Georgina lay naked on the bed panting like she had just had just been on a marathon.As she lay, lost in her thoughts, she could hear the subtle snores of Marcelo, indicating that he was already fast asleep. Carefully, she rose from the bed, making sure not to disturb him. She retrieved a robe from her cupboard and draped it around her shoulders, her eyes never leaving Marcelo's sleeping form. It was essential that he remained undisturbed and unaware of her actions.With slow, deliberate movements, Georgina approached the door, her feet bare against the cool floor. She opened it gently and then inserted a lipstick between the door and the frame to prevent it from closing completely. The faint light in the room allowed her to navigate without difficulty as she proceeded down the hallway, her steps silent.Reaching the flower vase, Georgina extended her hand and carefully felt around its bottom. Her fingers brushed against the familiar shape of a key bunch, and with a mixture of relief

Georgina's heart pounded in her chest as she heard Marcelo's voice bellowing outside the study door. Panic surged through her veins, threatening to consume her composure. She knew she had little time to react, as their was no way she could escape Marcelo’s wrath.Without a second thought, Georgina swiftly crouched down beneath the table to press the blue button. Her body trembled with a mix of fear and determination. Her hands instinctively sought out the familiar blue button that had revealed the hidden wall moments ago. Fingers trembling, she pressed it once more, her breath caught in her throat as she waited for the walls to shift and close the stack of cash.The sound of the door handle rattling violently intensified, echoing through the room and driving home the urgency of her situation. Marcelo's voice reverberated through the study, his anger palpable. "Antonio!" he called out, his tone filled with demand and authority. The weight of his words settled heavily upon Georgina's sh

Georgina's heart raced with anticipation as she ventured out of the comfort of her bedroom. Clad in a hastily donned robe, she quickly made her way through the corridors and down the stairs. She knew staying there in her thoughts would provide her no answers. The mansion buzzed with activity, filled with the hustle and bustle of the housekeepers diligently attending to their duties. A familiar face greeted her with a warm smile, the housekeeper's salutation cutting through the commotion."Good day, ma'am," the housekeeper's voice echoed in the air, and Georgina reciprocated the greeting with a gentle smile and a nod, acknowledging the unwavering dedication of the staff. She watched as they gracefully navigated the grand halls.Deliberately positioning herself at the bottom of the sweeping staircase, her gaze scanned through the mansion but she couldn’t sight Marcelo or any of the men who accompanied him into the mansion. She knew for sure then they were definitely in his study.Her g

Antonio, ever the enigma, responded swiftly. His voice betraying no hint of uncertainty. "No, ma'am," he replied, his words lacking the conviction she had hoped for. A shadow of suspicion danced across Georgina's features, her instincts telling her that Antonio's answer held more than met the eye. She nodded slowly, acknowledging his response, yet her intuition continued to prod at the uncertainty lurking beneath his stoicism.Turning away from Antonio, Georgina made her way to the stairs. But just as she began to ascend the staircase, Antonio's voice pierced the air, breaking the silence. "Actually..." he trailed off, his voice laden with hesitation.Piercing the silence that enveloped Georgina. "It's a casino," he revealed. The weight of those words settled upon Georgina, causing her to momentarily freeze in place. Georgina's mind whirled with a maelstrom of emotions and thoughts, as she struggled to comprehend the implications of Marcelo's chosen destination. Uncertainty swirled w

With unspoken words, she stepped out of the limousine. Georgina walked gracefully by Marcelo's side and as she turned she saw she was accompanied by Antonio and another of Marcelo’s guard who held two big black bags. Her mind wavered for a moment. ‘Black bags again’.She and Antonio both had a brief glance and for some reason she felt a bit more steady at the sight of Antonio behind her. But Georgina couldn’t help but wonder what was in the bag the other guard was holding on both arms.As they approached the entrance of the building, a sense of confusion mingled with her curiosity. The establishment before her appeared to be a lavish restaurant rather than the anticipated casino. She couldn't help but wonder if Antonio had misled her once again.Glancing around discreetly, Georgina searched for any signs or clues that would confirm their location. Yet, all she saw were elegantly dressed patrons engrossed in their conversations, the soft ambiance of the restaurant enveloping them.Unab