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
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.
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
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
Living next to Miguel was that, going from heaven to hell. Heaven was when we were at the peak of pleasure and hell was when he turned into the real monster. And all this sometimes in a matter of seconds.I wondered if I really loved him or if it was the lack of Miguel Henrique from 10 years before, the super nice guy I had met.Was it worth living in heaven and hell at the same time? How good was my goodness? Was putting up with Miguel even if it was to favor him with his rudeness worth it?All this I considered as I reflected. It was hard to see that he had become a real asshole, really in 10 years he had changed a lot. And after those same 10 years without living with him, at that moment I was sure that he had only evolved negatively.The climate had not been good after the fight on Ilha Grande. Those who lived directly with Miguel were putting up with the worst side of him. The side that had no quality.Miguel's words affected me because deep down I knew we wouldn't be together. B
Yes Marcelo, I'll be there tomorrow, good night - I took a deep breath after hanging up the phone.It was less than 24 hours until the beginning of my fight. I was going to start really fighting for my children, I was finally going to show all my cards and make it clear that their place was with me. Deep down, I still felt a little afraid, I had been making mistakes that in the court of law could be the reason for my children not living with me anymore and it plagued my head and I felt terrible.I had unfortunately done a lot of bad things and had a bad attitude towards my children. I was at my worst and they were my victims.I knew it was wrong to blame others for what was happening, for the mess that was in my head, but unfortunately I didn't think and the bad words came out of my mouth. And I was afraid that because of my attitudes, terrible by the way, they would live with the unfortunate Olga.Not to mention that I was also an idiot with Oliviah, she was always with me just so I
- Your wife is right. - My lawyer added.It was hard to come face to face with Olga. The deceit was in her eyes, but I couldn't lose my head. Everything she said to the judge was based on lies or she added a dramatic tone to come off as a victim.- 'After my daughter died that, I'm sure it was this man's fault! - She pointed at me - I was forced away from the twins. And prevented from living with my grandchildren. Because they were rich I was treated like dirt. And I certainly didn't want my grandchildren with a pervert who lived drunk. My daughter suffered from the betrayals of this man and you think he can raise children like that?Wretched....- Your Honor, I object - my lawyer spoke - this lady is accusing my client of murder without evidence. We are here to discuss child custody.- Objection granted - The judge looked at me -- 'Did you ever prevent the maternal grandmother from living with her grandchildren? - the defense lawyer asked me.- 'Yes, Olga has never liked her grandch
For a moment I had to put on my acting side in front of everyone present at that hearing. I said some true and some not so true things about Miguel Henrique. There was no way I approved of the way he had been treating his children, but deep down I knew that the best place for Lavinia and Heitor was by his side. And maybe with the coexistence Miguel would improve and become a real father. There was no way Olga was the best for the twins, the shrew just wanted money and she would do anything to have it, however in the middle of her walk there was an Olivia who was not going to let her get along at all.- Oliviah? - Miguel called me as I entered the house - Wait for me, I need to talk to you - I stopped and faced him - Look, I don't know how to thank you for today...you were perfect and I will be forever grateful....- "It's hard to tell the difference between Olga and you," I smiled, "but for them to live with her would be a nightmare for the kids. Here are your parents and Camila.- An