Alle Kapitel von Temporary Alliance: I Married a Man Who Loves Another: Kapitel 31 – Kapitel 40

I stayed there, breathless and trembling, looking at him with a mixture of shock and determination. But then I faced Alessandro, with my eyes full of tears, feeling totally exhausted from everything that's been happening to me in these last years.—You think you can control me, Alessandro? That you can accuse me of things that aren't true and then treat me as if I were nothing? — I vented, my voice echoing through the room.Alessandro, still stunned by the slap, stared at me with a mixture of surprise and contained anger. He opened his mouth to speak, but I didn't let him. This is my turn to dictate things.— I know you never loved me, that you're only with me because of a damn contract. You always loved Chiara, and I was always just a piece in your game. — I cleaned my face with the backs of my hands, while trying to face him. — But one day, I kept feeding inside me the dream that you would love me, that we would finally be happy. But no, that will never be possible.I swallowed dry,

(Larissa)The week flew by, and now there was only one month and twenty days left until the end of the contract.I knew that maybe I was already bothering Catherine a little by staying at her house, but honestly? I didn't even want to think much about it. If I tried to rent any other place, Alessandro would find a way to leave me on the street. And since this apartment is in Cathe's name, he can't do anything. Not a peep. I hope.But, even trying to move on, the memories kept haunting me. Especially that argument in his office... When he blurted out, almost on impulse, that I was his. What do you mean "his"? Since when does he think he has that right? Only he can be happy, is that it? Only he can love and be loved, and I have to live in the shadow of his life?— What are you thinking so much about there? — Catherine asked, sitting next to me on the sofa with a cup of tea in her hand.— About everything... — I sighed. — Do you think I'll really manage to get rid of Alessandro?— Of cou

breathed deeply, trying to stay calm.— Guilherme is just a friend, Alessandro. He was just being kind, worried about me and his mother. Dona Fátima is hospitalized here and I came to visit her.He gave a dry laugh, almost mocking, and clenched his fists.— Friend? You think I'm an idiot? I saw the way he looks at you. I saw when he touched you. You two were almost kissing, Larissa!— You're seeing too much and besides, you have no right to demand anything from me! — I retorted, my voice already altered, my chest going up and down with nerves. — Do you have any idea of everything you've been doing to me? Of how much you've been hurting me? And now you show up here, watching me, accusing me… as if you were my owner?He advanced a little, his eyes flashing.— I just want to know who you've been getting involved with. Is that too much?— Yes! Yes it is too much! — I shot back, feeling the knot in my throat rise. — You never really cared about what I felt, Alessandro. It was always your

When the time came, I breathed deeply, grabbed my purse and went down.When I arrived at the sidewalk, I saw Alessandro standing, beside his car, also dressed formally. His dark suit made him even more handsome, which only irritated my pride.He didn't say anything immediately, just stayed watching while I approached. I felt his eyes going over me slowly, from top to bottom.— Where do you think you're going with that outfit? — he let out, with that possessive and irritating tone.— To Tereza's birthday. Any problem? — I shot back, raising my chin, even with my heart racing. I knew the effect of that dress, and knowing that he had noticed only gave me more strength.His eyes stopped on my breasts for a second longer than acceptable, and I saw his jaw contract.I ignored it and entered his car, hearing when he let out a low grumble. As if he were losing control of something.During the way, we stayed in silence. A heavy silence, full of things we wanted to say, but didn't have the cour

I widened my eyes and stared at Diogo, watching his reaction.— I heard. — He said low, crossing his arms, with a serious expression. I sighed, ran my hand over my face and faced him with sincerity.— Please, don't tell Alessandro.Diogo seemed curious, as if he struggled between protecting me or protecting his brother.— I won't meddle in your life. But… I think he should know.— I know... I know. — I lowered my gaze, biting my lip. — But I'm afraid.— Afraid of what?I hesitated, my throat tightening.— Of him taking my baby from me and raising it with Chiara. — I made a face just to mention her name, the bitter taste of humiliation still stuck in my mouth.Diogo furrowed his brow, unconformed.— He wouldn't do that, Larissa. Alessandro can be an idiot, but he's not a monster.— How can I be sure? — my voice failed. — He's a billionaire, he has influence, he can manipulate everything. You know that. I'm just... me.— A judge won't take a child from the mother, especially when the fa