebecca out of my head — at least for a while.But as I approached the pool table, I sensed something different in the air. The v
PietraAndressa was finally home, recovering remarkably well. That’s how the doctors described her progress every time we went for her appointments. Every time I heard those words, it felt like a massive weight was lifted off my shoulders. I was so happy, so relieved, that it was hard to put into words.However, I couldn’t deny the important role Anton played in this story. He had been by my side through all the turbulence, and now, we were dating—or at least, that’s how Anton insisted on putting it every chance he got. And me? Well, I was simply going with the flow.That’s how I ended up in a hospital, accompanying a stranger. I was with Anneliese after we’d gone to the mall to look for a gift for Paolla, Anneliese’s sister-in-law, because of her pregnancy. Everything seemed normal until we enco
RebeccaWhen I regained consciousness, the white ceiling and cold lights of the mall were the first things I saw. My head throbbed lightly, but I was beginning to piece together what had happened. The two women I’d encountered earlier—Pietra and Anneliese—were by my side, their faces etched with genuine concern. My thoughts were still scrambled, but I could hear them.“She’s waking up,” Anneliese said, relief evident in her voice as she leaned closer to get a better look at me.“I’m already calling an ambulance,” Pietra informed, her phone in hand, her posture steady and commanding. There was something about her presence that radiated control as if she were used to managing crises.I tried to sit up, but my legs felt shaky, so I let myself relax back onto the cold floor. The sensation of weakness was unnerving, and my heart was racing. I wasn’t used to feeling so vulnerable. Anneliese crouched beside me, her expression kind, as she gently placed a hand on my shoulder.“Are you okay? I