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Chapter 13 - Olíviah (Part 2)
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On the Beam Chapter 14 - Miguel Henrique
I wish I had never left it. Inside Oliviah, despite everything, I won't deny it, was my favorite place. Even after having tried several women.The smile on her lips made it clear to me that just like me, she had also enjoyed our sex.I didn't want to think about afterwards, I wanted to enjoy that moment and forget everything bad that had ever happened between us.Even in the silence inside the room we stared at each other and talked by looking because no words needed to be said.I wanted to go from there to try to fix everything I had done bad with her in the past, maybe start one or better rekindle the real relationship with the woman who had marked me in my youth.- É....a we forgot the condom...do you take medicine? - I said trying to break the damn silence - No...me- Don't worry!!! - She huffed and laughed - You're not going to be a daddy for the third time, at least on my part it's impossible!!!- I didn't mean it Oliviah,I....- Shiii..relax Miguel and good night! - She said an
On the Beam Chapter 15 - Olíviah
My eyes burned and burned announcing tears, but I was not going to cry in front of him because my ego and my pride spoke louder. Unfortunately because of him I had become a stronger woman and no man was going to step on me again without being stepped on. Miguel had used me and I was going to use him too.No, I wasn't playing the victim but I wanted him to feel the way I felt, I wanted him to get over himself and become a man! Because the world was already full of Miguel Moleque.For a moment I came to believe that after our night we could give a truce but no. With Miguel it was impossible because his naughty and naughty side always spoke louder. And since he had managed to sleep with me he would no longer need to make an effort to please me or pretend to desire me.- I'm more self-hating than him - A tear ran down my cheek as I spoke to my sister on the phone - I couldn't have had sex with him Beca....- "Oly...wait, that's not the end of the world." She sighed, "From what you told me
On the Beam Chapter 16 - Olga
Hate. That was my feeling for the damn family my daughter had gotten herself into. And because of me, I forced Giselle to stay with Miguel Henrique. The only good thing they could offer me was money, luxury and a good life. And that's what I wanted. Because money is the only thing I loved in my life and without money I would be nothing and nobody.Until my unfortunate daughter died and with that I lost all the stewardship, travel and luxuries I had. My good life went down the drain after that idiot Giselle passed away. If only she had taken the twins with her, but no she still left the damn kids here.But for my own well-being I pretend to like my grandchildren. My great intention is to take them away from their father so that I can have more money. With them living with me I have Giselle's insurance and if I win custody of them in court, a fat pension from Miguel Henrique. He didn't really care about his children anymore so it was a full plate for my plans. I knew that some things my
On the Beam Chapter 17 - POV Miguel Henrique
Man I hate Oliviah - I hated the thought of her - I can't wait to get rid of her Daniel.- Relax man, you're red with anger - I was really pissed off - No kidding, any day I'll read on some gossip site that you killed each other. Do you want to train for another hour, to take out this anger bro?!- No! Dude I'm fine... I just need to take my anger out on someone... and to top it off the damn thing still sleeps next to me with a sweater that doesn't cover anything dude. And you know what happens?! I sleep and wake up hard...my brother can't wait to finish all this. To have peace.- Look Miguel, it's been an hour since we finished training - Daniel laughs at my face - And you don't talk about anything but Olivia....- "You still love Olivia, or maybe you fell in love with her," he continued. "Never, I hated Olivia - Dude you never got over your ex and technically you're fucked.- God no. "You're crazy Daniel," I shook my head in denial, "I hate that woman. I just get a hard-on...I won't
On the Beam Chapter 17 - POV Olíviah
The drive home after the amazing dinner was also silent. What the fuck, the word son had entered the topic trends of my life because everyone only talked about it.Me and the kids, we were creating a bond that when all this madness was over would be hard to undo. Even Heitor was talking to me more, even if the words were short, little by little he was opening up to me and somehow I was happy because I thought that coexistence was going to be much more complicated.- I'm afraid Miguel will hurt you - He said while we were bathing in the pool - Just like he hurt mom and because of him she died.- "Heitor, that's not true," the boy said, "your mother's death was an accident.- No, Grandma Olga told me - Of course, as always the witch - It was Dad's fault!I had started to get scared. Heitor would always say that his father was going to hurt me or that I was going to have the same end as his mother. I wanted to understand what made that child think like that, it was not normal. But he als
On the Beam Chapter 18 - Olíviah (Part one)
Yes, I loved that idiot Miguel, but accepting that was the hardest part, how could I live for years pretending not to think about him? Gradually, my mind was made up of why I didn't let anyone get close, I understood that I didn't fall in love with another man because I was selective or cold to relationships, but because I had never forgotten the idiot.However, I knew deep down that we would never be together, because Miguel certainly had no feelings for me. I was simply the fake woman and in a few months I would say goodbye to him and this time forever.My night had been hectic in the vain attempt to try to forget him in a magic pass. All the alcoholic beverages I ingested only served to give me a hellish headache the next morning. And like every other hungover human being I vowed never to drink again.I had slept at Sarah's house. Because of the damn sun that broke through the window even with the damn hangover I got up early, took a shower and joined her for a very strong coffee.
On the Beam Chapter 18 - Olíviah (Part 2)
I went upstairs to one of the guest rooms, I really wanted to lie down for a while. The trip had made me nauseous because of the alcohol and my head felt like it had a samba school inside.Later.....I don't know how long I slept, but it was long enough for nightfall. When I opened my eyes, I noticed my surroundings and saw that I was alone in the room. I soon recognized where I was. I also saw that it was time to get ready for the party, so I went into the shower and let the water run in hopes of taking away my unfortunate headache.My outfit was basic. A pink, knee-length dress, white scarpain and a light makeup, just pencil and a golden, not too strong eyeshadow. It was a formal party and at the same time relaxed. As soon as I finished getting ready I went downstairs to join the others.Grandma Laura had returned in time for the party. The family was complete uncles, cousins and relatives who were not very connected were present. They were very nice people.I joined them at the hug
On the Beam chapter 19 - Miguel Henrique
My mind traveled to what had happened between me and Oliviah. It had been pleasurable, intimate and I had fucking enjoyed it. Not to mention that I had gotten excited to the point of exploding.My desire to continue that erotic moment was enormous, but I had to make her have the same feeling I had. I made a small effort to give her the change.Our chemistry was absurd, that was a fact. We felt desire in each other. The enormous fire she exuded when kissing me or the face of desire she showed made it clear that we were accomplices only for sex.I was never a man to be satisfied with only 1 woman, I always had to have several for my sexual appetite to be satisfied, but it was enough for her to kiss me that I was controlled. And after I started having sex with her, I had no desire to sleep with other women.I woke up in a very bad mood, a consequence of my thoughts during the night. It took a cold shower for me to relieve my hard-on, I felt like a 15-year-old boy after accessing porn sit
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