Juan stayed close behind Marissa as she fed the horses. Some stood by the fence, wanting affection, while others ran and played, bringing a smile to Marissa's sad face.
Juan took her hand and pulled her away from the fence as a gust of wind blew her dark hair. "What the hell is wrong with you?" "I am sorry about yesterday, I... my phone disappeared inside the river. I swam looking for it, but I got stuck, and then you came," she offered flatly. "Marissa, can you tell me what is wrong with you? You know I care about you," he said, corner of his mouth lifting in a slight smile. "But not the way I want you to care... You care more about Daniella." "The way I care about you is different from Daniella. You are my sister; you know I care about you a lot. I love you," he replied, cupping her cheeks. She squeezed her eyelids shut against tears. He wrapped her in his arms, pressing her face against his strong chest. Again, the smell of leather soap and horse spurs warmed her chest. "I hate seeing you cry, so please stop... I guess you want me to cry too." She punched him teasingly, and he yelped. "Ouch! That really hurt!" When she smiled and shook her head, he prompted, "Can I ask a favor from you?" Marissa's brows knitted, growing concerned over the sudden seriousness of his tone. Still, she offered a slow nod. "Can you please attend every mealtime together with the rest of the family?" he asked. She moved away from him, considering. Mealtime with the family would mean facing Daniella. Still, if it was important to Juan, she could withstand the girlfriend. "Okay, I will." "Go and apologize to Father later. He is very angry with you," he added. "Juan!" They heard Daniella's voice. Juan turned as Marissa's smile faded on her face. Beaming at the siblings, she took her boyfriend's arm and purred, "Can I talk to you about something?" He nodded, glancing at Marissa who looked at him. "Oh yes, Marissa..." Daniella said as she handed her a necklace and ring. "Your things." Marissa collected the necklace and ring and walked back to the fence. * * * Juan and Daniella walked inside his office. Daniella looked at him, a smile forming on her lips as she held his hands. "I just got a call from my agency; they will need me in two weeks. What do you say? This is a big step toward my career." "Okay, sweetheart, you can go anytime you want." She wrapped him in a hug, grinning. "Thank you, my love. I know you won't refuse; that's why my love for you increases every day." Marissa walked past the window. Juan peered at her over Daniella's shoulder, as he returned Daniella's hug. "I will do anything for you," Juan murmured. * * * "That's great, sister-in-law, you hit the jackpot," Carlos gasped. "I told you I am an expert in Monopoly," Daniella said, grinning. "So tell me, is there something between you and that girl looking at you?" He looked at the kitchen through the wide-open window; Danna was staring at him with her green eyes. Daniella motioned for Danna to join them. Danna walked out of the kitchen and stood in front of them. "She is my childhood sweetheart," he said, crashing his lips to Danna. "Congratulations to both of you then," Daniella grinned. Danna smiled shyly. "Thank you, sister-in-law," he said, bowing. * * * "You can't say you won't eat with us if Marissa won't. You know how stubborn she is," Rosario pleaded from the bed. Miguel folded his arms over his chest from the window. "I'm just as stubborn as she is." Returning to the bed, he drew his wife against his shoulder. "Rosa, darling. I think it's time we tell Juan about everything, since he'll be married soon." Rosario lifted her head, her eyes widening. "Don't you think it's too soon to tell him about it?" "Of course not. Juan is old enough to know everything," Miguel replied. "When are you going to tell him?" she asked. "Tonight." * * * As the sun dipped below the hacienda's horizon, it bid farewell to the day, leaving behind a warm, golden glow that painted streaks of orange and pink across the sky. Juan observed Marissa from behind as she interacted with the horses. Sensing his lingering gaze, she turned and met his gentle brown eyes. Her smile gradually faded as the sun descended over the horizon. "Why don't you join me, big brother?" He walked into the horse pen, stood beside her, and stroked a white horse. "Remember to go tonight and apologize to Father. and tell him you are going to change and make sure you never miss any meal time," "Don't worry I will go later tonight after dinner, I want tomorrow to be a new day for me," "Let's go for a ride," Juan took her hand. "No, Juan, please, I don't want to," Marissa protested. "Afterward, we will return them to their stables." She nodded. * * * "How is today?" Daniella asked, staring at Juan lying on the bed. She sat in front of him. "Just like every day," he replied. "How can it be the 'just like everyday' when that sister of yours makes the meal times so..." She clenched her fists, lips forming a thin line. "I can't explain it!" She exclaimed, raising her fists and pressing her lips together. "Daniella, don't talk like that about Marissa. I know she hasn't been good to you, but she is a very nice person," he defended Marissa, sitting up and leaning on a pillow. "But..." A knock came from the door. "Come in," Juan said. Lara entered. "Sir wants you in his room." "Thank you," Juan replied, looking at Daniella, who was giving him a puzzled look. Juan