"He comes." Felippa says, emerging from beyond to scare her best friend. "Stop biting the corner of your fingers.” "Alec didn’t send a signal! NONE! What if I did all this and he doesn’t come? What if he changed his mind? People will kill me.” "I know that’s not your biggest concern.” Felippa was absolutely right. Evangeline couldn’t get Alec out of her head. She had a theory. Evie thinks she’s thinking too much and missing him because she hasn’t seen him since. Ever since they met him, they haven’t been a day without seeing or talking. Last night, Evangeline had a dream about Alec. She was in the center of a stage, playing the violin with all her soul, when he appeared behind her, whispering motivational words to her. Evie would drop the violin, but the music would continue. They would then dance together and when they were about to kiss, Evangeline woke up. "Don’t be exaggerated, Felippa.” Evangeline’s heart began to throb as she saw Alec’s car approaching. She knew she h
Alec was so stunned by the news that he would be an uncle that he didn’t even pay attention to the bruise on Audrey’s eye. And on noticing, that made him angry. "DID YOU HIT HER?" Alec screamed, drawing his gun quickly. Despite not seeing his sister, for as long as he did not see his mother, Alec was protective. Upon learning that she needed urgent help, she did not hesitate to take a plane and go to her. And now, knowing that she was pregnant and was assaulted by her boyfriend, her will was to spend the entire comb of her gun on the face of her Italian brother"in"law. But Giovanni was not a simple Italian. Of all the men that Audrey could have a relationship with, she fell in love precisely with someone from the Italian mafia. So when Alec drew his gun, Giovanni did the same. "You’re not in your house, American." Giovanni says, cocking the gun. "Put it down.” "I asked you a question, Italian. Did you hit my sister?” The cocked weapons were ready to be fired at any second.
"Only if I’m crazy!" she murmurs. "Who in their right mind would fall in love with someone who does the unthinkable to have a woman for themselves?" Evie continues, even if Felippa is on the other side of the basketball court, gathering the chairs. "What kind of man does what he did? Nobody! No one with maturity would do or say the things he did..." she holds a dry sheet and keeps it spinning between her fingers. "It’s okay that the day of the opera was amazing... that having seen him experience something he never ate, just because I love it and asked, was too much... not to mention the changes he wants to make in the field of trailers... WHAT THE HELL!” Unmoved by the cry her friend gave, Felippa let out a laugh and began to carry the chairs to another place. While Evangeline tried to keep in her memories, only the controlling Alec and that caused her anger, she did not notice that she was alone on the basketball court. Well, almost all alone. The man standing across the stree
"Dad!" Audrey hits her foot on the ground and pulls the phone out of Blake’s hand. "You’re not going to kill anyone. We don’t want a war. Especially around the birth of your first grandson.” "That can’t be it, Audrey! That man needs to learn to be a man! What kind of father will he be, beating women?” "Ah..." she smiles and shakes her blonde hair. "he’s not the father. Well, he doesn’t know..., but he’s not.” Alec holds the laugh, with the shock face that Blake made. He did not imagine that his daughter’s life was so active. "Audrey came back to stay, Dad." Alec says, trying to change the mood. "She’s welcome. Isn’t it?” Despite being extremely hurt, when Audrey decided to follow her mother out of the house, Blake loved her unconditionally. She always kept her luxuries, no matter what city she was living in or if she didn’t call him. Her act of leaving her without an allowance, when she started dating Giovanni, was a way of trying to get her away from the Italian mobsters and
Evangeline rolls her eyes and throws a pillow at her friend, causing her to choke on the soda. Before Felippa can fight back, someone knocks on the door. The redheaded girl gets up and walks there, imagining it could be the lunch she had ordered from room service. Evie was feeling mildly worried about Leah, so would not join the others at the hotel restaurant. And although his hunger was gigantic, it was not food that was on the other side of the door. "Alec?” Felippa, who was completely involved with the remote control, trying to figure out how it made the television appear, raises his head as he hears Alec’s name and looks towards the door. She notices that Alec is not wearing his usual suits, but even in those jeans and basic white blouse, he was still killing. Literally. "Can we talk?" he asks, trying to put his hands in the pockets of his non-existent social pants. Alec was in an attempt to look more casual. Since he had started wearing social clothes, jeans stopped mak
"Kidnapped?" Alec gets up. "What are you talking about? Who did this?” "How will I know? I don’t even know who you are. Or what you do. But looking back at what I saw when I walked into that forbidden room and this flash kidnapping, you can imagine what a good thing it isn’t.” Alec felt a slight panic corrode his entrails. He had barely taken the power of his family’s business and someone, who was not even part of his right life, was in danger for it. "I need you to explain to me what happened." he asks. "For what? To stay in the dark about you?” "My God!" Alec runs his hand over his face desperately and approaches Evangeline, holding her in his arms tightly. "Evangeline, my life and what I do is no joke. We need to be honest with each other. Please.” Evangeline focused on Alec’s blue, dark eyes. The pressure he put on his arms and the urgency in his gaze made her agree. Alec loosened his grip and Evie took two steps back. "I don’t know who they are." she says. "I remembe
His frustration is present, seeing that the message was from the music school. The teacher was sick and classes were canceled. "Great." Evie mutters, leaving her phone on the table. "What was it?" Felippa does not expect Evangeline to offer the cell phone. She herself picks up and reads the received message. "Ah... how annoying. At least your nights are free for now. What are you doing today?” "Practice. There is nothing better to do.” Evangeline holds her cell phone and leaves the restaurant without waiting for her friend. The elevator leaves her on the roof, where she goes directly to the minibar and holds the bottle that was with less liquid. That’s the one Alec had served for him when talked. "I’m alone." she grumbles, looking at the bottle. "What bad can happen?” Once the bottle -obviously- does not answer it, Evangeline removes the lid and turns the hot liquid right into her mouth. She grimaces and contemplates not drinking again. [...] The insistent ringing of t
She walked up to the short man in a suit, smiling and laughing at him. After some hugs and conversations near the ear, Felippa turned in the direction of the limousine and motioned to the other two women. Evie left the car first and helped Audrey then. The place was big and noisy. As Felippa and Audrey walked among the people, swaying in the rhythm of the music they played, Evangeline looked around with disdain. Her influence on classical music from an early age made her hate exactly where she was. "What a burial face!" Audrey yells at Evangeline as soon as they sit down at a table. "Hey?” The blonde pulls the mango of a waiter who passed by and asks him to bring his best and most expensive drinks. And a bottle of water. "I won’t wait for drinks. I want to dance!” Felippa leaves the table, making Audrey sigh relieved. She was eager to be alone with Evangeline. "Hey!" she pushes the redhead with her shoulder. " You don’t like ballads, do you?” "Is it that obvious?” "Ot