Marissa knocked on Ignacio's door, the sound echoing through the hallway like a gentle melody. In response, Paula's voice floated out, inviting her in.Entering the room, Marissa was greeted by the sight of Paula sitting on the bed, surrounded by stacks of magazines like a fortress of paper. The room itself was cozy, with sunlight streaming in through curtains, casting warm patterns on the walls. "Hey," Paula greeted Marissa, her gaze meeting hers with excitement in her hooded greenish eyes.Marissa sat herself on the bed, her eyes drifting over the array of magazines spread out before them. "Do you need any help?" she offered, a smile playing on her lips.Paula's face lit up with relief, as if she had finally found her savior. "I've been searching for the perfect wedding dress in these magazines, but I can't seem to find one I like. And I need to order them from the city." "Why are you asking someone who knows nothing about fashion, when I'm right here?" Daniella's voice interrupted
Marissa spent the day at the bar, unable to shake thoughts of Paula and the daunting task of confiding in Efrain. As night fell, she made her way to his house, heart pounding with anxiety and hope. With every step, she practiced what she would say, understanding how important Efrain's support would be for Paula.When she reached his door, she hesitated, nerves fluttering in her stomach. She knocked, and as the door creaked open, her heart skipped a beat. Luna stood before her, clad in her police polo, and Marissa couldn't shake the worry that gripped her. Even though she trusted Efrain, she couldn't shake the fear that Luna might be more than just a colleague.She comforted herself with the belief that Efrain wouldn't get involved in affairs with coworkers. She trusted his integrity and their friendship, convinced that Luna's presence was strictly professional.Luna's words carried a bitter edge as she stared at Marissa's luggage. "Is it you?" she questioned.Choosing to overlook Luna'
Marissa woke up in Efrain's warm bed, darkness surrounding her, feeling him not there, she couldn't help but wonder where he'd gone. She smiled as memories of their passionate night flooded her mind, recalling the intimate moments they shared. The feeling of his strong chest against hers, his arms wrapped around her, filled her with craving and desire.Longing for his touch, Marissa reached out to his side of the bed, her fingers brushing over the empty space where he had lain. She yearned for him to be beside her again, to lose herself in the ecstasy of their lovemaking once more.While searching for her phone, Marissa stumbled upon a piece of paper. She picked it up, her curiosity piqued. Finding her phone on the nightstand, she turned it on to check the time: 3 AM, just a few minutes past.Turning on the lamp, Marissa read the brief note left by Efrain. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized he had already been gone for over an hour, heading to work early in the morning. A sigh mi
Marissa sat on the bed's edge, holding Paula's hand with a calm reassurance in her eyes, encouraging Paula to open up. "You don't have to carry it alone, Paula. Whatever it is, we'll face it together."Paula pulled her hands away from Marissa's, her gaze fixed on the empty wall ahead."José Luis was... he was my boyfriend," Paula began. "I... I used to live in a whirlwind of drugs, sex, and clubbing. No matter how hard my father tried to intervene, I was lost in the thrill of it all, finding peace and excitement in the chaos alongside Luis. But then... then everything changed. The club was raided by the police, chaos erupted, and Luis... Luis managed to hide me, but he was caught. He got sentenced to four years behind bars. My father, desperate to save me, whisked me away to rehab. It was there that I met Ignacio. He was on a similar journey, fighting his own demons. Somehow, amidst the struggles, we found a connection, and soon, we were dating. My family... they got to know him.""I
Marissa nervously walked up to Efrain's apartment, her heart racing with anticipation. Seeing his car parked outside assured her he was home. Mustering her courage, she took a deep breath, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement, then knocked on the door and rang the doorbell at the same time.The door swung open, Marcus appeared, dressed in a fresh outfit - an ash-colored shirt paired with a sleek leather jacket. His presence caught Marissa off guard, but she managed a smile as he welcomed her inside.Stepping into the apartment, a delightful aroma stimulated her senses, instantly stirring her appetite. The enticing scent of cooking filled the air, making her stomach growl with hunger. Marcus returned to the living room, settling in to resume watching whatever had captured his attention. Meanwhile, Marissa made her way to the kitchen, curious to see what was happening inside. Upon entering, Marissa was met with the sight of Diana and Efrain sharing a moment of laughter, his ar
Marissa wrapped her legs around his hips, urging him to go deeper, enjoying the feeling of his movements as he displayed his strong desire. Holding hands, he kissed her passionately, setting a rhythm that was both exacting and persistent, yet smooth and natural.Every inch of his rock-hard length was a reminder that she belonged to him entirely, and he drove this message with each powerful thrust, and her grip on his hands tightened as she gasped against his mouth, thrashing beneath him.Amidst heated words of praise and encouragement, she reached the peak of ecstasy with a sharp cry of relief, trembling with the overwhelming pleasure. He matched her climax with his own, his pace quickening as he spilled into her.As she melted into the mattress, sweaty and limp yet completely satisfied, he whispered huskily that he wasn't done yet. With practiced skill, he shifted his position to increase the power of his thrusts, each movement asserting his dominance over her body.Biting her lip to
The door opened, and Efrain entered, finding Marissa asleep on the couch. The sound of the door woke her, though she stayed lying down, still feeling drowsy from her sleep. She had drifted off after her phone call with Paula the previous night. As she stirred, Efrain came closer, "What are you doing here in the living room? Did you spend the night here?" Marissa nodded, rubbing her eyes. "I've been waiting for you all night. I should have called you, but I don't have your number." "I spent the night at Diana's, we got very drunk. I'm sorry I should have called you." "It's okay. I have no right to be angry with you or anything. I just made dinner and..." Marissa fell silent, feeling embarrassed and shy. She got up and went to the dining table, with Efrain following closely behind.Arriving at the table, Marissa saw the untouched food she had prepared still there. The embarrassment grew, and she wished she could vanish from the awkward situation."Marissa, I'm very sorry. I'll make
Marissa's anxiousness grew as she walked through the hacienda's corridors, her mind overwhelmed by concern about the events that were happening. Efrain, Luna, Marcus, Ignacio, and Paula had all left to meet with Jose Luis, leaving her behind. Despite her strong desire to join them, Efrain adamantly refused, matching, if not surpassing, her own stubbornness.In the end, he succeeded, leaving Marissa to grapple with feelings of frustration and helplessness as she waited for their return, her heart heavy with worry for their safety.Daniella walked to Marissa with a worried look. "What's bothering you? Is it because of Paula, Ignacio, or Efrain?" Marissa locked eyes with Daniella. "What are you talking about?" she snapped, her tone slightly annoyed. "And yes, I'm concerned about all of them because they each mean something to me."Daniella's close proximity made Marissa uncomfortable, her heart beating fast as she tried to remain calm. "I noticed how you look at Efrain," Daniella presse