entered Miguel and Rosario's room. Miguel had a sad expression, his hand on his cheek, while Rosario wrung her hands, sitting on the side of the bed. They both stood up as he entered, showing concern. Miguel went up to his son. "We want to tell you something very important. We thought this would be the right time." Marissa stood on the threshold of the room, hesitation written across her face as she observed the serious looks on Miguel and Rosario's faces. She retreated a step, finding support against the cool wall. Miguel walked up to Juan and spoke sincerely. Placing a comforting hand on his shoulder, he implored "You have to understand, Juan. We have a deep love for you. Even if you may not share our blood, but you are undeniably cherished as if you were our own son." Fear spread across Juan's face as he drew back, shaking his head in disbelief. "I must have misunderstood. What are you saying, Father?" "Juan, I spoke the truth. You are not a Valiente. Neither by blood nor adoption. Every action we took was to shield you," His father revealed a truth that cast a shadow over Juan's understanding of his identity. Leaning against the wall for support, Juan questioned, "Have I done something to deserve this?" On the other side, hidden and unaware, Marissa smiled through her tears, hearing the secret revealed. Juan. All this time. Meanwhile, Rosario sat on the bed, tears streaming down her face, overwhelmed by the emotional truth. "No, Juan, you haven't done anything wrong. You're the best son anyone could ask for," Miguel's voice wavered, his emotions breaking through as tears streamed down his worn cheeks. "But you deserve to know the truth. You're my boss's son. He entrusted me to look after you just before he passed away..." With tears in her eyes, Rosario walked up to Juan and gave him a firm hug. "We're not telling you to cause pain. Regardless of what happened, you'll always be our beloved son," she consoled, tears falling from her own eyes. Juan stood silently, his eyes red, trying to comprehend the reality of the situation. Retreating to her room, Marissa wiped away tears and collapsed onto her bed, emotions overwhelming her. "I am not mad or crazy, what I have been feeling is not a sin but real, a genuine feeling ... True feelings, I love him... I do love him, I am not committing a sin or crazy, I have true feelings for Juan ..." Marissa heard a soft knock, causing her to gasp. Quickly, she turned off the light and curled up on the bed. Closing her eyes, she hugged her pillow, pretending to be asleep. The door creaked open, and Juan entered, moving towards the bed. Bending down, he placed a kiss on her forehead. 'Goodnight,' his whispered words grazed her skin in the dimness of the room. As he left the room, Marissa, now alone, slowly opened her eyes, tears tracing a delicate path down her cheeks, each drop was evidence of the intense feelings that had occurred.Upon entering Miguel's room, Marissa discovered him perched on the bed's edge, with his eyes locked on the wall with a mysterious expression that concealed his feelings. "Good morning, Father," she offered in greeting, receiving only a brief, sidelong glance from him before his attention returned to the wall. Undeterred by his lack of response, she took a deliberate seat, reaching out to hold his hands resting on his thigh. "I understand you don't want to talk to me, Father. I am so sorry for the way I have been behaving. I promise you from now I will change. Please believe me when I say I am truly sorry." He squeezed her hand, a loving smile spread across his lips. "I know you will never lie to me. I am offering you a second chance - just bring back my old happy Marissa." Juan strided in with a lopsided smile. "Don't fret, Father, you can trust Marissa." "Son..." Miguel's face registered shock. "Son... I know, and I believe in both of you. All my children are my pride," he spoke
Marissa came downstairs, a mischievous grin lighting up her face as she neared the dining room. Daniella and Juan were getting ready to sit down at the dinner table. Marissa hurriedly claimed Daniella's seat. "Good morning, sister-in-law. Could you take my seat? Juan and I have an important matter to discuss," In a sly tone, she said. Daniella, smiling slightly, replied, "Why not?" Juan took his seat and paid no attention to her. Marissa found herself in a bit of a standoff with Carlos as he questioned her move to separate the newly engaged couple. She brushed it off with a nonchalant mutter, "What?" "Why split them up? Can't this wait till after breakfast?" Carlos mouthed. "Why can't I sit near Juan? After all, he will be abandoning us after getting married to his beloved Dani?" Marissa retorted. Carlos clarified, "No, Juan's not leaving. He'll be staying with us." Rolling her eyes at the response, Marissa insisted, "Dani, come on over and take your spot." Daniella, however,
"I realized it had been quite some time since I last went for a jog; my joints are aching," Miguel commented, his uneasiness clear. Juan supported him, and led the way down to the sandy shore, while Carlos dutifully followed with beach chairs in tow. Once the chairs were set up, Miguel eased into the seat, sighing with relief. "The air here is incredibly invigorating," he chuckled, observing the waves. Rosario, in her knee-length dress, joined him, taking a seat. "Let loose, everyone. Juan, forget about the ranch, just enjoy the moment," Miguel urged, his face lit up with a carefree grin. "Fear not, Dad. Juan's leaving the ranch and his worries behind today. I made a deal with Dani to lure him into a swim, and he wouldn't want to let her down," Marissa, wearing her bikini, confidently stated as the sun sparkled on the beach. While Daniella relaxed on the shore, basking in the sun, Carlos and Danna returned to the water after a short break, enjoying some fun swimming and playful s
