All Chapters of CROOKED: In love with my cousin's boyfriend: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

I thought it would be a good idea to start this adventure by going to buy some necessary items for the apartment. Since Maël had left his pick-up in Viana, we took the car that Joao lent him and went to an appliance fair that was taking place in the city to take advantage of good prices. We both paid for everything; there were no arguments about who was contributing more money or not, which I loved because it was spontaneous.The refrigerator, a large bed for us, and a single bed for the guest room, that is, for Joao. I thought Maël would be annoyed about going shopping, but it turned out to be the opposite, and on his part. And for his part, he didn't think I would get so involved in all that. It made me happy to look at household items, spending the whole morning and part of the afternoon walking around the store and choosing things.From afternoon until night, we received the truck from the fair with our orders, arranging everything, cleaning, tidying up, dusting, listening to musi

Lying on our new bed, spectacularly intertwined, we dozed off for a while, waking up late into the night. "How did you arrange the Liesje thing?" Maël loved resting his head on me—whether on my legs or my stomach. He lifted his face from between my breasts and propped himself up to look at me sleepily. "Did João tell you it was me?" "Yep." He smirked and rolled onto his back, dragging a hand down his face. "I doubt he told you everything." He adjusted his pillow to see me better. "I knew you liked Hooverphonic—for a long time. Once, I heard you singing one of their songs when you came home while we were living in Viana. Another time, while you were cooking, you put your phone on speaker and wandered around humming their music." I stared at him, weighing the information. I sighed, remembering those moments when I was constantly calculating when he might appear. My heart nearly leaped out of my chest knowing he’d always noticed me. "You should’ve been an actor, Maël.

"YOU'RE CRAZY!"More laughter."My God, your face..." I shook my head and had to lean on the counter. "You looked like a rabbit in front of a hunter.""More like in front of a witch! Delu, you're crazy." I couldn't stop laughing, my stomach and chest hurt. I thought you were really going to stab me with the knife! —I threw my head back and laughed like a fool. —But what the hell is wrong with you?"Oh Lord... God, give me strength..." I tried to calm down, wiping away my tears and trying to breathe. "I'm sorry.""What are you sorry for?! Don't scare me like that, damn it!""I just love teasing you...""Well, stop it."Again, the laughter that I thought would kill me, but I screamed when he lunged at my waist and started tickling me."No, no, no!"He continued to dig his claws into my super sensitive spots, but suddenly, from behind, he grabbed one of my breasts and pinched it."OW!" I slapped his hand away and turned around. "Hey, boy, that hurts!""You deserve it for being crazy.""I

I borrowed my mother's car to drive to Castelo. I left at 18:00 hours on Sunday to arrive with plenty of time. I hated driving that road at night, which is why I left early.I managed to book a hotel near the Saravia estate. I had no intention of staying at any of my ex's family homes.I wore a red dress that fell just above the knees with short sleeves, paired with my leather jacket from the Mafalaia concert. I turned on some music, hoping to relax and push aside the conversation I'd had with my mother. I stopped at a wine shop to buy a bottle as a gift. Just as I was about to pay, my phone rang—Maël."Hey, baby.""Little girl, why didn't you come with me? We could've split up once we got there—""Next! I'm already on the road.""Oh.""Well, not exactly.""Where are you? Should I come get you?""No, don't worry. I'm using Mom's car.""Alright, baby, no helping it now. I'll hit the road too. Sounds like it's going to be a big celebration with a full sound system and everything. I shou

"Cata, are we leaving?" I interrupted the long conversation she was having with Nikko in the parking lot. "Yes, of course," she said amiably. She exchanged a glance with her cousin before we headed to my car. "Hey, girls!" Pina, Harry’s wife, came running toward us. "Can I ride with you, please?" "Sure, hop in," I said. She did, and we drove off. As I changed out of my wet clothes in Catalina’s bedroom, the conversation turned to Pina and Harry. I was stunned by what they told me. Apparently, their marriage was strained—something I’d completely missed. They called me blind for not noticing the distance between them, how Pina suffered from her husband’s cold, suspicious behavior. What other secrets were the Saravia women hiding? It hit me hard—how had I missed something happening right under my nose? Sitting on the edge of Cata’s bed, barefoot and in my underwear, my hair as tangled as my emotions, I took Pina’s hand for a moment and looked at her. I wanted to be her friend