Ethan Salvatore Family. How many times have I dreamed of saying that I have mine? Especially after Camila left. I would catch myself on one of my gray days, looking at nothing and imagining myself in a parallel reality, where we were still together, with our family!Most of the time, I had a small copy of Camila coming to wake us up. Unlike the other times I was forced to wake up, the smile was already on my face before my eyes opened. This is because a drop of people, carrying a part of my heart, the one that is not with the beautiful brunette, makes everything better.In all my dreams, I was in paradise, being as happy as ever. But then I was forced to wake up, to deal with loneliness and an emptiness so big inside me that I couldn't explain it. A huge longing, I just didn't know for whom. Melancholy because everything was just a parallel reality, totally unreachable... at least from my perspective, I would never have any of it.Now my dream, with a few modifications, has become th
Camila Silva One month later The big day has arrived! My wedding day has arrived. Crazy, right? That day, after Ethan made a great dream of mine come true, I asked him how I could thank him and my beloved fiancé didn't beat around the bush, he said we should get married as soon as possible. As everything in our history was intense, this moment could not be different. I accepted without thinking twice and asked him for a month to organize our wedding, after all it had to be just like in my dreams. A moment as special as this could not pass in silence, even more so in view of all our history.That very day I told my boss that I would be leaving the company and we began to work everything out, seeing how it would be good for both of us. Since I was the head of a sector, he asked me for some time to find someone capable of replacing me and I did not refuse, working there for a few more days. After two weeks, I was officially out of the company and this gave me more time. I counted on
Petite Fleur ( Author) Ethan holds Camila's hands, guiding his wife onto the makeshift dance floor. The party in celebration of this beautiful union is also being held on the beach, under tenses that they have hired to put up in the place, with blinkers on the ceilings, giving an even more romantic air to the night that has been special for all who have the honor of witnessing the union of two soul mates. The guests are wearing elegant yet comfortable outfits that match the venue. For most it was a surprise to be a wedding on the beach, really on the sand of the sea, after all it is something unique, almost as much as the newlyweds. Those who know them, even better, who have followed the story from the beginning, know well that it couldn't happen anywhere else but by the sea. The blond man holds his wife's waist, who puts her arms around his neck. They join their gazes, being enveloped by the magic of love that has brought them together so many times. Once again, Ethan and Camila
Camila Silva Salvatore ELEVEN YEARS LATER "Camila, can I have the crew get started with the construction?"--- Madu asks just as we finish tidying up some details of the floor plan for a new building. I look at the woman in front of me, agreeing with a simple shake of my head. That teenager who was dying to change her hair color has grown up, today she is a beautiful, sensual woman who leaves her uncle and stepfather with white hair, after all the jealousy and care they have with her is out of this world. One of these days Ethan came to me wanting to complain because I gave her some sex tips. Now you see, we have been married for eleven years and are fighting over something as silly as that. I immediately ended the discussion, saying that I would give her several more if she asked me to, just as in the future I will be giving this kind of advice to our daughters. That's when he went crazy, saying that they would only get married when he died. I made him suck me off and shut up, ther
ETHAN SALVATORE I rub one hand against the other, feeling as nervous as ever. Sweat is already beading on the corner of my neck, showing that the air in the place is not working, after all I feel a heat that is not normal for this time of the year. Not a heat in the erotic sense, but a heat in the sense that everything here is hot. We are in New York, we hardly feel anything so hot as to be soaked. Usually, thank the good Lord, the weather is quite pleasant. Except when it is extremely cold, then things change a little. Although watching snow in movies is beautiful, with those clichéd scenes of ball wars, making snowmen or snow angels are beautiful, real life is not like that. The snow gets in the way, especially when it comes to breathing, which hurts when the smoke comes out. In short, it ends up hindering our lives in some ways. The climate here is more towards cold, not hot, which scares me because it is so hot, especially because there is air conditioning. It seems that the mac
ETHAN SALVATOREA love disappointment is a wound that never closes, for any reason it opens, any reason it bleeds and hurts. Even though I have seen this role several times, it still hurts when I read the wedding invitation. It brings me hate, pain and anger, all at the same time, with the same intensity. It hurts in a way that I could never describe, but it loses out to the amount of hate that takes over my being.It is not enough that they have robbed me of my love, my smiles, or my chance to be happy. Now they want to rub in my face how much they have improved, how happy they are, and what they did to me didn't matter at all, just as I was never important to either of them."Bastards" --- I throw the invitation paper on the table, not believing the audacity they had."Bastards"Surely this was that woman's idea, Leticia. As if the humiliation she put me through on "our wedding" day wasn't enough, now, five years later, she sends me an invitation for her wedding to the one I once ca
CAMILA SILVAI throw myself on the sofa of my small apartment, trying to assimilate everything that happened yesterday. Yes, I know I had a whole day to think, but we have to remember that it is not such a simple decision, but an engagement. My life, after all this, will be different. I went after a job and got a fiancé, I went with the intention of leaving employed and leaving engaged. But I'm not engaged to just any man, I'm engaged to none other than Ethan Salvatore.Ethan Salvatore, known worldwide for being the desire of every woman on this earth, after all, the fame of his beauty travels the four winds, making few those who don't know him or his beauty. Although he keeps his love life away from the media, no one can deny that this man is a boner in person. Always very discreet about his personal life, he draws many sighs with just a glance.Even though he doesn't like to appear in the media, he always has his pictures on the covers of famous magazines. Ethan is a big businessman
CAMILA SILVAI let my legs spread slightly apart, while his hand made a trail down my thighs. Halfway down he squeezed them eagerly, while his eyes devoured my breasts through my cleavage. Ethan was calm, making a slow, torturous path. When I finally feel the tip of his finger through the slit in my panties, I let out a heavy sigh.All this delay he's taking only makes me more eager, more desirous. The desire is already coursing through my veins, setting my body on fire, begging for him, for even one contact. It leaves my body on fire, begging for his release in the form of mutual pleasure. Oh I want him, how I desire him. Every woman's dream is right in front of me, and without a doubt, I will enjoy every second of it. Whether here or on the ship, he will be mine in every way imaginable. I wrapped my left arm around his neck and pulled him toward me, initiating a slow and sensual kiss. Our tongues waltzed together, dancing to a more daring rhythm as I felt his hand slowly move in.As