INICIAR SESIÓNAtenea, a young woman of captivating beauty, displays an innocent face that could easily be mistaken for that of an angel; however, don’t be deceived, for behind that appearance hides the very devil in a small body. She accepts Valentino Rizzo’s marriage proposal—an ice-hearted businessman—bound by the obligation to save her father’s nearly bankrupt factory. When the young Russian sets foot on Italian soil, she comes face to face with her future husband’s mistress. One might think that the fragile girl would cry over a future with a fiancé who has another woman, but… —“You’re my fiancé’s woman, you say?” —she removes her sunglasses, a gentle smile curving her lips—. “Nice to meet you, I’m Atenea Volkova, the future wife of your man. Sorry… our man.” In contrast, a husband with a cold and unyielding heart, who constantly shows her his disdain and openly professes his love for his mistress, becomes astonished when he discovers a small detail that binds him to his tiny wife. Love arises, grows, multiplies, but at some point, it must perish, for Atenea Volkova is not willing to give her heart to any man. It was a promise made on her knees before a grave, where her fragile heart was buried for life. Can true love bloom between a heart of ice and another cracked and closed to the feelings of love?
Ver másNerves were their faithful companions at that moment. One after another, the girls emerged from the majestic mansion, holding beautiful bouquets in their hands and wearing wedding dresses that gracefully embraced their figures. They were almost like images taken from a fairy tale. The exquisite white fabrics were adorned with shimmering diamonds, delicate flowers, and subtle lace. What distinguished them was the style of each design: princess, mermaid, sweetheart, sleeveless; all of them dazzled with their unique beauty. They were the most radiant brides of the moment. Five limousines waited in front of the mansion, each ready to take one of them separately, considering the cumbersome nature of their voluminous dresses. Although nervousness was in the air, smiles did not leave their faces. One by one, they boarded the vehicles that left instantly, escorted by a retinue of vehicles that followed their steps. When Holly, Loraine, Cayetana, Layla, and Athena arrived at the ceremony
POV ATHENA I'm getting desperate. It's been a damn hour since Cayetana went into the bathroom. If we keep this up, our bachelorette party will be just waiting for her to finish getting her ass ready. Layla is already ready. She's in front of Cayetana's dresser mirror, touching up her lipstick and mascara. She's wearing a suggestive red dress that hides her growing belly, low heels, her hair down, and a purse. If she's not dressing like a whore tonight, it's mainly because of Dimitri, who would be jealous of her even with their own baby in her womb, and second, because she's pregnant and doesn't want her belly to stand out so much. Our wedding is in a week, and she wants to look like a goddess, wanting the dress to fit her perfectly. But of course, it's one thing to want to be in shape and another to do it. It's the complete opposite of her, because since she's been pregnant, she eats like a pig, and sometimes she cries when I tell her she's fat. Dimitri gets mad at me for that.
They arrived at the apartment stumbling, amidst passionate kisses and breathless sighs. Holly clung to his lips while he received them eagerly, savoring their addictive softness. The man relaxed as he felt her closeness, devouring her against the door, exploring her mouth with his. Now that they were together again, he understood how much he had missed her, that he was really dying without her. "Clodan..." she moaned between kisses, hastily pulling off his suit and shirt. "Take my clothes off, fast." Both of them were in a hurry, eager to feel skin against skin. Clodan stripped off his clothes, leaving only his pants, while he helped Holly get rid of her pretty dress, leaving her in just her panties against the door. He stopped for a moment to admire her, small and beautiful, her face flushed with embarrassment and her luminous, milky skin, inviting him to touch her. "You're beautiful," he growled at her before kissing her again. "You don't know how much I've wanted this, Holl
An uncomfortable silence enveloped them as they sat across from each other under the leafy tree in the main garden. Holly stared at him, while he could barely hold her gaze. He didn't want to get lost in those beautiful eyes again, only for her to then leave and leave him with an even greater emptiness in his chest. "How have you been?" she asked. "Fine, I guess," Clodan replied, shrugging, this time daring to look at her. "And you? How has your life been?" "I've been living with my mother and my sister," she answered, a slight smile of relief on the corner of her lips. "My mother's health is better and my sister got a good job, which has helped us with the medical treatments." "I'm glad to hear that," he murmured, "but... I want to know how you've been since you left." "I needed time for myself, to heal. A lot of things happened at that time, I'm sorry I left." "Don't apologize, you had every right to. I've always respected your decision." "You..." she fiddled with her






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