Marissa found comfort in the stables, brushing Juan's hair, the baby horse. As she tended to him, she confided, "I love you, Juan. I'll always love you a lot. It's been days since I've been avoiding Juan and Daniella, even the family. Juan hurt me a lot that night when I wanted to apologize; he didn't even let me. It hurts to see them together, especially when they kiss. I'm so relieved that she'll be leaving soon, even though I know nothing will help me with Juan, but I hope so," Marissa shared with the foal, treating him as her confidant, much like she always did, like a trusted friend. "Can you please pick up all the horse dung?" Marissa heard Juan's voice as he directed a worker, sending a soft chill through her. She felt Juan's gaze on her as the stall door opened, but she stayed calm, resisting the urge to look back at his beautiful brown eyes. "Juan," Daniella walked to him. "What are you doing here?" he asked, closing the stall door. "I want to spend time with you as I'm le
"Hello, my Juan," Marissa hugged the white foal and smiled as she walked into the stall. "I've missed you. It's been days without you. You know, Daniella has left, and I'm making an effort to maintain distance from Juan, treating him more as a brother. Meanwhile, my mischievous Carlos is doing his best to find happiness with Danna, and the ever-elusive Ignacio is hardly ever at home. My parents are, as usual, wonderful. Everyone is fine and living their lives. Anyway, I just hope that one day I can forget my feelings for Juan and move on. Staying away from him seems like the best choice." "William, go and take care of the cows. I just called a vet for the infirmary. I need to hire a permanent vet for the animals," she heard Juan's authoritative voice. "Yes, Boss," she heard William obediently accepting the orders. The door creaked open, and Marissa sensed Juan's gaze on her, causing discomfort. Despite her attempts to distance herself, they always seemed to cross paths. "I'm just a
The family gathered around the dining table, engaged in discussions about the upcoming wedding anniversary celebration for Miguel and Rosario. "I'm so excited for tomorrow; they're going to love it," Carlos expressed eagerly, met with agreement from Danna, who added, "Absolutely." As Juan joined them, taking a seat next to Ignacio, he teasingly called out to Danna, "Do you always have to agree with everything Carlos says? Yesterday, he wanted the decorations in all pearl white and green, and you immediately jumped on board." Chuckling, Marissa defended her, saying, "Let her be; she just wants to make him happy." Marissa's laughter echoed throughout the room, her amusement interrupted by a cough, like a melody broken by an unexpected note. Ignacio asserted, "Juan, women should always be at our disposal; they should agree with us men because we are the dominant ones." "Ignacio, women shouldn't be at our disposal; they're equals," Carlos asserted, planting a kiss on Danna's lips. "If
Marissa found herself in the living room, immersed in the hustle of directing and orchestrating the decoration, offering precise instructions to the servants. "It should be like this here," she articulated, her vision for the space. "A touch of green would look absolutely lovely in this corner, and when the cake arrives, make sure it's placed on this side." In the midst of the bustling activity, Juan entered the living room, his gaze immediately finding Marissa. Sensing his eyes on her, she turned, meeting his eyes with a naughty wink that conveyed a silent understanding. In response, a warm smile lit up Juan's face. In the kitchen, Danna was assisting Margarita with the cooking when Carlos entered. Without hesitation, he swept Danna off her feet, his hand around her waist, and spun her around. As the spin concluded, Carlos and Danna shared a sweet kiss. Meanwhile, in the living room, Ignacio walked towards Juan. "Everything is ready," he said. "Thank you, Ignacio," Juan replied. "
Under the shimmering moonlight that danced upon the river, Marissa made her way to the water's edge. There, in an emotional moment, she slowly removed her clothes, leaving only her bra and pants. Closing her eyes, she immersed herself in the river, each step a deliberate descent into the cool, soothing water. In this solitary act, she sought relief from the pain of unrequited love, believing that fading away was the only way to escape, convinced that no one would notice her absence.Juan sprinted towards the river, catching sight of Marissa with only her bra, he swiftly dove into the water, swimming urgently to reach her. Standing before her, he took decisive action, leaning in to passionately press his lips against hers.Marissa, initially startled, felt a surge of surprise. In that unexpected kiss, she questioned the reality of the situation, only to find herself returning the kiss.Juan lifted her from the water, cradling her in his arms as he emerged from the river.Gently setting