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  Table of Contents

  ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  CHAPTER FIVE

  CHAPTER SIX

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  CHAPTER NINE

  CHAPTER TEN

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  CHAPTER FIFTEEN

  CHAPTER SIXTEEN

  CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

  CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

  CHAPTER NINETEEN

  CHAPTER TWENTY

  CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

  CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

  CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

  CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR

  CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

  CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE (PART II)

  CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

  CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

  CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

  CHAPTER TWENTY NINE

  CHAPTER THIRTY

  EPILOGUE

  Copyright © 2017 Gabriela Lins

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  DIAGRAMMING: Veveta Miranda

  TRANSLATION: Vinícius Stallonio Vieira

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and events described are products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual names, dates, and events is purely coincidental.

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  TABLE OF CONTENTS

  ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  CHAPTER FIVE

  CHAPTER SIX

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  CHAPTER NINE

  CHAPTER TEN

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  CHAPTER FIFTEEN

  CHAPTER SIXTEEN

  CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

  CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

  CHAPTER NINETEEN

  CHAPTER TWENTY

  CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

  CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

  CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

  CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR

  CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

  CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE (PART II)

  CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

  CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

  CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

  CHAPTER TWENTY NINE

  CHAPTER THIRTY

  EPILOGUE

  Acknowledgment

  First of all, I thank God for the incredible gift He has given me. I also thank Daniela Moreno, Andreia Tonello and Shirleyde Mota for their help and, mainly, for believing in my potential as an author; I loved working with each one of you.

  Auréliooo, of course i would never forget you! Besides being a great friend, we are partners in writing, thanks for everything.

  Veveta, thanks for the help in such a difficult time for me.

  Vinícius, you are an incredible person who supports me in everything and I will always thank you for showed up into my life.

  I also thank some family members and friends who helped me on this great journey, especially my parents. Love you all.

  Obviously I could not forget my wonderful readers, you were essential not only in my professional life, but in my personal life as well. Without you, we, the authors, would be nothing, thank you very much.

  Gabriela Lins

  CHAPTER ONE

  — Let go of me Gustavo, you're hurting me!

  — This is for you to learn to never try to leave me again. — Gustavo threw me on the floor with brutality.

  Today I decided to put an end in a three-year relationship that ended when Gustavo showed up as a big coward. This is not the first time that he has attacked me, and it is only now that I have managed to take the courage to face him. Because of him, my brother can go to jail.

  — Why do you do this to me? — I got up with difficulty from the floor.

  — You are mine, Aurora, only mine and I cannot stand the thought of another man beside you who is not me. I'd rather see you dead! — I cowered in the corner of the dark alley wall, afraid of being attacked even more.

  — My brother has nothing to do with us. Our relationship ended the moment you raised your hand to me for the first time. I do not love you anymore! — The same moment I finished speaking, I felt the impact of his hand hitting my face.

  — Never say that! You love me and you must love only me! — Yelled.

  — How can I love a man who hits me? How can I love someone I fear? How can I love a man who framed my brother for something he didn't do? — He laughed coldly.

  Gustavo Ávila, son of the mayor of Dallas, planted two kilos of cocaine in my brother's room to put him in jail on drug dealing charges.

  — Rubens did not do what I ordered. You know I hate when they don't do what I want, don't you? — I looked at him with disgust.

  — You wanted him to kill someone!

  — The guy owed me money and your brother owed me a favor. I was the one who paid off that damned gambling debt. I practically saved his life! If it weren't for me, your brother would be dead. — Yes, my brother was a gambling addict and at the beginning of my relationship with Gustavo, it was he who helped to pay my brother's gambling debts. Rubens had been threatened with death if he didn't pay off his debts.

  — Yes, but that doesn't give you the right to do what you did. My brother is not a drug dealer. — I was startled when he pulled me by the arm to get very close to him.

  — Enough! You will not leave me, Aurora.

  — Gustavo, please leave me alone. — A shiver of fear passed down my spine when he stared into my eyes and I could see the coldness in his black eyes, a coldness so great that it terrified me.

  Without any warning, he kissed me; I tried to push him, but his strength was bigger than mine, so, on impulse, I bit his lip and, at the same time, he pulled away.

  — Bitch! — he murmured angrily. I looked around and saw no one. The moment I tried to run he pulled me by the hair, making me fall to the floor again.

  — Listen me. — He said right next to my ear. — If you leave me, I will kill everyone in your family, and before I kill your little sister, I will rape her right in front of you. — I opened my eyes wide.

  He wouldn't be able, would he?

  — Gustavo, you... You wouldn't have...

