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"Are you sure this will work?" Chris asked, sounding very uncertain."Absolutely," Ethan replied with determination."Absolutely not," I immediately objected, crossing my arms and gazing out the window.I saw Amelia and Ivan looking at me from that side of the room. I assumed that Ethan and Christopher were also watching me. I would not allow them to risk this, even if Ethan's plan might work. I didn't want them getting into more trouble."Why not?" my boyfriend asked."Are you really on board with this, Chris?" I ignored Ethan and looked directly at Christopher."Well..." he hesitated."You don't have to do it if you don't want to, Christopher. I understand, it's your father.""What?" Ethan exclaimed incredulously."Ethan, you can't force Chris to be an accomplice in a plan that will send his father to jail," I stated firmly.He narrowed his eyes and gave me a challenging look.We fell into silence, having one of our intense silent staring matches. How could I allow him to do somethi
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Ethan looked at me, and I noticed a certain sadness in his eyes. I felt bad for interrupting our important conversation, but I couldn't just kick Isabela out of my house.He apologized and slipped into his room, leaving Isabela and me in the living room. My friend looked at me strangely because of his reaction, and I shrugged, blatantly lying that I didn't know what was wrong with him.My friend asked me to tell her everything that had happened in her absence. I took a deep breath and began my narrative, as it was quite long.It felt as if I were telling a fantasy story to a little girl because every time I said something, Isabela made facial expressions of astonishment, happiness, sadness, and anger.When I finished the story, her final expression was one of deep concern."How are you feeling?" She tried to reach her hand toward my abdomen.I lifted my shirt to show her the bandage."Better, although I'm still on complete bed rest. I'm dying here, Isa," I made a mockingly terrified f
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I sighed once more. My gaze was fixed on the ceiling of my room, illuminated only by the moonlight filtering through the window. One of my hands was stretched across the bed, and the other rested on my stomach.I took deep breaths with each inhalation, my pillow smelled like him...My father had prepared an exquisite dinner for us a few hours earlier, but I didn't have much of an appetite. I truly couldn't understand what had happened that afternoon.What the hell had happened? I still felt bewildered. Why had he left like that? I tried to explain why I couldn't accept the engagement now, that I didn't feel prepared. Why couldn't he understand that?I rolled onto my right side. I faced the wall. I wanted to call him, to fix everything, to tell him I loved him, that I desired him...I tensed up."I love you," those words echoed in my head. He had never said he loved me before.I kicked my feet on the bed. Why did he have to say it now? Damn it, why so much pressure?I took a deep breat
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He walked me to the car; I didn't feel like continuing the exercise. Besides, the wound had started to hurt since I fell.We continued talking about trivial things and relaxed a bit. I noticed that when we said goodbye, he seemed in much better spirits.He asked about Ethan, and I briefly mentioned what had happened between us and why we hadn't been talking for a while.Christopher assured me that we hadn't broken up because Ethan never told him about it. I didn't feel very convinced but pretended to make him feel better.When I left the park and dropped off Christopher, my two friends had invited me to have lunch. I hadn't realized I had spent the entire morning in the park with that guy.When I arrived at the restaurant where my friends had asked me to meet them, I looked for them from the entrance.Isabela waved at me from a corner of the restaurant. I smiled and approached them. The place was quite picturesque; the tables and chairs were made of the same dark oak material, there w
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I was in a state of shock, the word that could describe me in that moment. Christopher was looking at us with concern; his leg was moving up and down at a high speed. He was anxious, almost as anxious and worried as Ethan.He paced back and forth around the room with his arms crossed over his chest, his gaze fixed on his feet. I sat on the couch, covering my face with both hands.For some strange reason, George, Chris's father, who many years ago had ordered the assassination of Ethan's father to take control of the company that interested them so much, had recently attempted to destroy my father's company using codes that I still didn't understand their purpose. To make matters worse, less than two months ago, he had kidnapped Ethan and me to an unknown location, which had resulted in an urgent trip to the hospital due to a gunshot wound in my abdomen.All of that, coupled with the fact that this same man believed that his son and I were together.I swallowed hard and sat up straigh
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He blinked several times, as if not comprehending what I was saying. He uncrossed his arms but remained in his place, so I continued."Do you think that disappearing, not answering my calls, and ignoring me for over a month is synonymous with not losing me, with 'protecting' me? I don't even know if we're still together or not."There was a deafening silence."I'm sorry," he whispered."Sorry? Is that all you can say?" My voice was rising more than I intended, but I no longer cared. I had so much inside me that I didn't know if it was necessary to waste my breath telling him everything. I turned to leave, but stopped and faced him again."I don't care if you agree to let me participate in the plan. I'm going to do it whether you like it or not. I don't want you to speak to me again. We'll only discuss the plan, and when all of this is over, I want you to really disappear. Don't come back, understood?"I didn't wait for a response; I turned and left the room, slamming the door behind m
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Chris took my hand across the table, interlacing his fingers with mine affectionately.I smiled and glanced to the side, feeling a bit embarrassed. Chris offered a seductive smile and whispered a joke in my ear, making me laugh. It wasn't because the joke was good, but rather because it was so bad that it was funny. He then assumed a more serious posture, and I could hear him licking his lips. I felt his fingers caressing my hand.The ambient music in the restaurant created a very romantic atmosphere for a young couple. The tables were filled with people engrossed in their own conversations, oblivious to their surroundings.I was close enough to Chris that any onlooker might assume we were on a date. Two tables to the right, I noticed a couple I recognized perfectly; they occasionally glanced at us, smiling with teasing amusement at our performance. I shook my head each time I shared a knowing smile with my friend.Two tables to the left, there was a girl who seemed to be waiting for
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The night had arrived, and my house was a mess with all the things we needed to bring to the party.Ivan and Amelia were dressed elegantly. Amelia wore a long, shiny dark blue dress that reached her feet, covering just one shoulder. Ivan had a gray tuxedo with a white shirt.Isabela and Ethan were dressed as waiters for the party, Chris wore a black tuxedo with a white shirt underneath, and I was elegantly dressed in an emerald green strapless dress that was snug to my waist and then cascaded to the floor.Ethan and Isabela had left a few hours earlier to assist in organizing everything with the service George had hired. I wasn't sure how she managed to get them hired to work as waiters at that particular party.Ivan and Amelia left about 30 minutes ahead of us to avoid raising suspicions that we were arriving together. They took their van with all the items they needed.Chris and I were escorted in a limousine to George's mansion. They lived in an extremely upscale neighborhood, with
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