MANUELA'S POV
When I woke up, he was there, beside me, in that cramped hospital bed. I imagined he would wake up all sore, I was, but I was afraid to move and miss that beautiful scene. Her breathing was calm and her eyes looked so peaceful, very different from the night before. During our makeout I saw the look of desire with which Ric watched me, like an animal in heat, about to take me with his cock. And how I wished he'd thrust himself into me willingly, but he was cautious and only gave me pleasure. I would try to compensate him very well in the future, because I knew how much he had been controlling himself all those days.
I watched his morning erection, eager to touch him. The sensations of his hand and mouth touching my body were still ingrained in my skin. He took a stronger breath and woke up. He looked at me and kissed me.
― Good morning, princess! How are you feeling?
― Very good.
—I'm glad
RICARDO'S POVI didn't want to tell Manu that her brother was missing, but she had created conspiracy theories in her head, and with good reason. I was lying to her. So I had to tell the truth. His body shrank when he said his brother was missing. I hugged her tightly and told her everything would be fine, but the truth is that the lack of news made me more and more distressed. Anything I thought to say was gone when Manu began to cry softly, clinging to my body. How it pained me to see her so fragile. I ran my hands through her hair and asked her not to be so nervous. Our son needed her to be strong. Then the cell phone rang and I picked it up, praying it wasn't the worst.—Speak up, Lucas!—We found him. He's in a hospital far from the Center. They found him in a bush and took him to this hospital. He was shot in the chest and underwent surgery. I'm already finding out about the case and I
MANUELA'S POVI couldn't put my happiness into words when I heard my little prince cry. Tall and strong, showing that he came to transform our lives. I was 35 weeks and still had some time to go before her birth, but the proximity of Alice's delivery had shaken me a lot.Ricardo and I had decided to stay at the mansion for a while, especially after the babies were born, so that their father could enjoy the first few months of his grandchildren's lives. He gave off pheromones whenever he entered the room and I was insatiable. I think the daily sex, plus the anticipation of Alice's delivery, caused me to have strong contractions the day before the babies were born. Ricardo was very worried and called Dr. Maria, who advised me to do absolute rest.—We should have taken it more slowly, love. How are you feeling? he asked all worried.—Now the pain is gone, but I'm nervous. Will he be okay? I asked in anguish
NOTICE: BOOK FOR OVER 18 YEARS OLD!!!!Contains Triggers!HOT book prohibited for minors, with scenes of explicit sex, physical and psychological violence and profanity. Despite being a story of love and overcoming, this book contains triggers. ️Good reading!!!Hello dear reader! Leave suggestions and the evaluation so I can get to know a little about you. At the end of reading, tell me which characters you would like to have your story.Follow me on IG: @crissaautoraHope you like it!A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE - MY PERVERTED DOCTORRICARDO‘S POVIf I could imagine the twist that would turn my life, maybe I would have thought twice before deciding to go back to Brazil. After living for eight years in Canada, the geographical and cultural differences became evident as Soon as I set foot at Rio de Janeiro airport. I
MANUELA'S POVI was still in shock at the image of Ricardo coming out the landing door, pulling a small suitcase, and carrying a backpack on his back. The athletic and sensual body, which i saw in the photos of social networks, was hidden under neath the white t-shirt and leather jacket. But there was no way i couldn't imagine everything that should be hidden by those clothes. Controlling the direction of my eyes was very difficult, especially when he called me Manuela Banguela. How I hated and loved it, to the same extent. It was like revisiting the past, with the difference that Ric was no longer the prince charming of my children's stories. Now he was the protagonist of the spicy stories I wrote. That's right, I wrote love stories, filled with moments too intimate to be revealed at that moment. How was I supposed to tell him that? And worse, to say that the inspiration for my characters was my childhood love. The best thing was to ch
RICARDO'S POV The sun had not even pointed on the horizon and I was already standing, preparing my companion for adventures. How I missed going into the sea and feeling that euphoria waiting for a wave. In eight years living in Canada, I had only surfed twice when I went to Lawrencetown Beach to visit Jade's family. But it was different. I didn't have the same feeling of rowing at home. ― You're really excited. I thought I was going to sleep late — my mother was already up. His downed face demonstrated that he had not slept properly at night. ― I am tired, but there is nothing that the sea does not cure. ― I am very glad you are here, my son. I missed seeing you walking around this house, and all that excitement of when you were kids — she hugged me by the waist. ― I know mother. I missed you, too. Now I'm here and I'm going to take care of you — I kissed the top of your head. I
RICARDO'S POVWhen night fell, Alice left. I had asked Andrew to fetch my car and leave it in the hospital parking lot, although I didn't think about going home. Sitting next to Manuela's bed, all I could think about was the agony of almost not being able to save her. My mother had called me a few times, she was worried about her baby girl. She loved her as her daughter. He had promised Mr. Matias, Manu's father, that he would always take care of her and Andrew. And that's what he did. The two were raised as if they were our brothers. That's why it was so hard to accept what I was feeling. I couldn't go home. Dr. Almeida had called for backup to the hospital and a policeman was standing at the door, but I couldn't leave her alone. She was afraid that bastard would approach her again, and in the state she was in, she couldn't even scream for help. I couldn't stop thinking about her words.&mdas
MANUELA'S POVI woke up trying to figure out if what had happened during the night had been a dream or reality. I remembered some flashes, but my mind was very confused.— Is Dr. Ricardo in? I asked the nurse who brought my breakfast.— He left this morning after Miss Alice arrived. She was here until now, but she went to get a coffee.—Did he say anything about my discharge?—No. But the doctor on duty will be dropping by shortly to talk to you.—Thank God you woke up! — Alice came in with Andrew — I went to get your brother downstairs.—How are you, little sister? Who is this guy? Andrew ran his finger over the painful part of my face. It must have been pretty ugly, because he clenched his jaw when I dodged.—It wasn't anyone important, so I never introduced myself. Alice knew because he went to college a few times — I justifie
RICARDO'S POVIt was getting harder and harder to control myself around Manuela. I didn't want to admit it, but I was completely in love with her. How can your life change like this in such a short time? Manu loved me and that gave me so much pleasure, but the fear didn't leave me. I was very confused and the closer I was to her, the more undecided I would be about how to treat her. I had so many questions, but none of them I had the right to ask. Manu wasn't my girlfriend and I couldn't go around asking about her intimacy with that bastard. But the fear that he had hurt her, in addition to what she had said, made me uneasy until the moment we arrived at the police station. She remained silent the entire ride and avoided looking me in the eye. I knew I was hurt, and that's exactly what I didn't want to happen.After passing the exam at the IML, we went to the police station where she gave a new statement. Dr. Almeida accompanied