All Chapters of MY FATHER'S BEST FRIEND IS MY LOVE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Maria Victoria Bocci

I decided to stop postponing that moment. The man above me, thrusting firmly, was handsome—though no longer young—his graying, tousled hair, his eyes locked on mine, until his hands grabbed mine and pinned them above my head. I swore I wasn’t going to like that.I frowned, swallowing hard, and when he went deeper... He leaned down and kissed me on the lips until he groaned against them.“Ohhh,” he moaned in his hoarse voice, kissing my sweaty shoulder before collapsing to the side.As I was still trying to process what had just happened, I realized I had given him my first time.I watched him lying next to me, removing the condom and tossing it to the floor before falling asleep beside me. I took a shower to calm myself down, got dressed, went to Isis's bungalow to grab my things—ignoring Thiago, who sat there smoking—and returned to my own bungalow.I looked at the man passed out on the bed, still wearing his shirt and pants. His calm face gave no hint of what he had done. His life s
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Alexandre Xavier

There was a different body beside me, and at that moment, there was no strangeness at all. We lay there, each in our own thoughts, after discarding the condom. With the effort, the alcohol, and the sleepless night, I simply fell asleep.Maybe I understood Maria Clara now. I needed to be with another woman to understand her. I wasn’t the same anymore, and the desire for sex seemed to have diminished over time. I woke up with an intense headache. I got up, noticing—perhaps grateful—that the bed was empty, the memories of our last moments together in bed bringing sharp pangs of pain.I swallowed hard, sitting on the bed. The condom was still on the floor, filled with semen, and there was no trace of her anywhere in the room. "Mavi?" I called, feeling uneasy, but I didn’t find her in the bathroom either. I would tell her it had been a mistake, that it shouldn’t have happened, but looking at the bed where we had made love, it seemed more than enough to caution me about this. I hadn’t even
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Maria Victoria Bocci

Sobrevivi uma semana a trabalhar no snack-bar Sabor é Mais, mas a ideia de conhecer o meu pai ainda me permanecia na cabeça. Era um pensamento insistente, uma sombra que me seguia durante os momentos de silêncio.Depois de um turno surpreendentemente calmo, saí do shopping, aliviado por finalmente poder voltar para casa. O pequeno apartamento ainda estava vazio, com poucos móveis. A ideia de mobiliá-lo gradualmente parecia mais um plano distante do que uma realidade tangível. Com um salário mínimo e a mesada que meu pai depositava, gastar tudo de uma vez seria uma loucura. Era melhor deixá-lo na poupança. A formatura estava se aproximando e eu precisava estar preparado para qualquer imprevisto.Minha vida mudou muito rapidamente. Eu cresci com algum conforto ao lado de minha mãe, mas agora estava aprendendo a viver de maneira diferente. Eu ainda estava me acostumando a depender do ônibus, algo que nunca tive que fazer quando morava com ela. O carro, afinal, era dela.Já era noite quan
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Alexandre Xavier

Os dias longe do escritório me trouxeram um acúmulo absurdo de trabalho. Horas intermináveis. Pilhas de notas. Pacientes agendados sem tempo para respirar.E, no entanto, Heitor conseguiu aparecer para me atormentar."Maria Vitória é igual à mãe." ele começou, andando de um lado para o outro no meu escritório. Sempre inquieto quando está nervoso. "Você acredita que ela está morando sozinha? Trabalhando em um restaurante de fast-food, Alex?"Suspirei, deixando meus materiais de lado."Hmm... Isso não seria uma coisa boa? " perguntei, pegando meu caderno para continuar fazendo anotações."Claro que não! Como você pôde deixá-la trabalhar em um restaurante de fast-food, Alex? Laura é louca? " Ele bufou, passando a mão pelos cabelos, os olhos brilhando de indignação. " Laura teve a audácia de me dizer que preciso trazer Mavi aqui para a cidade. E quando perguntei o que ela estava estudando, aquela mulher mentiu, dizendo que está estudando medicina! Como um adolescente poderia estudar medi
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Maria Victoria Bocci

Esperei que ela me ligasse.Os dias se passaram. Semanas e nada. Eu decidi ligar. Eu tive que falar com ela, esclarecer as coisas. Quando vi o nome "Mãe" na tela, disquei.A cada toque do telefone, meu coração disparava, ansioso para ver o nome "Mãe" no visor. Mas toda vez que tocava, o atraso me consumia por dentro. Eu precisava ouvir a voz dela, contar o meu lado da história.Finalmente, ela respondeu.Respirei fundo, tentando ignorar o tremor na minha voz."Mãe?"A resposta veio afiada, cheia de impaciência e, pior, desdém."Mavi, pelo amor de Deus, me deixe em paz."Minha respiração vacilou. Franzi a testa, como se tivesse ouvido mal."O quê?"" Você me ouviu. Aparar. Pare de inventar coisas, pare de assediar Marcelo. Ele já me contou tudo.O sangue congelou em minhas veias." Ele te disse? Disse que ele está vindo atrás de mim? Que ele está aparecendo no meu trabalho?""Você está imaginando coisas."" Eu não sou! Eu tenho provas!"O silêncio do outro lado foi breve, mas cortante.
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Maria Victoria Bocci

