Semua Bab Coffee with you in the Morning : Bab 1 - Bab 10

María López, a twenty-seven-year-old Dominican lawyer, decides that she is not ready to marry, her partner Reed is filled with revenge and hatred towards her and begins to create rumors about alleged bribes accepted by María, bribes of which were even from the defendant for her. After a discussion with the directors of the Buffet, María decides to take a vacation to her homeland on Christmas Eve.On the plane he meets Julio Medina, a man with cinnamon skin, honey-colored eyes and a captivating gaze, who had recently found his wife being unfaithful to him. Julio takes an interest in María and proposes her to a night of sex without commitments. After all, she is no longer engaged to anyone and decides to accept the indecent proposal. Julio is the change she needs in her life, a tender, attentive, romantic man and most importantly ... LOVE COFFEE!Could it be that it is too late when Maria realizes that love at first coffee does exist? W

 "Here you are, miss," says the stewardess, handing me the drink and another glass with several ice cubes.He smiles at Julio."Bitch," I mutter, trying to cover it up with a cough.The stewardess, after showing that she has all her potential in her tits and not in her brain, gives up flirting with the man to my right and walks off with her hips shaking excessively.I look out the window to avoid swearing and explaining with a spoon to that fool that this man is not in it. It is a Beautiful young woman, just like the airlines look for in the hostesses. Blonde with presumably hair extensions, brown eyes, and a heart-shaped mouth. She is attractive and flirtatious. I owe you the vote of appreciation.Suddenly, the stewardess's voice is heard behind the loudspeaker."Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. On behalf of Quisqueya Airlines, Commander Josua and the entire crew, we welcome you aboard this flight to Punta Cana, Dominican Re

"Perfect. He takes the remaining sip of his drink. Come on, Jonathan is waiting for us."Who? I get up from the seat. The brandy had subsided in my veins and I didn't feel so dizzy anymore. I would eat the calzone when I got to Julio's apartment.Julio...    This man turns me into someone that I am not, but that I want to be.His eyes roam my body cheekily. I blush again, like a schoolgirl at a prom.I must stop doing that. However, it is impossible as he watches me as if he wants to undress me in the middle of the place."You ask a lot of questions, Maria. Life is not enjoyable if we question everything. You must stop thinking about everything and live in the moment.He grabs my free hand and forces me to walk beside him.I am just following him, after all, he is right. I think too much. I have been considering every action and every move for more than ten years. When I graduated from law, the responsibili

The entrance to the ornate mansion is silent with the feeling of the impending result. We will end up in bed, wrapped in sheets, sweat, the smell of sex and absolute pleasure. I don't doubt for a second that Julio will be able to satisfy every fantasy or desire he has.-You can leave your things ... few things in the guest room.Release my hand and walk toward the second level.I stand in the middle of the room not knowing what to do. The warmth and security that Julio gives off is still the same as on the plane, but something changed between us, perhaps it is nothing more than the sexual tension that occupies a large part of my brain at the moment. I look at the living room; all in precious wood, the cream-colored tile and mirrors strategically placed to project more depth than perhaps it actually has. I decide that I will be able to afford to tour the ranch before Julio returns. I place the purse and shawl on the shelf right next to the door. A mahogany mantel

The two of us took the road alone, without a driver or anyone who could interrupt our mutual company. When I got out of the bathroom, I put on my trikini and overcoat. At the same time, I put my cell phone away, then put on the sandals with which I arrived from the airport. My damp hair will dry out and get wet again with sea water. Sitting in the Bentley with Julio at the wheel, I observe his strong features and his long fingers with short, filed nails. I feel like sailors adrift at sea. The more they drink salt water, the more thirsty they are. The more time I spend with Julio, the more I want to live this idyllic dream. However, my emotional stability screams at me and demands time to compose myself. It is not possible to stay here more days. I have to go to my mother and cry on her shoulder, although the more laughs Julio starts me with his ideas,"Are you okay? Your silence worries me. I'm sure you will love La playita.The journey, according to Julio, is