Lahat ng Kabanata ng Auctioned for the Billionaire: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

VirgíniaI couldn't say that I didn't believe him, nor could I go so far as to say that I did. I was confused, and what happened at the store this afternoon only made me more suspicious about Murilo."I don't know, Murilo. I am very confused. Even more so now that my parents have moved to another city and haven't even said goodbye to me.” I didn't want to cry again, but the tears fell without mercy and there I was, crying once more.Murilo hugged me, but this time, I felt more sensitive than before, I couldn't understand why, I just felt it. He pushed my hair away from my face and tried to wipe away the tears, which were coming down in abundance, and soon his fingers were caressing my face delicately and tenderly, making me weak. This was exactly what I needed at that moment: tenderness. And he was offering it to me. I sought his lips with mine and kissed him intensely, and my ardor was immediately reciprocated. We kissed for several minutes and only our mouths were touching becaus

VirgíniaWhen I woke up the day after my parents left home, I was in my room, but even that familiar environment, in which I had lived all my life, seemed different. It was not just that Murilo was in the same bed as me, sleeping next to my body, something totally e. I felt different and understood that the time had come to give in and try to make this work.But it was so hard to trust someone like Murilo, who was a rich man, owner of companies, and full of commitments, with a family that must have been snobbish and who certainly wouldn't accept me among them. It was not only because I was not of the same social level as them, but also because of the way we had met and even more so if everyone found out that I got pregnant even though he had been careful and used a condom. But even with all this constantly torturing me because my thoughts kept coming back to this same conflict, I still agreed to let Murilo sleep at my place, just because I was feeling strangely lonely. This was a ne

Murilo I wanted Virginia and my body was saying it needed to be at that moment, but still, I was in doubt if we should go through with it now. Desire overcame rationality when Virginia clung to me, matching my kisses with equal ardor.She began to remove my social shirt, quickly concluding this action and reaching for my pants. When I had only my white boxer shorts on, I noticed that Virginia was still fully dressed, and immediately tried to change that picture.  I grabbed the hem of her lightly knit dress and lifted it up to her shoulders so that she could remove it over her head, and she promptly helped me with the task.Now that we were only in our underwear, all I could think about was getting inside her as soon as possible, but I understood

MuriloEven with all my persistence in defending my point of view, Virginia went to the store that morning and I, although annoyed, went to drop her off at the mall so that she wouldn't have to use any other type of transportation.I was going to talk to her about the possibility of having a driver at her disposal since it was too dangerous to drive, but I already anticipated some resistance from her, stubborn as she was. In any case, I had to accept this defeat, after getting her to sit still for a whole week. Needless to say, how much I took advantage of the fact that Virginia was in my apartment with only me as her company and that our time together was wonderful, now that she was no longer avoiding me all the time.Quite the contrary! We had many hot and intense moments and Virginia seemed insatiable, and even though I knew that this was also something caused by the pregnancy hormones, I was quite happy to fulfill all her desires, especially the sexual ones.But since she wanted

Murilo I was really upset with Virginia in the face of her, such an uncompromising and selfish attitude. While I was willing to do anything so that we could build a real family, next to our son who was growing in her belly, she didn't seem willing to give an inch in her decisions. The fact that she, even after all the emotional support I offered her, still didn't want to face the obstacles by my side, only showed that she really didn't care whether we were together or not.I had no say in her life or in her decisions. And for this reason, I left her in front of the mall and went out again into the heavy traffic of São Paulo, feeling frustrated and even disappointed with the woman who would soon be the mother of my son and that not even this aspect of our relat