The family gathered around the dining table, engaged in discussions about the upcoming wedding anniversary celebration for Miguel and Rosario."I'm so excited for tomorrow; they're going to love it," Carlos expressed eagerly, met with agreement from Danna, who added, "Absolutely."As Juan joined them, taking a seat next to Ignacio, he teasingly called out to Danna, "Do you always have to agree with everything Carlos says? Yesterday, he wanted the decorations in all pearl white and green, and you immediately jumped on board."Chuckling, Marissa defended her, saying, "Let her be; she just wants to make him happy." Marissa's laughter echoed throughout the room, her amusement interrupted by a cough, like a melody broken by an unexpected note.Ignacio asserted, "Juan, women should always be at our disposal; they should agree with us men because we are the dominant ones.""Ignacio, women shouldn't be at our disposal; they're equals," Carlos asserted, planting a kiss on Danna's lips. "If I ma
Marissa found herself in the living room, immersed in the hustle of directing and orchestrating the decoration, offering precise instructions to the servants. "It should be like this here," she articulated, her vision for the space. "A touch of green would look absolutely lovely in this corner, and when the cake arrives, make sure it's placed on this side."Amidst the organized chaos, Juan entered the living room, and his eyes went straight to Marissa. Sensing his attention, she turned around, meeting his eyes with a naughty wink that conveyed a silent understanding. In response, a warm smile adorned Juan's face.In the kitchen, Danna was assisting Margarita with the cooking when Carlos entered. Without hesitation, he swept Danna off her feet, his hand firmly around her waist, and spun her around. As the spin concluded, Carlos and Danna shared a sweet kiss.Meanwhile, in the living room, Ignacio walked towards Juan. "Everything is ready," he said. "Thank you, Ignacio," Juan replied."Y
Under the shimmering moonlight that danced upon the river, Marissa made her way to the water's edge. There, in an emotional moment, she slowly removed her clothes, leaving only her bra and pants. Closing her eyes, she immersed herself in the river, each step a deliberate descent into the cool, soothing water. In this solitary act, she sought relief from the pain of unrequited love, believing that fading away was the only way to escape, convinced that no one would notice her absence.Juan sprinted towards the river, catching sight of Marissa with only her bra, he swiftly dove into the water, swimming urgently to reach her. Standing before her, he took decisive action, leaning in to passionately press his lips against hers.Marissa, initially startled, felt a surge of surprise. In that unexpected kiss, she questioned the reality of the situation, only to find herself returning the kiss.Juan lifted her from the water, cradling her in his arms as he emerged from the river.Gently setting
Marissa made a conscious decision to invest her time in caring for her white foal and assisting with the other horses, immersing herself in the routine of the stable. Yet, amidst her tasks, she occasionally paused to observe Juan from afar, his figure visible through the window of his office. As she pondered ways to erase him from her heart, she grappled with the persistent challenge of letting go and finding comfort in the everyday rhythms of the ranch.Memories flooded Marissa's mind, transporting her to a time when everything was harmonious between them. Memories of Juan getting her ready for school and driving them there wrapped her with nostalgia. She treasured him for the many ways he showed his love, making her feel uniquely special among her siblings.The moment Juan completed college and decided to return to the ranch, Marissa sensed a profound shift in her life. It felt as though a piece of her being was being carried away with him, as if he were taking a part of her soul alo
The next morning, Marissa joined the breakfast table, curious about the whereabouts of their parents, as she sat down. "Where's Mother and Father?"Carlos, the only one at the table, began to answer, "they went out...," but his words trailed off as he looked at Marissa. "Woow, Marissa, wearing lipstick. Who gave it to you? Danna or Mother?" Carlos questioned."Can't any change happen to me?" Marissa replied."Juan..." Carlos called out, capturing Juan's attention as he came towards the table.Marissa subtly licked her lips, her gaze dropping to her plate. "Wow, I can't believe Margarita cooked my favorite today," she stated, attempting to mask her nervousness with a mention of the food.Carlos examined the dish. "Come on, Marissa, this isn't your favorite," he countered, watching her take a bite of the potato."Juan..." Carlos said, catching Juan's attention as he took a seat opposite him.Juan looked at him."Don't you see some changes in Marissa today?" Carlos asked, his brows furro
Juan's fists were squeezed hard as his face twisted with worry and anger. "Drugs? This can't be true," he muttered as he looked at Marissa, who was just as shocked."I understand this must be difficult for you, Juan. We have evidence, and we're conducting a thorough investigation," Inspector Guerra assured them, his tone empathetic."What evidence do you have?" With a tense voice, Juan questioned."We received a tip about illegal activities in a casino. They are using drugs and gambling, and upon investigation, we found drugs in Ignacio's possession. He resisted arrest, making the situation more complicated," Inspector Guerra explained, handing Juan a folder with details of the case. "We are conducting a test on them; if the drug test is negative in his system, he will be released."Marissa, who was equally shocked and worried, put her hand on Juan's shoulder and offered him silent support while he went over the documents. "We need your cooperation to get to the bottom of this," Inspe
"It has been a few days already; how long are we going to lie to Mother and Father?" Carlos questioned as they sat in Juan's office.Juan, seated at his office desk, Marissa, and Carlos each occupied seats in front of him."Yes, Juan. Mother even asked when is he coming back; she and Father tried his number, but it's not reaching," Marissa added as Juan sighed."She also asked me. I told her maybe she should try again," Juan said, sucking his lower lip in deep thought."What do we do now, Juan?" Carlos asked."What do you guys think I should say?" Juan questioned. "Oh dear Mother, Father, your son is arrested and he is in jail with the charge of drugs. Is that it?" Juan asked sarcastically.Miguel walked inside the office, asking, "What did you just say?" He appeared extremely anxious and ill, with obvious symptoms of stress and illness on his face, giving the impression that he might pass out at any minute.They all stood up and gazed at him; Juan rushed to him and held him. "I will c
Juan laughed, a low, sweet sound that spread throughout the room. "Looks like you've gained an admirer," he said, his amused eyes glimmering."Are you feeling an inkling of jealousy, Juan?" Marissa questioned, a cheeky sparkle in her eyes.With a grin on his face, Juan extended his hand to grasp hers, kissing her fingers. "Jealous? Never." "Juan, you really shouldn't have told Ignacio that, you know the ranch and this mansion are yours, not ours."Juan lifted her chin with a comforting grin and warm, glowing eyes. "Don't fret, my love. Everything is fine. Even if Ignacio wins the bet, I'd gladly share because he's family, just like all of you.""Juan, you're truly a compassionate soul. Don't let anyone exploit your generosity.""Thinking of paying Juan a visit today; he must be missing you. His mamá," Juan proposed, giving a fun edge to his last words.Marissa smiled and replied, "I miss him too," as Juan took her hand and they walked out together.The stable welcomed Juan and Marissa