I looked around once more. Everyone seemed to be finding their relatives, their friends. Everyone, except that man.He was still on the phone, his expression clouded with confusion. Then, our eyes met. My stomach twisted.“Ah... I think I saw your aunt. Where are you, my love?”I kept staring at him.That couldn’t be.Two Maria Vitórias at the same bus station? Two people waiting for them? It felt like a joke.“Aunt? What aunt?” I frowned. “Aunt Lena didn’t come. Tell me where you are.”The confusion on his face deepened.The girl beside him froze. She swallowed hard, as if something had gotten stuck in her throat.“Is it her aunt, love? Where’s your daughter?”Daughter?I let out a weak smile.He knew nothing about me.The driver unloaded my luggage and placed it beside me.“Thank you very much, sir.”I glanced at the man again. Too young to be my father. And the girl next to him... “love,” “daughter.” She couldn’t be my sister.I started walking toward them, but he remained still.N
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Alexandre Xavier

"Xande, we can't go on like this. When are you going to decide to come back home?"I stopped as I entered my office. Maria Clara was still wandering around, clearly restless."Maybe I won't come back, Maria Clara. Don't pressure me about this. It's better if we decide to separate."She spun on her thin brown heels, her eyes blazing with indignation."No! Not separation, Alexandre! What will people think? You can't end our marriage over one mistake!"I raised my eyebrows and set the gifts down on the gray sofa."A mistake? Cheating isn't a mistake, Maria Clara. At least I believe we can still be friends. But I won't lie to you… The feelings aren't the same."I opened the curtains, letting the light flood the room. I heard the deep sigh she let out."Just one more chance, Xande. We've been together for so long... I know you like you're a part of my soul, and you know me too."She wasn't wrong."We’ll try. If we feel there’s nothing left, we’ll separate."It wasn’t a crazy idea. After so
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Maria Victoria Bocci

I walked through the hospital while Ana Liz was still on the phone with my father’s mother. I didn’t want to stand next to her, much less hear her narrating things about me.At some point, I knew I’d have to meet my paternal grandmother. She seemed kind—at least over the phone. My maternal grandmother had been good to me too, even though she passed away early.I wandered off, distracted, not really paying attention to where I was going. I was starving.That’s when my body collided with someone.I turned quickly, my heart racing.The man in front of me was wearing a blue lab coat.I swallowed hard.I knew him.All too well.My mind flooded with memories I wished I could pretend were meaningless. His eyes, his breath, the way he moved over me. His hand gently caressing my face, his fingers holding mine above my head, his mouth exploring my neck, my breasts… Minutes that should have faded away, yet burned vividly inside me.I froze.The blue coat told me he was a doctor—but I didn’t need
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Alexandre Xavier

Years of study. Years of experience.Surgery was the activity that brought me the most satisfaction—an indescribable pleasure. But that afternoon, as I prepared to enter the operating room, my mind insisted on wandering elsewhere—or rather, to someone else.Mavi.What was she doing here?“Damn it!” I cursed aloud without thinking.A few team members looked at me, but I waved off any concern.I need to focus.I took a deep breath and followed protocol.In the locker room, I removed my regular clothes and put on the blue surgical scrubs. Then came the sterile shoes, the cap covering every strand of hair. My reflection in the mirror showed a lost gaze. Not the time for distractions.I proceeded to the handwashing station. Opened the tap with my foot—no hand contact allowed. The antiseptic soap coated my fingers, wrists, and forearms. I followed the standard motions, scrubbing between each finger, across every surface.Minimum time? Two full minutes.Water running. Soap dripping.I though
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Maria Victoria Bocci

Eu apaguei completamente. Quando acordei, meu estômago estava roncando. Olhei ao redor da sala rosa e branca, sentindo como se tivesse caído em um conto de fadas... castelos, bruxas, magia - e tudo o mais que só existe em nossa imaginação.Levantei-me lentamente e caminhei até minha bolsa. Exceto pelas ligações da tia Lena, não havia nenhuma da minha mãe. Suspirei e mandei uma mensagem para minha tia, informando que havia chegado em segurança e encontrado meu pai. Respondi a algumas de suas perguntas e coloquei o telefone de lado.Coloquei um vestido cinza solto e desci as escadas na ponta dos pés. Vaguei pela casa até encontrar a cozinha. Abri a geladeira, procurando algo para comer, e fiz um sanduíche rápido. Minha fome não podia esperar. Enquanto eu comia, meus olhos vagavam pelo espaço. Realmente houve algum amor entre minha mãe e meu pai? Ou tudo tinha sido apenas uma armadilha?Depois de comer, voltei para o meu quarto. A casa era enorme - basicamente uma mansão. Pelo que perceb
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