  — Courage? Oh, my dear, if I managed to frame your brother so easily, imagine what I could do with your family? You know perfectly well that your family is frowned upon in the city by your mother's fault, and now the situation will only get worse with the accusation of drug dealing against your brother. I could kill them and get away with it easily. — Worst of all, he was right; my mom is an ex-stripper who fell in love with my dad, an accountant. She left everything to marry him, but everyone thought it was absurd for a prostitute to marry and become a housewife like any other. Everyone in the city looks at me and my family with contempt, the only one who didn't do that was Gustavo, but now I'm the one who looks at him with disgust.

  — Please, not m
y family. — I felt a lot of hate when he laughed.

  — Sure, my love, but remember: you are mine and you will never leave me in your life. — He pushed me and then walked away, leaving me lying on the cold floor of that dark alley, very close to my house. I gathered the rest of the strength I still had, picked up my backpack from the floor and dragged myself to my house, holding on to keep from crying.

  I opened the door very slowly. Before entering, I made sure there was no one in the room. I walked quickly towards the stairs, but stopped short when I heard my mother cry. I looked towards the corridor near the stairs. Her cry came from the kitchen.

  I walked slowly and, when I got to the door, I saw that it was ajar; I took the opportunity to spy and saw her cry while my father tried to comfort her.

  — Stay calm, Carmen. We will find a way to pay off our debts.

  — Álvaro, we are up to our ears in debt and still have the possibility of our son going to jail unjustly.

  — Gustavo will pay for what he did, my love

  — No, he won't pay and you know why? Because he's the mayor's son! It is our word against his. I hope Aurora has put an end to that relationship. — I bit my lip to suppress the crying.

  — I know it can be difficult to prove Rubens' innocence, but let's find a way.

  — And the debts, Álvaro? We can not only lose the house, but also lose everything inside it, and even then, we would not pay everything. We have little time to pay fifty thousand dollars. We wouldn't even be able to live on rent, since nobody in this city goes with us, and we don't have the money to go anywhere else.

  — I'm going to talk to my boss, he can borrow me. — My mother laughed.

  — Don't dream big, dear, it's a lot of money; it is obvious that he will not lend that amount.

  — It doesn't hurt to try.

  — How are we going to pay it later?

  — He can deduct from my salary, I work overtime, I don't know, but we can't stand still while time goes on.

  — We're talking about Del Frari! Do you know how much this man is feared here in the city?

  — Yes, but he is the only one I can turn to now, even though I hate him.

  — How did we get to that point? We can lose Ana's custody. — My little sister, Ana, is the daughter of a friend of my mother who died in childbirth, and as Ana's father disappeared around the world, my father and mother were responsible for her. I consider her as a little sister.

  If we lose everything, Ana's guardianship will also be lost, as we would not be able to support an eleven year old child, and we were going to leave her living under the bridge, because that will be what will happen if we do not pay our debts.

  I cannot allow Gustavo to harm her and my family. — I thought.

  — Stay calm, my love. Tomorrow I will speak to my boss. — I decided to get out of there so they wouldn't know I was listening.

  We can start living on the street if my dad doesn't get the money.

  It seems that everything is going wrong for my family, and the trend is only getting worse.

  CHAPTER TWO

  AURORA JOHNSON

  I said goodbye to everyone before I left home for work. I gave my parents a big hug and told them that everything would be fine. During breakfast, my brother said almost nothing, he was too thoughtful and I know he was afraid to go to jail.

  My brother's good fortune is that, as he is a primary defendant, he can respond in freedom, but he is still at great risk of being imprisoned unjustly.

  I left the house and walked about ten minutes to Mr. Wilson's cafe. Upon arriving, I greeted everyone and went to the back of the cafe to change clothes; I took off my printed dress, put on the pink uniform with the white apron and started to do what I always did. I attended the customers, going from table to table, opening a fake smile for everyone and so I continued until my departure time, without stopping. I spent the day practically without eating, just nibbling on a few things. Mr. Wilson is a big-bellied, grumpy and very demanding old man, he doesn't like being easy and, if we stop for a minute, he already wants to discount our salary. Now, what I want least is this.

  Some people thought it was strange for the mayor's son's girlfriend to work in a place like that, but it turns out that I always liked to work, and even though I was dating someone rich, I never let Gustavo pay my bills. Incredibly, Gustavo understood, but it doesn't matter anymore.

  And speaking of the devil, this morning, when I woke up, I noticed that the side of my left eye had a cut due to Gustavo's assaults last night. My arm also got a purple mark; fortunately I managed to hide the cut with my long brown hair.

