HENRICOShe looks like a wild mare. Pacing back and forth as if he wanted to dig a hole in the ground or in my head, almost foaming at the mouth.I watch her from the top of the stairs, hidden, safe, a few steps away for safety and am amused by the unusual situation. My mood was sour at not receiving any news about Alencar's arrest.He should be stuck at dawn, damn it!I don't know what the hell she's doing here, but I'm enjoying the show. Guilhermino stares at her hypnotized, still shaken by the hurricane that Amelia can be.I smile, even though I don't understand anything. It's funny to see her so restless and angry."Where is he?" he yells breathlessly, causing my friend to take two steps away."Who?" He says, looking at her scared.The girl seems more impatient to hear her question as an answer. Snorting in displeasure."You know very well." He says, pointing a finger in Guilhermino's direction.I find his behavior strange, his gaze scans every corner of the room looking for somet
AMELIA LEALWith my fist clenched, I punch the steering wheel of the car, imagining the face of Henrico Zattani, my sister's ex-husband and enemy of my family.He kissed me.The cheeky brazen had the audacity to KISS me!When the dark eyes finished threatening me earlier, many violent eyes formed in the head, but none of them went with our lips pressed together. So when my rationality returned to my body I tried to wriggle out of his grip at all costs, pushing him away.When I finally managed to pull away and slap his face, I wished with all my might that my hand would gain more weight, thus getting the five"finger mark on the skin of his face for several days.Car horns fill my ears and I force myself to focus on the road, returning my attention to the present.Mine is still pounding memories with the memories, instead of oxygen it's my anger that's inflaming my lungs and driving me back home.I hated your kiss. I hated it so much, it tastes like mint."That son of...Argh!Never min
AMELIA LEALI feel belittled, ashamed.I run my eyes to Peter and see him staring at me with confusion apparent in his irises.Oh, heavens... Is he believing this?"So, remember that and respect her. Amelia has always been a good girl and that jerk Alencar was arrested because he's a thief!" My mom says, puffing out her chest and eyeing Dad squarely.His attitude impresses all of us and leaves Dad speechless for long seconds."Anna..." he starts, his tone more controlled and almost tamed."No more, Augustus." Mom doesn't allow him to finish, turning to align our eyes, cupping a hand on either side of my face."Go up to your room, Amelia." Mom says and I do, not looking at anyone as I walk up the stairs.And with every step I take, all I think about is how much Henrico has become my worst nightmare and how much I hate him.And... damn, the bastard kissed me.Unfortunately the kiss doesn't get out of my head, even though it was awful.I smile at Vivi and Dieguinho's smeared faces, both
HENRICO My mood improved almost one hundred percent from yesterday to today, Alencar arrest leveraged my plans and put me in front of this game. Seeing his face in all the media has made me rational again. The fact that Amelia discovered my identity without coming directly from me was a delay, the kiss a rash and inconsequential step, but one that could easily be turned to my advantage. Of course, at first I was shaken, a little bewildered to be touching a woman again after so many years, even more so for who she was. However, it passed. And so, I arrived at this address.When she left the farm in a hurry yesterday, I was the victim of an interrogation and Guilhermino didn't calm down until he found out the reasons why Amélia Leal had gone to our farm possessed and left with her lips swollen from kissing so much, I'm not going to lie and say your comment didn't make me smile because it did. However, I avoided her questions as much as I could, blurting out in the end that she was a
AMELIA LEALI swallow back a sob, trying to lessen my cry, dismayed by my state. I don't know what got into me, this man just seems to soften me like butter."Excuse me." I mumble under my breath, escaping his grip.With the back of my hand I wipe my tears, turning to my side to escape his attentive gaze. He doesn't say anything and doesn't even move as I wipe the water from my eyes."You can go now." I stare at the expressive face, clasping my hands in front of my body, trying to hide the embarrassment creeping through my body.A smug smile forms at the corner of his lips and the dark irises glisten in defiance, making it clear he won't let this go unnoticed."You know where to find me." He assures, contrary to what I imagined, he starts walking towards the exit. Leaving it in the air that I will come looking for you at some point.Never."Don't come back here anymore." I rant, irritated by his innuendo.He doesn't turn to face me, but I gather he's grinning, being the pretentious th
HENRICO ZATTANI I breathe in the clean air, feeling for the first time since I got out of jail a sense of security and familiarity. Guilhermino points from one distance to another with a smile plastered on his face, proud to finally have the opportunity to show me the growth of the crops. All displayed like a peacock."You did a good job." I comment, looking out over the vast rice paddy. "Thank you for not abandoning me and believing in me." I feel his gaze boring into my skin, concentrating on what I'm saying.snort."I know your character, brat. "You would never kill a snake, even if it were close to biting you." I take his reference, frowning and clenching my fists as I remember that night."I still don't remember everything that happened." I comment, seeing the blurry, jumbled images flash through my mind.He sighs, pulling in and out with force, almost as if something is getting in his way."What?" I ask, finally turning to face him."You went out that night to pick up Aurora,
HENRICO Her serene and relaxed expression makes it difficult for the girl to reconcile with the show for adults she was putting on at that bar when I arrived. Why does she have to look like a harmless sleeping angel? Is it on purpose? A plan designed to drive the man in me crazy? Screw this! The Bartender is right, this girl is trouble and she's going to get in the way of my plans.She mutters, making low, incomprehensible sounds with her eyes still closed. Turning over on the bed I'd given her for the night, causing the sheet to rise up to reveal her bare legs, revealing a piece of my shirt wrapped around her hip, while one of my underwear covered her small, round ass. I curse, cursing the brat for causing me confused thoughts. I'm between taking care of her and doing not "so" innocent things. I pull back the sheet her stupid movements have pulled and cover her body again, leaving only her head visible.I take her cell phone, glad she gave me the password earlier when I created a
AMELIAHe is insolent. Arrogant and extremely underhanded.And I shouldn't have given the Bar Man your phone number, let alone accompanied him to do so. Argh! Henrico Zattani wants to destroy my father, his hatred for my family has beengoing on for years and I certainly won't escape his revenge, I am fully convinced that the man will not free me from his claws and grudges. Still, I'm in his room, waking upafter a night of too many dreams and a horrible hangover. No one in my family can know about this.I clench my fists, slamming them against the mattress a few times, beyond infuriated at the effects the bastard is having on me.I look back down at my body, running my fingers over her shirt, I'm not wearing a bra underneath and scenes of me from last night are flashbacks in my head. I was pretty drunk when he picked me up from the bar and brought me down to the farm, I vaguely remember a young woman helpingme shower and then change into these clothes, probably the Marisa he menti