Rebecca
I had been in the bathroom for quite a while, reflecting on everything that had happened. However, I couldn’t stay there forever, so I took a long shower to clear my mind, put on a fluffy robe, and finally went back to the bedroom. I still wasn’t sure how to proceed, but to my relief, Aaron was no longer there. A feeling told me he had already left the apartment.
I took a deep breath, resigned to the situation. It was better this way, after all, we had made a clear agreement from the start. This wasn’t a relationship like the others. It was a business deal, a cold and calculated transaction. My part now was to hope that this one night would be enough to conceive Aaron’s much-desired heir.
As I pondered what to do next, my phone rang. I checked the caller ID a
AxelI felt tormented by memories of the first night in Santorini, but I couldn’t recall everything. The information I had about that night all came from other people. I went back to the same club every day I was in Santorini, but I never found the same woman with whom I had shared a passionate night. Not that I was capable of remembering her, but I was always alongside Fred, the only one who had seen her, so he could alert me to the girl's presence.Anton and I were back at the club that night, and he commented on the fact that I wasn't drinking."You're holding back today, huh?" Anton said, raising an eyebrow as he took a sip of his beer. "After the drinking spree on the first day,
PietraThe morning started like any other. I woke up early, followed my usual routine, and dropped Isaque off at school before heading to the diner where I worked. The atmosphere was calm, with a few regular customers enjoying the end of the breakfast hour. Mirella, a frequent patron who always came in later due to her night shift, took her usual spot near the counter."Good morning, Pietra! How are you today?" Mirella asked with her warm smile as I prepared her coffee."Good morning, Mirella! I'm doing well, thank you. And you? How was your night at work?" I replied, trying to maintain a light demeanor despite the exhaustion I felt.Our conversation flowed naturally, as it did every day. But then my phone rang, interrupt
PietraWhen the doorbell rang, my heart nearly stopped. I opened the door to find Mirella standing there, her expression serious but resolute.“We need to talk,” she said, stepping inside.A chill ran down my spine as I followed her to the living room, where we sat down.“What I’m about to propose isn’t easy,” she began, looking directly into my eyes. “But if you’re truly willing to do anything to get the money, this might work.”I held my breath, bracing myself for the proposal that could change our lives—for better or worse. Mirella then revealed the truth she had so carefully kept hidden.“Pietra, I work
AaronTwelve days after sleeping with Rebecca, Eric took her for an HCG test to confirm if she was pregnant. He said it would already be possible to get an accurate result. I was in my office, buried in work and trying to push away those troubling memories when Paolla walked in, bringing the news I feared most. “The test came back negative,” she said, her voice heavy with tension. “Damn it!” I cursed, frustration consuming me. I knew what that meant: I would have to sleep with Rebecca again. My rational side screamed that this wasn’t a
RebeccaWhen Eric called to tell me Aaron was coming to meet me again, I felt a knot in my stomach, accompanied by an emotion I was ashamed to admit: excitement. I’d spent these past days replaying the moments we shared, and knowing it would happen again made me both nervous and anxious.I took a shower, letting the warm water calm me a little, then applied lotion all over my body, now painfully aware of what was about to happen. Opening the wardrobe, I sifted through the clothes I had bought with the card Eric gave me and chose a tight dress with a plunging neckline. I had bought it with Aaron in mind.I slipped into the dress and looked at myself in the mirror. The reflection showed a provocative, attractive woman. For a moment, I almost liked what I saw. But then I scolded myself. What I was about to do had nothing to do with se
AaronI 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 Mirella’s 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 didn’t 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 couldn’t believe what I was seeing. It was impossible to understand how Pietra—the same girl I’d known for years in school and had recently seen working respectably as a waitress in a modest diner—could 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 wouldn’t come out. Her eyes—those dark, gleaming eyes I knew so well—were wide with surprise and, perhaps, fear. "How could you... how could you become this?" I pressed, the anger bubbling up inside me. "You’re a hypocrite, Anton!" Pietra shouted, her eyes flashing. "While you criticize me for selling myself, you spend your money buying women's attention. Isn’t that exactly what you did by hiring me for tonight?" My anger reached
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 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