  I know I'm making a mistake by not telling my parents, but right now, they don't need any more problems.

  I managed to leave work early and, since my father's work is close to the cafe, I decided to stop by to see if he was already free to leave. I often do this, and this was the only time I had alone with him; I really like talking to my dad.

  I arrived at the company and joined; as always, everyone in the hall looked at me like I was an ET. Certainly, due to the fact that I am disheveled and in a not very elegant outfit for them, but I just ignore it. Once again I looked around in amazement; everything is so beautiful and every time I come back it looks bigger and more luxurious.

  I stopped admiring the company hall, and when I got close to the reception, Valéria saw me and smiled very wide.

  — Aurora! It's been awhile! — Valéria is a very nice and beautiful forty-year-old woman who has become a kind of friend. She is a brunette with dark brown eyes, curly and long hair, and has a body that would make many young women envy.

  — I know, I haven't been here in two weeks, but work has been taking up a lot of my time.

  — I understand and... — She stopped talking when she fixed her eyes right behind me; I turned slowly to see what it was and almost fell backwards

  Wow!

  I fixed my eyes on the person who crossed the hall and came towards me. He did the same too, completely holding my attention.

  When he came near me, he looked away and, in a thick, husky voice, said:

  — Valéria, did you get the documents from Lídia, as I had requested?

  — Yes... I... I thought you would send someone to fetch it. — She quickly handed the documents to him.

  — If they weren't so important, I wouldn't have come personally to get it. — I swallowed when he looked at me with those beautiful and hypnotizing blue eyes, a shade of blue so intense and so clear that it might even convey a certain innocence, but his face showed quite the opposite.

  He wore a gray suit that perfectly shaped his muscles and he is very tall, I looked at his face a little more and I was even more surprised to find that he is not only beautiful, he is a Greek God! Square chin, full lips, a beard a little big, but trimmed, short dark brown hair, combed back, his skin has a slight tan tone that looks even natural, it's amazing.

  Stop looking at a stranger like that, he'll think you're crazy! — I repressed myself mentally.— Of course sir.

  — Who are you? — I opened my eyes wide.

  — I... I... I. — Damn! I have never stuttered so much in my life.

  — She is the daughter of the company's accountant, Mr. Johnson. — Valeria said and I thanked her mentally.

  — I didn't know he had a daughter. — He stared at me for a few seconds. — Well, I have to go.

  — Sir! Mr. Johnson really wanted to talk to you today, but as he didn't come to the company...

  — Book it for tomorrow, now I don't have time, I have better things to do. — He turned to leave and on impulse I said:

  — You are already here, it costs nothing to talk to him. — Valéria looked at me as if I had said something terrible.

  — What? — His tone was loud.

  — It's... What my father has to say... It's very important. — He raised an eyebrow and mockingly said:

  — Everyone has something important to say to me, but I don't have time for every
one, time is precious. — I didn't like him anymore.

  — Sorry, "Sir, I don't have time for everyone." What does it cost to just listen to what my father has to say? — I could see the anger clearly in his eyes.

  — Listen to me, girl. Who do you think it is to come to my company and talk to me like that? — I swallowed and did my best not to look like he was intimidating me.

  — Mr. Del Frari… Sorry about Aurora… It's… It's just that she's…

  — She is leaving. — He said, interrupting Valeria.

  — Okay, I'll go out, but keep in mind that you're an arrogant and uneducated man. — I got out of there as soon as possible before he said something else.

  What a stupid man!

  MATTEO DEL FRARI

  — Valéria, I want this woman's entry to my company prohibited!

  — Of course sir. — Without saying anything, I left the company feeling very angry.

  Who does this woman think she is to talk to Matteo Del Frari in that way?

  My driver Edgar started the car as soon as I got in. I almost broke the door. He asked if something had happened, and I replied that it was just work stress.

  On the way to the restaurant to meet my friend and partner, Marco, I thought of that damn girl. Her appearance caught my attention a lot as soon as I saw her; I confess that I was surprised to look so much like Valentina, but still, she has her own beauty.

  As petulant as it was, it didn't erase her beauty, quite the contrary, seeing the fury in her gray eyes when I said I would not speak to her father was... Exciting!

  — Edgar, call Lídia. — Quickly he dialed her number and put the cell phone connected to the car's bluetooth. Lídia is my secretary. — Senhor. — Ela atendeu.

  — Contact Damien and ask him to find out some information about a person.

  — Yes, what's the name?

  — Aurora Johnson, she is the daughter of the company accountant.

  AURORA JOHNSON

  — That mark on your face was Gustavo's bastard, wasn't it? — Rubens asked.