Sofia:
-I know, my love! You don’t choose just anyone for your circle of friends, that’s what happens to me too! I am very selective,” exclaimed Rafael, kissing my lips very softly.
“I have analyzed this, seeing the few people that make up your circle of friends, that you don’t even consider as such, but as part of your family -he clarified- It’s the same, that I’m living with Martin Elias, he has always been more than a friend.
-Yes, I’ve noticed that, too! You think of Martin as a brother, the same way I feel about Shayla and Sheyli,” I affirmed, giving him a peck.
-We are very selective! -said Rafael, smiling.
-I added with a smile, sticking my body to his, and he reacted with a strong hug, rubbing his intimate part on my belly, where I could feel the hardness of his erection.
-Can you feel me? -he asked me, with a whisper and his hoarse, deep voice, which showed how excited he was. He gently bit my right earlobe.
-Totally! Life, we can’t talk like this, you don’t allow me to concentrate on what I want to ask you or comment on, you make my focus wander,” I begged, too excited.
-That’s how it happens to me, every day and almost all day long. You are in my mind, my heart, in my blood, in short, in my body, and you don’t let me concentrate on what I have to do,” he complained.
-Heh, heh, heh! I love it, that you’re like that! Passionate, loving and very hot, heh heh heh heh! -She smiled with satisfaction, while he was fixing his shirt, taking it out of his pants, so that the others wouldn’t notice his state of arousal.
-I think we’d better get back to what we were talking about Shayla, because if I’m not going to make love to you here, a few meters away from our family and friends, exposing us to be found in the middle of our sexual enjoyment,” he added with a huge smile.
-It’s better! Because I don’t want to go through that embarrassment AND I need you to help me with Shayla,” I begged.
“Love, I don’t know how to tell her what’s going on. From what Sheyli told me, she is depressed, especially for getting involved with Jose David, knowing that he was my number one enemy, next to her father,” I said.
-Let me deal with that. I’ll talk to my lawyers, who have more experience in international affairs, so we can make decisions,” he replied, moving closer to me again, taking hold of my lips, and rekindling the flame of desire.
“Besides, I don’t want you to neglect our wedding preparations. The date is very close, my life,” he whispered in my ear, making my body shudder and my skin tingle more.
-No, my love! I’m as excited as you are, to make this dream come true,” I assured him, hugging and kissing him desperately.
Feeling my body shudder and shake with desire for him, I clung tighter to him, feeling all his masculinity. He, like me, controlled his passion for everyone waiting for us outside, especially our children, who do not want to be separated from us, when we are at home.
As we left the office, Martin approached Rafael and informed him that he was taking Sheyli for a walk. Getting excited for them, I winked at my husband. He informed me that he would be visiting his mom, to clear some things up with her.
-Calm down my love! She is your mother, even though she doesn’t love me as her daughter-in-law, I respect her. I understand that you have to share with her. You shouldn’t even comment on it, you have every right,” I added.
-Thank you, my love! I prefer to inform you, she wants to go back to the place she had before. I know it’s hard, but I don’t want to risk our happiness -he confessed to me, with a warm look.
-Go my love! Here I wait for you with our children, who are desperate to debut the soccer field behind the gardens -I assured him with a smile, without getting into his problems with his mom.
Rafael:
That afternoon, upon arriving at my mother’s house and observing her I felt sadness, I had never seen her like that, emaciated, neglected in her appearance, it seemed that the years, had fallen all at once. When she saw me, she got up from the armchair where she was sitting.
-Son, I was waiting for you! -she said, walking with some difficulty towards me.
-Why are you walking like that, mother? -I asked worriedly, hugging her and helping her to sit down again on the large sofa on the terrace, where there was an extraordinary smell of roses.
-The doctor ordered me to continue with the rehabilitation. Possibly, I will be left walking with a cane and some difficulty, but that is irrelevant, the important thing is that I am alive,” clarified my mother.
-Mom, there are many things we must talk about! And that’s why I came,” I exclaimed, sitting down next to her.
This conversation with her was totally different from the one we always had. At the beginning, there was no shouting, no fights, she dedicated herself to listen to everything I told her about her friend Josefina Rondon and Mirelys Zambrano, including the crimes they committed.
I also told her what Mirelys did with her jewelry and bonds. Likewise, how she apparently died in an accident in the boat that she rented together with a vividor, with whom she embezzled the fortune that she herself gave her.
-As for my wife and children, more than four years ago, I was with Sofia, I got her pregnant and I didn’t know it,” I confessed, without giving any further explanation.
“Seeing my triplets for the first time, I felt the call of the blood. I approached them, searching for the truth I didn’t know, until the day I saw my birthmark on the chest of each one of them in the pool of the hacienda.
-Are you sure they are yours? Did you do a DNA test? -my mother questioned, looking at me with doubts and disbelief.
-You don’t change, mother! Definitely, nothing will make you change, you know? I don’t need a DNA test, my heart doesn’t deceive me, besides our genes are perceptible to the human eye,” I added, shaking my head from side to side.
“And just so you know, it wasn’t even her who told me, it was me who found out and it was corroborated to me by her mother and her friend, due to the fact that she couldn’t do it, because she was kidnapped,” I explained sadly, observing her predisposition.
-Is your wife Sofia Morales Bourbon? The CEO of the International Shipping Line, with a branch office here in the City. Is she the one? -my mother asked me.
-Yes,” I answered firmly.
-Son! Even though she is a rich woman, can she have other goals? -she asked me.
-Why didn’t you ever question your great friends like that? Why didn’t you ever doubt them? -I asked her angrily, seeing how unfair she was being to my wife.
-Because I have known them for many years. I have known Josefina since you were a baby, she already had Mirelys. She was a few years older than you.
-Magnificent! Of her, you didn’t doubt? And according to what you told me, since I was a child, she insisted on creating a marriage engagement between Mirelys and me. I imagine, to ensure Corner’s fortune, as she did with Zambrano! -I expressed angrily.
-And how was I supposed to know she was a delinquent? She always looked like a rich, society, cultured woman,” said my mother.
-Because you let yourself be carried away by appearances,” I reproached her, tired of wanting my mother to change…