Helen narrates.The days passed quickly; besides, I counted them with emotion. I was dying to travel and get to know that wonderful country that I had wanted to know since I was a child.Marina and Amanda constantly asked me out, and from time to time I would go to the fountain to see Alejandro who was waiting for me every night.She was confused yes… it was that the relationship she had with Dylan was so different. She was sure that she loved Alejandro, since he had been my boyfriend for many years, but she was also sure that what she felt for Dylan was not normal; so I thought about letting time run, besides there was little left for the trip and when I got back I had to make a decision, even though I constantly felt bad because I thought I was playing with the feelings of both of them.My mother was happy with the mansion, every day we had breakfast in the garden, surrounded by laughter and trees, as she loved; In addition, we would walk for hours and she would see me exercise in t
Helen narrates.After installing my mother in her house, we went to the airport. She was so nervous that happiness did not fit in my chest.Dylan had taken care of all the paperwork involved in traveling to another country and had also brought with us an assistant of about forty years of age, Miguel his name was he was the person who was going to be in charge of serving us, getting the wheelchair tycoon up and down, among other important things.The trip was in high class. VIP to be exact. I was in the window part, enjoying looking at the sky. The adrenaline I felt in my stomach was magnificent, between fear and happiness."Moved?" she asked, taking my hand.“A lot,” I said, blushing at his touch, which never failed to make me feel amazing."Make yourself comfortable, the trip is for long hours."Dylan loved to read, so he always carried a book or two with him.While he was distracted by his reading, I was able to watch cooking recipe videos on YouTube, with headphones, listen to musi
Helen narrates.I had fallen asleep on his chest. He was stroking my hair; the cold he was making had me shivering so he woke me up.“Helen my darling, you're shaking” he whispered in my ear.I didn't want that magical moment to ever end. The smell of his chest intoxicated me; I hugged him, never wanting to break that beautiful connection that united us.I got up from his legs to clean myself. The mark that she was no longer a virgin was attached to our bodies, so I went to the bathroom to shower.I kissed him on the lips before walking to the bathroom.The bathroom was spectacular. A tub made of round shaped rocks was waiting for me. I plunged into her and delicately carved my body, closing my eyes remembering each one of her kisses, each one of her looks, each touch, and each penetration so deliciously magical.The water turned red, so I got up and opened the bathroom to make it all go away. Then I looked in a box for a shampoo and washed my hair. And when I was ready, I placed two
Dylan narrates.I had thought about giving Helen the best first night of her life, but as soon as we got to Dublin, she felt tense, as if she wanted to tell me something. And even though I wasn't sure if she wanted to go further with me, her skin, her gaze, and even her breath told me, she was screaming at me.That night was magical, I was uncontrollable to have her. Her body was insatiable, and I enjoyed taking her and making her mine until I got tired.I felt lucky to be the first man in her life, although it hurt me a lot to see her cry, but shortly after with my caresses I calmed the pain that I had caused her.The next morning, I got up early. I had plans to take her to see the city, so I left her asleep after kissing her and caressing her hair. She looked tired."Miguel, help me, come to my room" I called him through the intercom that connected the large house of the guest house that was attached to mine, and where the assistant I had hired stayed.I knew that Helen was not goin
Helen narrates.Seeing Dylan like that completely devastated me, and even more so seeing the way he had treated me. His red eyes were about to cry, his hopeless cold gaze and his veins marked by rage, it hurt and hurt a lot.By the time I got to the house, I lay down on the couch crying, wondering where he was and how he felt at that moment. I cried wondering why it was so difficult for him to understand that she loved him like this. It's just that, without the need for him to walk, I accepted it that way and I had shown it to him.I turned on my mobile, which I hadn't turned on since I arrived in Dublin, because I wanted to have peace and not remember my father and the decision he had to make about Alejandro. And despite the fact that by that time I had already made my decision, I had to clarify the whole situation with him; I hoped he would understand, that I had fallen in love with the man who had bought me, even if it sounded absurd, it was true, and I wasn't going to leave his si
Helen narrates.Arriving at the mansion, the first thing Dylan did was go to the company. He knew that he was wrong, and that he wanted to fill himself with work so he wouldn't think so much about what had happened; while for my part I went up to my room to change, to then run to my mother's house to bring her the gifts she had bought, and also to see how he was.I told Margarita and Maria to take the suitcases up to my room, I had also bought a gift for them.“How was your trip, ma'am? “Asked Maria who was very talkative."What’s up girl? Respect, why should you be asking about Mrs. Helen's private life?” Margarita scolded her, to which she pouted."Leave her alone, Margarita. " I looked at Margarita that she was frowning. “He has been great for me; Dylan and I are in love” I said enthusiastically.“Bless God! I knew daughter that you loved him, it was a matter of time before you realized that " said Margarita obviously happy, taking away her bitter face with that and getting really
Helen narrates.I opened my eyes, trying to realize where I was; I blinked several times to see the room around me, and crossed with reality, I was in my old house. Several weeks had passed since I lived with my mother again, and every morning when I woke up, I felt that feeling that I wasn't where I wanted to be, or simply wasn't with him.Every day of my life, I patiently waited for the time for him to look for me, to tell me that what he had seen was a confusion, and that he only loved me, but no matter how many days passed, and that he was looking in my mobile a message or a call, he just wasn't looking for me. That's how little by little I lost hope.I got up heavily. The last few days I had been very tired, as if I were running a marathon, plus my appetite was increasing every day.I went into the bathroom to wash up, and then went out to the kitchen. My mother had set up a small business in the house; With Arturo's liquidation, she had started selling breakfasts, natural juices
Helen narrates.After finishing my workday, I ran home. Every day she had the same routine, and even though she was exhausted, she did it with happiness. And it is that the reason for my sacrifices had the most beautiful smile in the world, and it was my great love, Dylan junior.Five years had passed, five years since the day Dylan and I parted ways. All that time I had raised my son alone, being the happiest woman and at the same time the most unfortunate woman in the world, because she had not been able to forget him for a single moment in my life. And the reason for that last part is that the millionaire was deep in my heart.Thinking about it, I touched the necklace he gave me, wishing one day to fulfill my promise and remove it from my neck; but since my heart still loved him, it was still the cross of my greatest wishes to see him again.For a long time I kept hoping to be with him again, that he would look for me to talk and that we could still be together, but everything coll