The famous designer blouse and the mini skirt of the most expensive store in town, were dirty and torn. The black hair tied in a high ponytail, seemed to have been cut by a knife so crooked it was. But in the face of it all, what most shocked Evangeline was Leah’s face. He was full of badly healed bruises. "I always knew you were better than me." Leah says, staring at the dress Evangeline wore. "What do you want here, Leah?" Evie asks, trying not to be shaken by the emotional face she was carrying and closing the door. "I thought I’d never see you again.” "Well... I... I came back. I came home.” "Home?" The girl lets out a sarcastic laugh and holds the key in her purse. Every move, was watched by Leah. "There Leah... you’re a figure.” "I don’t understand the irony, Evangeline.” "Don’t play dumb, Leah. You’re a fucking junkie, but you’re not stupid.” "Look how you talk to me. I’m yours...” "You are nothing to me." Evie spits, feeling her eyes burn immediately. "I alway

Evangeline didn’t have to ask twice. Alec held her by the waist and kissed her deeply. Without abandoning those lips he so desires, he turns and throws some things that are on the table to the floor, making her sit there then. After biting her lower lip, Alec goes down her kisses all over her naked body, until he reaches the panties she wore. He lays slight bites in that region, causing delicious spasms in Evangeline. Once that little piece of fabric hits the ground, Alec kneels and without breaking eye contact with Evangeline, he sticks his tongue into his intimacy. The girl bows her head and moans low, already feeling those circular movements take effect on her entire body. Evie lifts her legs and surrounds them around Alec’s neck, while laying her body on the table, knocking down Blake’s famous cigar box. Of course, neither of you cared about that. Alec sucked Evangeline like there was nothing better to do. He stretches his left arm across her body, grabbing one of her bre

Alec was extremely calm as the policeman handcuffed him. Unlike Evangeline, who questioned and questioned himself loudly, what madness was being said. "Evie, calm down." Samuel says, dividing his gaze between her and his imprisoned client. "I go with him. Go home.” "What? Home? No way! I’m coming with you.” "You’re going to a police station in a bikini?” Evangeline faces her body and has a sudden shame. "Ah... I, uh...” "We have no more time." Samuel kisses the forehead of Evangeline. "I keep you informed.” The lawyer hurries to his car and follows the police car, which was already moving away with Alec inside. "I won’t be able to stand here waiting. " she murmurs, looking sideways. " Howard! You...” "Get dressed and we’ll go.” She just has time to smile in thanks and runs into the mansion. As they pass like a hurricane through Felippa, Audrey and Dominique, the three go after her in the bedroom. "What is going on?" Audrey asks, watching Evangeline walk around

"You must be confused, Ruby. Howard would be unable to do that...” Evangeline was hardly able to complete that sentence. She remembers that Ruby’s accident was at the same time that Alec was hallucinated and willing to do anything to be with her. "It’s him Evie... I’m sure.” "Oh... I don’t... I don’t know what to say.” Alec squeezes the car’s horn hard to get Evangeline’s attention again. He didn’t want her to get so involved with that boy again. "I need to go." she says, interspersing her gaze between the car and the scared Ruby. "Stop thinking about these things. I’m sure you’re confused. Probably with the amount of punches you took...” Ruby opens her mouth to answer, but Evangeline is quick to walk away. The boy is staring at the big black car to walk away, before entering the police station in a hurry. "Rubens?" Mason is frightened by the sudden arrival of his nephew. “I did not know they were in town.” "I saw who attacked me...” "Who attacked you? Wasn’t it an

Evangeline had created a timeline in her mind. After an hour of uninterrupted music, she would lean the violin and stretch her legs. She played with her eyes closed, so she wouldn’t be intimidated by all those masculine looks. Between one song and another, she takes the cue to look around and inspect the guests. No woman. Aside from her and the receptionist, there was no woman among the guests. Intriguing, she thought. But she didn’t let it kill her. She finished the first hour masterfully and stood up to reverence the applause received. "Can I get a sparkling water, please?" Evie asks the man at the bar. "Thank you.” While waiting, Evie moves her legs that were slightly numb. Even being in the corner of the bar, away from almost everyone, she could not stop feeling watched. She couldn’t even understand that feeling, since there was no one looking in her direction. "My God..." she murmurs, picking up her phone. Her finger swipes across the screen, in a fresh attempt to ca