Micaela froze.
It was the most polite thing she had ever addressed herself to in the ten years she had known Adriana.
Micaela didn’t respond for a moment and, halfway through, agreed.
-Okay, I promise, but not for you, but for Sergio.
Regardless of his relationship with Adriana, Sergio, who loved her and really helped her in the first place, will now want to attend his daughter’s wedding….
Micaela hung up right after, Carlos took the phone from her and was about to continue when his thin lips pressed….
Micaela turned her head away and pushed him away.
-No Carlos, wait, turn on the light, I need to talk to you…..
The room was so quiet that he naturally heard the girl’s voice on the phone, her big hands lighting fires all over his body, her thin lips seeking his ear to whisper.
-Don’t you know, girl, that I didn’t even try to hold him back, it was he who wanted to redeem himself and didn’t want to leave?
Micaela breathed a little shakily, resisting the waves he was creating in her body….
-To know, to know…
-So, what is there to say? Besides, it is still an unknown whether this marriage, or not, will be consummated….
Micaela was a little confused when the man’s clean, cool breath enveloped her and his voice was sexy and charming.
-Micaela, the rest of your time is mine….
Micaela pushed him away with her small hands, shaking her head to stop him from kissing her, and chased him relentlessly.
-No, no, tell me first, why is it an unknown if she and Marcos are married or not?
Carlos got a little exasperated and kissed her hard on the cheek, little abrasive, she wouldn’t let him have his way until he explained it to her…..
-Marcos didn’t want to marry that woman and agreed to marry her as a delaying tactic, he didn’t want her to keep bothering Antonio and affecting Mr. Martinez’s condition, and now that Mr. Martinez is gone, Marcos will naturally regret the marriage.
Micaela suddenly remembered going to dinner with Bianca at Netflix and overhearing Antonio and Adriana’s conversation in the parking lot, and suddenly reacted to why Adriana had threatened Antonio so blatantly and Antonio had repeatedly engaged, saying with some urgency.
-No Carlos, Adriana still has something on Antonio, she must know about Katarina’s relationship with him, she used to threaten Antonio with that! So, Marcos will agree to marry Adriana, it must be because of that too!
Just like when Adriana knew that the orphanage was his weakness and used it as a threat to keep her away from Brillantella!
Marcos would willingly back down so that his older brother wouldn’t be harassed by her anymore and so that Mr. Martinez would leave in peace, then he would compromise even more when it came to this secret between Antonio and Katarina.
In the darkness, Carlos frowned a little as he analyzed the girl’s words and half-heartedly denied.
-No way, this is something that, with Adriana’s ability, I would never fail to find out.
-But have you forgotten? She’s in cahoots with Antonio’s mother and she’s the one who told Adriana?
Carlos is silent, it is unbelievable but he cannot deny that it is possible?
In that case, Fabiana is really too ruthless to consider the consequences for Antonio if someone else were to find out about this, which is, after all, the child she gave birth to in October….
After a long moment, Carlos thought of something, his thin lips on the girl’s earlobe, his big hands started working again.
-My Micaela, are you in my bed telling me about another man getting married? Hmm? Do you care if people marry her willingly? Hmm?
Uh…
Why did you suddenly feel a strong sense of jealousy?
-No, it’s not, Carlos, you’re focusing on the wrong thing?
A man’s voice is muffled and charming…
-No, it’s Micaela who’s focusing on the wrong thing, right now, it’s our ‘serious business’….
Micaela finally had no chance to follow up with the question, the inexplicably jealous man made her powerless to fight, and after several torments, he finally let her go, even when he took her to the shower, she was unable to resist, and was about to fall asleep when she touched the pillow, and spoke in a daze.
-Carlos…
Carlos was about to turn off the light when he heard the girl’s voice and turned, looking at her with wide eyes and a sweet, flushed face, and couldn’t resist kissing her cheek again.
-Hmm? Would you like some water?
murmured the girl.
-This is my bed…
Carlos laughed a little, the girl had some prejudices, it was true that she had rented the house in the first place, but he was the landlord!
His thin lips gently brushed hers, slightly swollen, and his deep eyes were filled with tender tenderness.
-Well, your bed, and I am yours?
All I have, all you have…..
The next day, Micaela’s work schedule was packed, with bodybuilding classes, additional advertising shoots, and ongoing research on recent fashion items, leaving her no free time at all.
Although Carlos was displeased that Eric had increased the girl’s workload, he was aware that he had his difficulties because he had finished his contract early and had to do his best to cooperate with him to put the finishing touches.
At that moment, Carlos and Ernesto were waiting in the studio to pick up their girlfriends.
Alba ran back and forth, pacing back and forth, and finally, near the end of the shoot, with one last shot left, Alba stepped in between the two.
-Micaela is still in top form, she used to be easily affected by things around her, due to the trials and tribulations of this year, now the emotions of her life basically don’t carry over to her work.
Thinking about Olivia and Leonardo because Natalia stirred things up that time, her state affected the interview for a while.
Carlos looked at the girl on camera and his thin lips lifted slightly, he had long known that if a girl wanted to do it, she could do it right, whatever she did.
With the director’s approval, the day was finally over.
Carlos and Ernesto went home with their respective girlfriends.
After dinner and a shower, Ernesto sat on the couch with his girlfriend and watched variety shows with her, thinking that this little life is just too happy….
It was almost ten o’clock, time to go to bed, when the phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.
Ernesto picked it up and it was actually the manager of the Moontime bar he owns.
Alba gave him a curious look and immediately glared at him.
-In the middle of the night, if you dare to go to a bar, I’ll beat you to death!
Ernesto took her in his arms and, with a wicked smile on his lips, kissed her hard on the cheek.
-I’m not picking up anyone but you.
Before picking up the phone, the anxious voice of the store manager was heard, so clear that even Alba could hear it clearly.
-Mr. Ernesto, come to bed, there’s a commotion in the store! The booths are about to be smashed and we really have no choice.
Ernesto was startled and frowned.
-What kind of desperate person dares to come to Moon Time and cause trouble!
Saying he would come, Ernesto hung up the phone.
Alba stood up with a look of righteous indignation on her face and rolled up her sleeves.
-To the desperado who dares to vandalize my man’s place, I’ll come and beat him up!
Ernesto let out a laugh, the phrase -my man- was just what he needed, and he was so happy to hear it that he took her in his arms and kissed her on the forehead.
-Baby, what are you doing there girl, be a good girl and wait for me at home. I wouldn’t have called if a real fight would have settled it.
He said and dropped another kiss on her lips.
-Besides, where would I leave my little darling of the heart to really fight, leave that kind of thing to me…..
Alba pause, look only Ernesto full of manhood, a look that shattered his field, he will wipe the expression of that person, a second to warm up, embrace her coax, suddenly some heartbeat accelerated, in the heart spit, this are ready to marry, still moving for him fawn, Alba really have no talent …
Ernesto let go of her and went inside to put on clothes to go out before going out.
Alba pursued him with trepidation.
-Hey, Ernesto, be careful.
Ernesto changed his shoes and, extraordinarily pleased and satisfied to see how much she cared for him, raised his head to peck her on the lips.
-Go lie under the covers until I come back to ‘soak’ you.
Alba’s heart skipped a beat as the bastard got more and more maudlin with his words, and as soon as he opened the door, she pushed him out.
-Get out of here.
With a smirk on his face, Ernesto hurried away.
He had not expected, in any case, that the people who were causing trouble in the bar, whom he knew, and knew well, were also a pair of brothers: the
Antonio and Marcos.