Todos los capítulos de Temporary Alliance: I Married a Man Who Loves Another: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

Lying on the couch, with my legs crossed over the pillow and my phone in my hands, reading Enzo's message again."I had to travel to the South. But I'll be back on the weekend and I'd love to see you. How about a coffee or a dinner?"I smiled lightly, almost automatically, and my fingers brushed my lips, remembering last night's kiss. It was good... really good. Enzo was kind, polite, handsome, everything in place.But he wasn't Alessandro.I sighed, feeling the weight that that realization brought. It wasn't fair to compare. I needed to go slow. It had been more than three years alone, without anyone, rebuilding myself. And Alessandro... well, Alessandro was the last man I was really involved with. And it wasn't just any involvement. It was devastating."Don't pressure yourself, Larissa. Not now."I put the phone away, threw my body forward and got up. Rafael had traveled and I needed to take Gabriel to school.On the way, he was chattering about the day's activities, and I smiled, a

— Of course, right! Mommy knows how to make a nice bath.He giggled and I took the chance to scrub well behind his ears.After I dried him and put on clean little clothes, he kept looking at me while I fixed his hair with gel and adjusted the collar of his shirt.— You look handsome, you know?— Like daddy Rafael?My heart gave a little squeeze. I smiled with tenderness.— Like you yourself. And that's already the most handsome in the world.We went to the living room and I grabbed my purse. At that moment, my father appeared in the hallway, slow, scratching his eyes.— Are you going out, daughter?— We are, dad. Cathe came back, remember her? We're going to a restaurant so she can see Gabriel. But I wanted to tell you... today was my first day there at the company. I wanted to tell you how it went, can it be when I get back?— Of course! I'm curious to know what you thought. And I already thank you for this, you know? For being there.I came closer and kissed the top of his head.—Al

I left the room and went straight to the living room. The sound of the sports commentary told me my dad was watching soccer. He was sprawled on the couch, kind of slouched, with a tired face and his eyes glued to the TV. I threw myself on the couch next to him, pulling a pillow onto my lap.— Is the team winning, Dad?He gave a half smile, without taking his eyes off the TV.— Miracle... they're winning, yeah.— So today everything's aligned in the universe, because my day was good too. He turned his face to me, curious.— Yeah? Tell me.— I went to the company, right? I introduced myself to the marketing people, talked with them a bit... I even gave a suggestion for a new repositioning campaign. And look, Dad... they received me better than I expected.He adjusted himself a bit on the couch, interested.— I'm happy for you, my daughter. Really.— But I'll confess something to you... I got scared. There were some weird looks, you know? Like... "here comes the daughter of the ex-owner

It had been so long since I'd been there... It was still the same, with the tall trees and the grass somewhat burned by the sun. It was practically empty because of the afternoon heat.I parked and walked to a bench under a tree. I sat there, alone. The silence was almost comfortable. Almost.I closed my eyes and breathed deeply. It was as if the world was slowly swallowing me. Memories, fears, uncertainties... Gabriel. Alessandro. The company. The past pulling me back when I just wanted to move forward.That was when I heard hurried footsteps. I opened my eyes slowly.A man was coming toward me, very fast. Before I could react, he was already there.— The bag. Give me the bag! — he spoke firmly, with a hoarse voice.My heart raced. I froze for a second. Since when did they rob people there?— O... okay. Just leave me alone, please. — I spoke with a trembling voice, extending the bag. Nothing in there was worth my life.He grabbed the bag with a yank, but he didn't run off. No... he l

I sat in a corner of the reception, with her purse on my lap and my heart in my throat. That guy, that bastard… he wasn't after her purse, he wanted to kill her. That's why he stabbed her and left the damn purse dropped beside her. I breathed deep, I was going to find that son of a bitch.Larissa's phone had died... Someone must already be looking for her. Should they know? Should I let Diogo know?Just thinking about his name, my jaw locked.I trusted him... I trusted him. But the way he got close to her, how she smiled when he showed up... that got on my nerves. I didn't have the right to feel jealous anymore, but... damn, how I wanted to be the first one she saw when she woke up.Yes, I knew it was pure selfishness. But I'd already lost her once, I couldn't do that again.