登入Galata Ferrari has been married for eight years to Matteo Sebastini, the man she has loved for as long as she can remember, to whom she has dedicated her entire life, and for whose sake she set aside all her goals. With a three-year-old child and another pregnancy, she believes her life is exactly as she always dreamed, until she overhears a conversation between her husband and his best friend. He reveals that he married her out of spite, believing that the woman he truly loved had betrayed him. However, this woman returns, and with her return, the happiness Galata felt collapses like a house of cards, as he realizes he is still in love with his ex-girlfriend. Matteo finds himself torn between love and duty; he thinks he will ultimately choose love, but later he realizes his true feelings. By then, it is too late, and the divorce has already been signed. What will Matteo do to win back his true love? Will Galata return to him, or will she dedicate herself to achieving all the goals she had left behind?
查看更多Again, he stood there, at the altar, waiting for the woman he loved. The first time he married her was an act of spite, according to him, to try to forget whom he believed to be his true love, unaware that destiny had something better prepared, because it was rewarding him by placing the woman of his life in his path, whose feelings for her could not be compared to any other, because simply Galata and all that she represented in his life, was unique.However, today everything was very different, to the point of not being able to contain that profound emotion that stirred within him like leaves in the wind. Everything was worth it; every moment of anguish and separation served to scrutinize his feelings and discover that there was no one else in the world he loved but his beautiful and petite wife, his Galata Ferrari, the woman who made him live again, vibrate, and showed him that he was still alive.He saw her enter through the church door and felt his heart stop. She walked, continuo
Just then, a waitress entered. However, she was so nervous that she ended up spilling the food tray on Jasha. He violently rose from his chair."Idiot woman! Clumsy! Where did they get such an inefficient woman like you?" he yelled angrily as the girl nervously cowered, fearing his attack."I'm so sorry, sir! I'm very nervous... today was my first day working in the private rooms... please, don't complain about me, if you do, they'll fire me," the woman pleaded."Why should I feel moved by you? I don't do anything without expecting anything in return. What do you offer me to convince me not to inform your superiors of your clumsiness?""I'll do whatever you want!" the girl sobbed.At that very moment, she raised her eyes, staring fixedly at Morozov, who felt as if he had been kicked hard in the stomach. He had the impression that all the air had escaped his lungs. That sensation made him so nervous that he ended up running her out of there."Out! Go! Before I have you fired," the girl
At nine in the evening, Matteo headed to the hotel where he had agreed to meet Morozov. As soon as he entered the premises, he could see men strategically positioned around the exterior perimeter. He parked his car and walked toward the restaurant area.At the entrance, a hostess welcomed him and guided him to the private room where Morozov was waiting. When Morozov saw him enter, he dismissed the man he was conversing with and looked at Matteo with an inscrutable expression."I had expected you to be alone. After all, that was one of the conditions. I would come alone, and you too. However, all your men surround the hotel," Matteo expressed, looking at him with apprehension."Technically, we can say I'm alone. The only person who was with me, I asked to leave. The rest of the people are protecting me from outside, as you'll understand, I can't come without protection. I have many enemies; there are people interested in finishing me off. I can't offer myself on a silver platter. Even
"I love you, Galata, never leave me," he pronounced, burying his face in the woman's neck, and she stretched lazily like a feline."Never. It's already proven, being with you is like touching heaven with my own hands. Whether you're Dorek, Matteo, or the mysterious man, no man drives me crazy with just a touch, only you. Besides, with you, I'm never satisfied; despite being satisfied by the act, I desire more and more." Immediately, Matteo positioned himself on top of her, without exerting too much force so as not to hurt her."And Adriano? What did you feel about him? Did he make love to you better than I do?" He knew it was irrelevant, yet it was inevitable for him to feel a bit of insecurity. Despite it having happened when they weren't together, he couldn't stop it from causing him pain and constantly wondering if Galata could one day leave him for Adriano.She caressed his cheeks, realizing the mistake she made in telling him that Adriano had been better s*x than him to make him






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