My enemy's daughter のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

H E N R I C O The clatter of loose springs reverberates throughout the long dark hallway, some roars are louder than others and are coming from every cell, but this is what happens when you get lunatics with so much shit in their heads they can't find a foothold to sleep and forget. Lying on the top of the bunk that I share with one of my companions, I stare at the photo ripped from the old newspaper that Guilhermino managed to bring me, the paper is worn and the color dissipates as the days go by, however, I can still see the outline the smile of each member of the Leal family and the victorious expression on their faces. Augusto did as he said and won the elections in New York, becoming governor of the state with a great advantage over his competitors. Something in me broke when my best friend brought the news of the wedding, I didn't believe it until he brought me this photo as proof, I know deep down he still hopes that I will move on and forget about them all, erase the idea of

Henry ZattaniI take a deep breath, finally inhaling the pure air of freedom. I look with a smile at the image of Guilhermino leaning on his blue truck across the street, he's here just as he promised. I look back and take one last look at the penitentiary that was my home for three and a half years. I walk towards my friend, with moderate and cautious steps, I watch his eyes narrow in my direction, more precisely on the cigarette between my lips and I can't help but smile right after blowing the smoke in the air.This was a habit I acquired in jail, I tried it on one night, where not even my plans for revenge could bring me peace and voilá."Yea!" I raise my hands in surrender as he arches his left eyebrow in disapproval, taking one last shot of my Dunhill, a gift from my cellmate in celebration of my departure. Knowing that I won't be allowed to smoke in his car, I put out the cigarette and dispose of it in the only nearby trash can.Shit.“Since when do you smoke?” I shrug.“I

HENRICO ZATTANII almost blew it. I forgot for a while that I was at the damn party to watch and learn more about the enemy, but I ended up sharing glasses of tequila and fraternizing, it was so natural that I didn't realize it's making it easier and relaxing, in jail keeping on alert is what keeps you alive , it's not the guards who are there to supposedly watch over us and "protect", much less their saddle partners, the only reliable person in that environment is yourself, so I never relaxed and trusted.Well, until yesterday.The idea was to make her drink until she says what she shouldn't, being very clear, even she's drunk enough to throw out the dirt of every member of the Leal family, counting on her own. The plan seemed brilliant as it formed in my head, as I watched her sneak up to the bar.My eyes gleamed in anticipation as I saw her so vulnerable right there, the mask failing to disguise the sadness in her clear, beautiful eyes. Shit, maybe it wasn't the tequila's faul

HENRICOIt's torture to see you so happy with someone else, knowing that there is someone taking the place that is rightfully mine drives me insane, in fact, brings out the worst in me. It feels like my life has been ripped away without me having a choice and everything is out of place.I clung to our love when I was arrested, I believed that she would turn against her father and support me, or even find proof of my innocence and get me out of there, but not even a visit did she deign to pay. Aurora is four years older than I am, and she had me spellbound with all her security, beauty, and independence when we first met.She married a country boy not caring about the gossip and criticism, but she believed the first lie she heard.I'm not a boy anymore. I'm not so naive anymore and definitely not so passionate.She doesn't look like my Aurora anymore.However, my thoughts are always guided to the times we lived together, the few months we spent loving each other on my farm were real an

HENRICOI like the way her hair is tossed to one side, so I get an insider's view of the small star tattoo she keeps tucked behind her left ear. Which doesn't mean that I enjoy watching her or that I've been minimally curious about the meaning of the drawing, I'm also not wondering if there are others around her body. I'm here to take my plan one step further, today I got enough evidence to take down my ex father"in"law's chief of staff and leave him with no way out. This guy Alencar is involved in money laundering and it was easy to find out, the idiot was washing in a car wash. Amateur.The asshole shouldn't watch the news, if he did he would know that this type of establishment is the first to be investigated. Unfortunately I didn't get anything against Augusto Leal, however, I'm still happy. First you take down all the cavalry, then the king.Tomorrow it will be printed in all the newspapers and media. Soares guaranteed me the preventive detention of Alencar."Are you going to tel