TWO MONTHS LATER
It has been two months since my son and I have been living with Marcus, our lives have changed drastically, I have never been as happy as I am now, Marcus is a loving father, I adore our son, he is always playing with him, after coming back from the office.I thought that with Sebastian's problem, things would be very tense, but it was the opposite, we have the same security, it is as if Marcus knows that everything will be fine, Marcus's company is being one of the most important in Palmyra in the advertising industry and my father's is going from strength to strength.
Which brings us to today, Marcus has been so insistent that we go out for dinner, he says it's a special occasion and he wants to take me to a magical place, so my parents will be in the care of Marcus and we will have the night off to totally enjoy ourselves.
As it will be something between us I have decided to wear a red dress, quite
Thank you very much for giving my book a chance, to each and every one of you for giving me a few minutes of your time and reading this story, I hope you have been able to perceive each of the emotions that I try to convey in the stories, that is the most important thing for me. That you can feel the anger, the sadness, the frustration, the joy and why not the pleasure of each of the characters, when reading each chapter. Maybe some of you felt Daniella's disappointment and cried with her, maybe Marcus' despair of not being able to get the love of his life back, the joy of being close to the one you love. If you felt at least one of these emotions, then this story was worth writing. My other books are also available: This is book 2, but book one is also on this GOODNOVEL platform. "When you leave your heart behind" book1, is the story of Daniella and M
PrologueWhen I was a little girl, I loved to listen to my mom telling me the story of when she and dad met; I always thought they were the needle in the haystack, an exception in destiny.When the timing is perfect, and you find yourself in the right place, at the precise moment when your soul mate will be waiting for you, how likely is it that it will happen again?And for me to be one of those people, I think the odds are against me; I don't expect to have a love story like my parents. I don't believe in fairy tales, but I do believe in finding the person who complements your body and soul.I am not sitting around waiting for my prince charming to arrive. I will live to the fullest and enjoy everything that life offers me without limitation; I am
"Yes, grandpa, I'm already in the penthouse; I already told you that I don't need to stay in a college room, you know I like to have my privacy, and besides, I will be more comfortable here," I told him."It's okay, Marcus, I won't insist anymore, but if you need anything else, don't hesitate to let me know; I know you will tell me not to worry, I know you are independent and mature, but still, you are my grandson, and I love you, son, take care, and we will be in touch," my grandfather told me and hung up the call.Back in London, my name is Marcus Myers. My father was Dylan Myers, and my mother, Isabella Jones, died before I was born. My mother moved to Ibiza, thanks to my grandfather's insistence that he promised to take care of me when I was born.My grandfather says I look a lot like my dad, with very dark black shoulder-length hair and my olive green eyes; when I see his photographs, I can't deny it, we are like tw
We finally arrived in London, and Oliver took me to the university as he promised me, always taking care of me, like the brother I didn't have. I'm thankful that now he brings that place into my life.I get out of the car and look around; the place is fantastic, "Oliver, put my bags down, be careful with my piano, please," I told him. We started looking for the building where my apartment would be."Why did you have to bring this piano, it's small, but it's a pain to be walking around; I told you I'd buy you one when I got to London," he said while he almost dropped my bags and my piano, he's such a klutz."Because my parents gave it to me and you know I love playing the piano and singing, it relaxes me so much, stops complaining," I said, sending him a kiss in the air."You should have accepted to stay at my place; you don't have to share an apartment with a stranger; you
I'm in my room looking for what dress to wear. I chose a red one, a little short that accentuates my waist, and I decided to leave my curly hair loose; I looked at myself in the mirror and breathed; this dress was a gift from my mother.Dad got hysterical when he saw it, but mom told him, "No matter what she wears, she will still look beautiful" I put on my earrings, lipstick, and a little bit of perfume, I decided to wear high heels, and that's it.I leave my room, and Ivana is already waiting for me in the living room, "wow, how great, you look beautiful; I'm sure that today, you will drive crazy more than once," she tells me."It's not my intention, I dress like this because I feel good about myself, even if inside I feel a huge insecurity, but no one has to know that," I say, smiling."That's right, friend, sooner dead
We got to the bar, and as I expected as we walked in, I kept getting stares from the women, we kept walking, and that's where Jason ran into Kenny."Hey Kenny," said Jason."Glad you guys came," said Kenny."I wasn't going to miss the opportunity to have some fun," I replied."Perfect, come meet the owner; this is Carl," said Kenny."Nice to meet you guys; Kenny's friends are friends of mine, enjoy the evening and have fun; if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask," said the owner and walked over to the bar, "Lalo, they are my friends whatever you need, take care of them.""Thanks, wow, you are influential, Kenny," I said, looking at him."No more than you Marcus, what can I get you," Kenny said."A whiskey sour, "I told him; I needed a pretty strong drink right now, which is my favorite
My smile turned into jealousy when I saw that another man suddenly put his hands on her waist and made her turn around in a way that was too rough for my taste, I couldn't see the face of that fucking asshole, but I noticed that he was hurting her. She was screaming at him to let her go.When I saw that that fucker started to take advantage of her, I couldn't hold back any longer; without realizing it, I was already walking towards them, and I went on top of him just when the son of a bitch was about to kiss her.I stepped in between the two of them, with my hand on her waist I tried to move her behind me carefully to protect her, and without thinking twice I hit that prick in the face, he fell hard to the ground and that's when I realized that that bastard was Nico.My face reflected the anger that ran through my body; I wanted to kill him with my own hands, for having touched her and for try
I woke up and tried to get out of bed, but when I put my hand on my pillow, I let out a scream and fell back on my pillow."Fuck me!" I screamed like crazy, and in came Ivana running with a baseball bat in her hand."I have a bat, and I'm not afraid to use it, you idiots!" she said, screaming as she came into my room."You're crazy; why do you have a bat, and who are you yelling at," I said, laughing at her."Dany, for god's sake, don't do this to me; I thought someone had broken into your room," she said, looking at me angrily, at my reaction."Forgive me, Ivana, it was an accident; I tried to get up, and when I rested my hand, it hurt; I didn't remember what happened yesterday; I'm sorry," I said, smiling at her."It's ok, don't worry, I forgive you, let me see your hand" I could see that she was worried about me when she came cl