- I'm sorry... If I hurt your arm. - He released me. - It was not my intention.- I'm sorry I almost got you in trouble with your girlfriend.He looked at me and for a moment I wasn't sure exactly how to act. Because I didn't want to apologize. But the way he apologized was so different from how he always treated me that it took me by surprise.- Come on, Barbara. – Allan said, already distant from me.- I'll see what your father wants... And I promise to leave him alone. - Smile.I turned and followed Allan. I really didn't want any more trouble with Hector and anyone else in his family. I should have listened to Ben and not walked over there to hand over my wallet.As I walked behind Allan, I asked:- Can I take your chair?- Take my wheelchair? - he laughed. - I'm fine, thank you.- Now that I realized that she walks alone. I didn't even know that existed. Neither...I stopped talking when I realized there was an elevator inside the Casanova house. He opened the door and I walked i

It was all very fast and when I noticed the door opened.There was no one there, but the music could be heard. We were in the sort of room I had climbed with Allan through earlier.The bright light was a touch of reality. I got out of the elevator, my body shuddering and trying to find the right words before I left.- Finally. I smiled, not looking him in the eye. - I need to go.- You can't go out with the dress like that... Your whole body shows.I stopped, not knowing what to do. He took off his coat and placed it over my shoulders:- I think that sorts it out a bit. But I can get a dress from Milena if you want.- No... No need. Thanks for the coat... I... Send it back. – I went out.He went after me, taking my arm. When he pulled me, I was forced to face him.- Barbara... I...The door opened and Celine, who I now knew was not his real mother, appeared. Her eyes went directly to his hand on my arm and she didn't hide her dissatisfaction:- Still here, Miss Novaes? I thought you l

On Tuesday, Salma arrived home with the envelope late in the afternoon. We already knew that there was the result of the sex of the baby.We all sat around the table, looking at each other anxiously.- And you went to the doctor? I asked.- Yes... My belly starts to grow a little. And soon I'll have to get away from Babylon.- And... How will it be? I asked curiously.- I will attest and continue receiving. Besides... I have some money saved up. And... Money won't be my problem anymore after the baby is born.- Babi... Is the father rich? That? – Ben asked.She nodded as she opened the envelope:- But it was independent production. Although... The act was performed. - He said, making us even more confused.Was it possible to produce an independent sexual act? It would be my next Google search.Salma and I have always been best friends since we were little. Our dream of living together came about under Jardel's protest. And even though she hated him, she accepted him into our house. I

- This rain doesn't wet between you and Tony is getting on my nerves. I said as I put the key in the door. - I want to see a kiss, like those in the movies.- And me then? I want to kiss you like in the movies, Babi.As soon as the door opened, Salma and Daniel quickly walked away. The four of us were looking at each other, confused.- Daniel gave me a ride. – Salma said quickly.- Nice! He smiled, already imagining what could happen.- Today is not even a fuck day, baby. - Ben said, closing the door.- Ben... It has nothing to do with it. It's not what you're thinking. – Daniel said.- No? - Salma looked at him. - I thought it was. - She got up from the couch, still in the clothes she had left the house.Salma left, complaining. Ben shrugged, grabbed some juice from the fridge, and disappeared down the hall.I kept looking at Daniel.- All very well? He stood up, putting his hands in his pockets and I couldn't help but notice the erection under his pants.His eyes followed mine:- Ex

I tried to open my eyes, but I could smell the good smell that enveloped me from all sides. It was him... I had no doubts. I knew we were in a car ... But he wasn't driving, because... He was holding me in his arms... Half of my body was on him and the rest on the seat.What the fuck! Where was he taking me? House?- Do you think you got rough with her, sir? I heard the voice in the front seat.- Mrs. Bongiove is strong. Don't worry, Anon.Okay, Anon defending me. I really liked him from the start. I should open my eyes and tell them to leave me where I was, that I was on my own. I just needed Ben or Salma. I would call and everything would be fine.A new, strong hook made me moan and squirm slightly. I felt his strong arms wrap around me tenderly. And my heart raced. Did Heitor Casanova have kindness inside him? And a little compassion? Mixed in with... Oh, fuck, never mind. I couldn't let my guard down. I was just the candidate who got sick because of him, so he was driving me home.