She had agreed that dinner would be in two days that had passed with the speed of a bullet passing through a person's chest to take their life. There was no moment in which Emma did not regret having agreed to go out with Leonardo White, she was afraid, something told her that her life would not be the same since that night.She looked out the window, a sigh escaped her lips. Darkness covered any vestige of light, there was not a single star illuminating the sky, it was as if they had all died suddenly.She hadn't told anyone that he had invited her to a dinner party, maybe because she still didn't quite believe it, there was a part of her that chose to believe that it was all a joke that would soon have an end, that soon he would call her and tell her that it had just been a bad joke.For forty-eight hours, she had thought of only two things: Leonardo and her date with him. She was a somewhat shy girl, when nerves got the better of her, words could hardly come out of her lips, she wa
For some reason, the nerves invaded her even more, she took the dress out of the box completely, delighting at the beauty and delicacy that each piece of fabric possessed. It was a dark gray dress with sequins covering her chest and thighs, with a translucent touch on the back and chest area as well, you only had to see it to realize that you didn't have to wear a bra when you put it on. It was not too long, in fact, she doubted it would reach her knees.There were more things in the box, Emma told herself, not coming out of her surprise, looking at the dress once more and wondering to herself how much money he would have spent there.Inside the box, there was also a golden chain. Glittering like the sun itself, something that led Emma to wonder how much it had cost or if it was real gold.The sound of a message coming in on her phone caught the surprised woman's attention. ‘Why did he buy this for me? How much did it cost? Why did he make the effort?’ she asked herself, distressed, r
It was a beautiful place, rarely Emma had seen something so beautiful in her life. There were huge lights hanging from the ceiling, bone colored, perfectly painted, the walls lacked any stain, everyone looked elegant and well groomed, everything looked neat and organized, that place had an antique look, for an instant, Emma felt in the past."Welcome to Hjärtan i trä".An employee gave the cordial invitation to both of them, Emma thanked with a shy smile, but Leonardo did not answer anything, on the contrary, his face became more serious when the employee spoke to him, she noticed that detail, but decided to overlook it, although the doubt was still there. Why had he behaved like that?During the trip in the car, he had been asking Emma a few questions, ones that she had barely answered, her nerves played against her and she felt too weak, she was not like that, she did not understand why when she was with him she behaved that way: tremulous, inept, shy. She had only known him for a m
She had to admit it even if she didn't want to: Leonardo White was a really interesting man. His voice, when he wanted it, acquired an interesting rhythm, she had hardly spoken about her, in fact, she didn't want to, besides, his anecdotes were much more interesting than what she had to say."And that was how your father became a millionaire?" Emma questioned, completely enraptured, not only by his face, but by him, by what he conveyed to her, she had even forgotten the extreme doubt she had about whether it was true that he had abandoned a son."That's what my grandfather told me, but, between you and me, he's a great liar" Emma laughed, "I'm serious, you can ask him the same question fifteen times, and fifteen times he'll give you a different answer".Emma was about to add something else, but the waiter had arrived with their food.The woman was unable to hide the displeasure that spread throughout her body when she observed the appearance of that salad. She even raised her eyes to
As sweet as the most exotic and forbidden candies: such were her lips, such were Emma's lips, when his secretary wanted to pull away from the kiss, he acted quickly and grabbed her by the waist, leaning towards her as he rubbed her lips with a sudden desire, he had never tasted such sweet lips in all his life, that was too much to say, if one took into account the many mouths he had kissed.Emma was trembling, like a teenager receiving her first kiss. That wasn't exactly her first kiss, but it was the only one that had ever made her like this, so desperate to finish it, but curious enough not to. But she knew she had to break the contact, so she roughly pushed her boss's body away, watching him with a deep perplexity drawn on her face. What the hell had happened, why from one second to the next did her boss find himself kissing her? Emma swallowed saliva, Leonardo's scent was still imprinted on her, on her lips, on her body, it was as if she could still feel his grip, even though he h
As sweet as the most exotic and forbidden candies: such were her lips, such were Emma's lips, when his secretary wanted to pull away from the kiss, he acted quickly and grabbed her by the waist, leaning towards her as he rubbed her lips with a sudden desire, he had never tasted such sweet lips in all his life, that was too much to say, if one took into account the many mouths he had kissed.Emma was trembling, like a teenager receiving her first kiss. That wasn't exactly her first kiss, but it was the only one that had ever made her like this, so desperate to finish it, but curious enough not to. But she knew she had to break the contact, so she roughly pushed her boss's body away, watching him with a deep perplexity drawn on her face. What the hell had happened, why from one second to the next did her boss find himself kissing her? Emma swallowed saliva, Leonardo's scent was still imprinted on her, on her lips, on her body, it was as if she could still feel his grip, even though he h
CHAPTER 13: DAMAGE.They were both sitting on Emma's sofa, who had offered some tea in a cup to Sofia, who seemed desperate to talk, but Emma was so stressed that the last thing she wanted to hear was her friend reproaching her as if she were her mother, but she told herself that she shouldn't be prejudiced, that maybe she wanted to talk about something unrelated to Leonardo.She knew she was wrong when Sofia opened her mouth."Where were you, Emma?" asked the woman, in a reproachful tone that annoyed Emma."I went out," she replied, taking a sip of her tea, perhaps drinking tea that night would leave her sleepless."You were with him" She didn't ask, she had affirmed it, Emma didn't give her any answer, only silence was heard, resounding as always. "Emma, were you with Leonardo?""Did you come just to ask me that, Sofia? It's too late at night, I want to sleep"."That's exactly why I came, you're always supposed to be here at your house, I came, and you weren't here, you're always he
The reason why Leonardo had broken up with Sofia at that time was because of the age difference between them, which despite not being too extensive, bothered him. At present, she was thirty-three years old and he was twenty-eight, a difference of only five years had caused a very deep wound in the woman, one that remained indelible, although, looking at her face that night, the only thing that could be said was that fate had treated her very badly, she looked at least ten years older than her original age.Leonardo knew that she detested him, in the small eyes of the plump woman, he could perceive the accumulated hatred she felt for him, not that he liked her very much anyway."What am I doing here? You know what I'm doing here!" Sofia approached sharply towards Leonardo, who, with an expression as hard as ice, looked at her."Actually, I don't have the slightest idea what you are doing here," he spat at her, with a brusque and intemperate tone, he crossed his arms, Sofia's gaze fell