THE FALL OF ONE MORE PAWNBefore he died, the last thing he heard was the voice of his beloved. The voice of the only man she had ever loved."For God's sake, Shayenne, don't do this!" - and that was the only time he called her that, and she let out a choked laugh and replied only in her mind, "I finally touched you, huh?" - that's what she wanted to say to him, but she didn't say it, her mouth didn't open to speak. She was done here. This was where their friendship and complicity ended, and then the explosion almost made his ears bleed, his eardrums hurt with the noise of the blast.And Shay was gone. She sacrificed herself for him. Paco wouldn't know he was alive. He had not been alerted by Jânio thanks to Shay.From where he was, Túlio couldn't see anything, but the crackling of the fire was very audible in his headphones, and he fell to his knees more than a hundred kilometers away from where Shay had lost her life."Oh, God," he exclaimed with a choked voice.So much death, so mu
EVOLUTIONNow there he was. Years later, with Jânio dead, Paco dead. It took him years to eliminate one by one the powerful men he wanted to avenge Paco's death.Eliminating Paco was easier than he had supposed, simpler than eliminating Jânio, but what made it more difficult and complicated was that with the fall of the mob boss, he had to hide and keep constant watch over Cloe and her son and grandmother. And it was a great torture to stay away from his son and Cloe and still have to keep them safe, and it was almost impossible for him to trust their lives and safety to others. But there was nothing he could do about it, since if he appeared, many could die.And it was worth it. Seeing Cloe after so many years, seeing her fall to her knees relieved, crying and saying she loved him, made everything worthwhile. Now he was the leader. He was in Paco's place. And at this very moment his son slept in between him and Cloe and he felt suffocated looking at the two of them there. Túlio Filho
FINAL ENLACE "Layla, do you think I should wear white?" She asked the lady who was walking through the dress store with her mother, pulling the hem of one dress after another. "I think your mother is right in saying that you can choose whatever color you want, Cloe. It's your wedding, and I believe it's the only one you'll have." "Yes, the only one. Unless one day we marry again, Túlio and I, and renew our vows." "I think vow renewals are so beautiful," Liz said. "Listen to your heart, my dear. How did you imagine marrying Túlio, in white, ivory, or off-white?" "When I met him and fell in love, I imagined marrying him in white, actually." "Well, then get married in white, my dear. Just like you imagined marrying him." "Oh, but I don't know. I'm no longer a young girl, and I have a grown son. Don't you think it's strange? Please tell me the truth!" "Oh, sorry, but I have to interfere!" One of the lovely saleswomen in the store, Sônia, joined the conversation. "Your mother and gr
POLICE! “ Where the hell are you going, Cloe? " asked her best friend as she saw her crossing the school corridor and running into a hubbub. The friends had arranged to study together later the new score that Professor Oscar had given her at the end of her piano lesson. They were excited and feeling like the teacher's favorite, since it was only for the two of them that he had released the score, not even Alana had received hers and Alana was, without a doubt, the best in the piano class. They promised that nothing would distract them from their study later, and were conspiring in low voices. “ I think someone's getting it, Hanna, don't you see? " Cloe continued walking down the few steps to the school exit to see what was going on. Four guys were kicking a boy lying on the ground. From where she was standing you could see that the fallen boy was trying to protect his already bloodied face and the goons were kicking him in the back and stomach. " Let's help him! Hanna then held her
SYMPHONY FOR PIANO Nº 5" Hello " she greeted each one and when Tulio got in and took the wheel, sitting in the back seat with the boys, she turned to him. " You don't have to pick me up anymore. It was good of you to come by because I wanted to talk to you in person about this. I appreciate that, but there's no need for that." Put your seat belt on," he said, and looked at her in the rearview mirror. He looked a lot less injured, his eye was still swollen, and he had bruises on his neck, but he looked much better than the last time I had seen him lying on the hot asphalt. " It's no trouble at all, and it's the least I can do to thank you, Cloe. Sopapo, Gringo and Cannibal will always be there to pick you up if I can't.He was serious, his friends were silent, and Cloe liked to hear her name in his mouth. What the hell was happening to her? His stateliness seemed to fill the car and she thought it best to keep quiet. As was normal, since she was taken to and from school every day, th
GRATUITOUS ATTACKTulio was driving her home after the fight that she didn't watch until the end. Getting into the vehicle and putting on his seat belt, he turned to her and asked:" Are you okay?”He was really not normal for asking her this and looking out of the car where the people were dispersing, she managed to smile:" Am I okay? You're the one who just fought! Let me see " she turned his face, holding his chin and looking at his face to see if there were any injuries. " At least they didn't hit his eye again this time. I won't save you anymore, be warned. Once in a lifetime is enough for me.He also laughed and started the car. He didn't want her to realize that her touch had caused him to feel differently." I'm fine. Let's go? Where were you going?" To the manicurist, but I must have already missed my appointment. You can drop me off at her salon anyway." Did you like the music? " He gave her a quick glance and kept driving." I love it, Tulio! Thanks, it came in handy."
A LIVE CAR RACE! Tulio dropped her off at the door of the music school and when he turned off the car, usually he didn't even turn it off and as soon as he got out he drove away. Having turned off the car this time, he looked at her and Cloe waited, she knew he wanted to tell her something. " Do you like car races? " He asked a little shy, which was rare, and Cloe smiled at him. " I love it! I always watch it on TV on Sundays, but I have never been to a race. Is that why you are always with this sports car? ” " I like very powerful and sporty cars. Will you join me for a race tonight? ” Cloe was taken by surprise, she didn't imagine that he would invite her to this kind of event, but she remembered that tonight was the night that professor Oscar would give them a class after eighteen o'clock. Tulio noticed the indecision on her face, thinking that she wouldn't like to accompany him, spoke up: " It's okay if you don't want to go.” " Yes I do, Tulio, it's just that today I have a
BUTTERFLIES IN THE STOMACH" You're late again, is everything all right, Cloe? " Livia, her arithmetic teacher, meets her in the school corridor and stops her, holding her gently by the elbow, her everloving smile on her lips." Yes, Miss Livia, you are. I've been practicing a lot in some piano lessons, you know, but I'll try not to be late anymore, I promise.”" What a good thing, Cloe, it makes me very proud to be a pianist. Just try to unite the two, my dear, both studies are fundamental. Can you imagine a famous pianist who travels the world and doesn't know basic mathematics? " The teacher was mocking her and Cloe knew that she admired her and was just trying to get her attention." I wish I was a pianist who travels the world! " Cloe joined her two hands together in prayer and smiled at her teacher." Yes it is possible, Cloe. You are very diligent in your studies, I just hope you keep it up. " Slipping an arm through her student's, she urged her into the classroom.Cloe wanted