Sofia I never thought this day would come. There he is, David, standing at the threshold of my restaurant—the same one I managed to reopen after numerous setbacks, and after he left me in ruins. It's as if the years haven't touched his skin, the same cold expression that always left me unsettled.Now he sees Saborear by Sofia, the elegant restaurant I built, flourishing in one of the city's best areas, and me, Sofia, rebuilt, renewed. He approaches the counter where I am and gestures to the chair in front of me, as if asking if he can sit. Surprised, I just nod mechanically.There's a mischievous smile on his face. His familiar red hair is tousled, and his gaze is admiring as he surveys the place, bustling with dinner guests.I confess I'm a little shaken. But not because he affects me. I don't think I ever harbored true feelings for this man. He was just good with words, saying what I needed to hear at the time."Hello, beautiful Sofia," David finally says. "Look at this place! It's
Sofia My days are busy, juggling being a mother, wife, and businesswoman. But I can't complain. I love every stage. I've been getting little sleep, but my energy is high. And Brandon… what can I say about this man? That he's perfect? That would be an understatement. He's my support, my safe harbor, my lover. Now that we have Aaron, our little bundle of joy, he has slowed down his work pace a bit, just to be with us more. He's a wonderful father! The best in the world! Loving, sweet. He even learned how to change diapers. He wants to be part of every moment. And he's been mentioning that he wants another baby. I confess the idea tempts me."I don't want Aaron to grow up alone. We could arrange a little brother or sister for him," he suggests, kissing my neck as I get ready to go to the restaurant.I smile and tilt my head, allowing him more access."Love! Aaron is only three months old! Isn't it too early?""And when he's six?" he insists, his hands around my waist.I burst into a lo
Sofia "The important thing is that you're safe, and Aaron too. And that this idiot doesn't show his face again. You'll have to see me. "Brandon pulls back a lock of my hair and looks tenderly into my eyes, kissing my forehead. I smile and hug him, leaning my head against his strong chest.I mentally thank him for having an understanding and supportive husband. I feel a little calmer in his arms, even if the episode with David still echoes in my mind. The restaurant, which used to be my refuge, has quickly become a battleground, and the battle isn't just in the kitchen. It's all because of endless jealousy, from an unfortunate man who doesn't know how to deal with his failure. "We'll get through this together, as we always do. "Brandon smiles at me too, trying to dispel the tension in the air.We go to the room where Aaron is asleep and watch him. He looks like an angel. Every day he looks more like his father and I love it! "I think we'll have to hire another babysitter. "I say to
Sofia Laureen, the new nanny, has been a great help. She has a knack for taking care of Aaron and is always very helpful. Beautiful and friendly, as she is often with me in the restaurant because I like to have my baby close to me, she quickly made friends with everyone there. However, Laura said there was something about her that didn't sit well with her."I don't know what it is," she said, narrowing her eyes and examining the girl rocking Aaron on the mezzanine to put him to sleep. "She's too perfect. And I don't like people who are too perfect. They always bring some trouble.""I think you're reading too much into it," I try to change the subject, not wanting to be influenced by Laura's suspicions. I have too many problems currently to look for someone else to help with my son. Besides, I really don't see anything that Laura claims to see. I see only a young woman of humble origin who needs to work and is doing her best. I hope my friend's sixth sense is wrong this time. "And how
Sofia "Unfortunately, the attack on Laureen made the restaurant a center of intense emotions," I commented to Laura, "The news of intentional poisoning shocked my team. The atmosphere is one of distrust and fear," I sigh. "I've increased security measures, and the police investigation is delving into the motives behind the targeted attack."What a mess, friend! I could say it was David, but he's still in custody, right?""Yes, although I believe he won't stay there for long.""Well, I don't completely rule him out, to be honest. He may have contacts.""At this point, I don't rule out anything. Laureen's recovery is progressing slowly," I say, holding my head in my hands. "I hope she'll be okay! Even though I know I'm not at fault and trust my staff completely, I feel responsible."Laura rubs my shoulder, trying to console me.While dividing my time between the restaurant and hospital visits, the weight of responsibility and concern for her well-being takes its toll. The resilience th
Sofia However, as the pressures at the restaurant persist, even my commitment to my promise to prioritize my relationship with Brandon begins to falter. The daily demands, unforeseen challenges and constant worries become a burden that is difficult to bear.At first, I try to keep the date nights and special moments going, but I soon realize that my intentions are being swallowed up by the demands of the restaurant. "I've been thinking. "Brandon approaches me, massaging my shoulders, while I'm in his office, examining samples of the new menu. "We could go away this weekend. You, Aaron and me. We could take Laureen to help us with the baby. "He pulls my hair, making me turn my head to the side, so he can get to my neck and nibbles on it, making me shiver. "This way we'll have a bit of time to ourselves. I bite my lip and swallow. I know my answer won't please him. "This weekend, we'll be adding the restaurant's new recipes. I need to be there, love… "I feel Brandon close his frown
BrandonSofia left for the restaurant. Since Aaron was a bit under the weather, we thought it would be better for him to stay home with me with Laureen's help. I'm in the kitchen, going through some documents, when Laureen approaches."Did Aaron manage to sleep?"I ask."Yes, but it took a while!"she smiles.The girl is pretty, communicative, and helpful. After recovering from the incident, she seemed even more dedicated to being helpful.I run my hands over my face."My God, my son's first cold! I never thought I'd be so worried! He's so uncomfortable."Laureen laughs at my reaction."It's how it goes,"she says, washing the small bottle in the sink. "My brothers used to get cranky when they were sick. It'll only last a few days. You'll see."She pauses a few steps away, thoughtful."You have such a dedicated way of taking care of him. It's admirable. You're a great father!""Thank you. "I'm just trying to do my best."The young woman moves a bit closer."Sometimes, I think you deserve
The days pass, and the atmosphere at home remains tense. Laureen continues to be a constant presence, now more involved in the family's daily life. Sometimes, she suggests activities like park outings with Aaron or simply offers to help with household chores. Her willingness to get closer to me and Sofia seems to increase every day.One day, while I'm in the living room, Laureen comes up with a proposal."I thought it would be good for all of us to go out for dinner. What do you think about me preparing a special dinner? That way, we can relax a bit."I look at her, surprised by the suggestion. The idea of dinner seems harmless enough, but something in her expression makes me hesitate. She's clearly trying to create opportunities for us to get closer, but why?"Oh, Laureen, you don't have to worry. Sofia and I are used to the hustle and bustle. Plus, with Aaron not feeling well, I think it's better not to change our routine too much."She seems disappointed for a moment but quickly re