Semua Bab Winning Back My Ex: Bab 91 - Bab 100

"Leandro, I'm listening to you. I already know the truth; you are Camila's son...""And yours! Even though you insist on denying it, I am your son! Just like Matteo, a few weeks older than Matteo. It's me who should be at the head of the Sebastini companies because I am the firstborn! Do you understand that?!" the man exploded furiously, his tone revealing his derangement."Alright, I just want to see you. We'll talk, but you can't harm Xavier," Nick murmured."You and Matteo must come... I want you to acknowledge me as your son and heir in front of him and make it clear that from this moment on, I am the head of the Sebastinis, not him," he spat, agitated, his tone not that of a normal person."I understand. Where are we meeting?" Sebastini asked."Here where I am. Write down the address," he indicated, immediately giving the coordinates of his location. "Only you and Matteo. If anyone else shows up, I'll kill your beloved son and also your grandson."Ten minutes later, the three of

He shook his head repeatedly."I'm fine, Dad. That evil man didn't do anything to me; he just yelled at me. Despite that, I was afraid he would harm me. He changed his mood very often. One moment he was happy, and the next, he was annoyed, though he didn't hit me. I just longed for the moment to see you all again," the boy pronounced, finally extending his arms to his father for a hug.From there, they returned to the port. Upon disembarking, they took one of the cars and went back to the city. When they arrived at Galata's house, one of the bodyguards he had left to watch over her opened the door for them. Entering, they saw her sitting on the sofa. On the small table in front of her, several empty coffee cups rested, as if she had been consuming caffeine to stay awake. Apparently, sleep had finally overcome her.Galata woke up with the noise they made entering. She immediately sat up. For a moment, she saw them as if they were an apparition. Her eyes blinked several times and second

She felt him spitting into her anal cavity, and seconds later, felt his flesh slowly invaded by his p*nis, making its way inside her. At first, she let out a small cry of pain, but then it turned into pleasure as he penetrated deeply.He began to move in and out intensely. Each thrust from Matteo into her body produced a sensation of rapture. The heat enveloped her like a great halo of fire. With each penetration, she vibrated. The slapping of their b*ttocks against his pelvis filled the room with passionate sounds, raising her level of excitement. She arched the upper part of her body until she bit the pillow to avoid uttering her unhinged moans and cries, until she felt her body ascend to the highest peak of pleasure, where Matteo joined her seconds later.She felt lax and happy. A smile of satisfaction appeared on her face. Matteo kissed her shoulder, making a current of excitement run through her."Did you like it?" She only groaned in satisfaction, feeling her body more sensitive

They spent the night like that, between laughter, songs, and stories, while in the dim light, a man watched the house, cell phone in hand, continuously looking at the last message sent. Struggling with himself not to run out and ask her to come back to him.Those years had been the worst of his life; however, he never left her entirely, even though she believed he had. He always remained there in the shadows, observing and protecting her. He had no doubt that this woman stole his heart forever.Without knowing her, he continued to help her. One could say that from the darkness, he made sure she always found the finest materials, the best stones, because he wanted to see her triumphant. He felt he owed to her that.On the other hand, he felt proud every time he saw her in an article, in an interview, presentation, or exhibition, to the point of saving and recording every event she participated in. He was always there at every step, supporting her and applauding each of her triumphs.Hi

"Can you tell me why you're so disturbed and nervous? Who was that man?" she asked him with unease."Galata, Morozov is back in Rome. He found you in Spain, and apparently, he's looking for you. He's obsessed with you; he wants to make you his woman. The man you saw at the airport works for him. You can't go to the apartment you rented alone, because you'd be putting yourself at risk.""So, I came to Rome to be locked up and running from that man? Why me? Out of so many women in the world, why me precisely? Or could it be that he wants revenge on me because you didn't want to marry his daughter?" she asked, not understanding the man's insistence on harassing her."Woman, you and I have a pending conversation, and we'll have it today, as soon as we get home. I'm going to tell you everything, baby, and you're going to listen to me, even if I have to tie you up. Nothing is as you think." As he drove, Matteo's cell phone began to ring. He put it on hands-free and answered."Matteo, son, d