RICARDO'S POV I knew my sister well enough to know that she was waiting for me to come out of Manu's room. That girl was smart as hell and I'm already out of the bathroom thinking about what I was going to say to her. And that's exactly what happened. She was waiting for me, arms crossed, outside the room, leaning against the wall and with her head lolling to the side.― Really?— Sorry, little sister! I was going to tell you. I actually need your help for one thing.—I don't want you to hurt her. She really loves you.— She clapped me on the shoulder.— I know. And I want to make her happy. I can count on you? I tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear and winked at her.― What's the plan? She turned her face to the side, feigning disdain.—Come on, I'll tell you on the way.— We'll drop you off at home and I'll take you to see a place.— He pulls my sis

RICARDO'S POV  Before entering the meeting room, I called security. My sister tried to calm me down by saying that Manu would understand everything, but I was hating myself for not having noticed her reaction in the car.— Oliveira, give Miss Manoela the cell phone. I need to talk to her. Is urgent! ― I said walking from one side to the other.—I'll go over there and explain everything to her. I'll call you when I get here.— Alice was already at the door when I called out:—Alice, it's no use. She left with the car.— And the security?—He's trying to catch up with her, but he seems to have lost sight of her. I rubbed my eyes insistently, trying to get some sort of control over my mind. I had an important meeting. Some shareholders had come from their cities just for that meeting. I couldn't cancel. We needed to approve decisions that were vital for the

ANDREW'S POV That was the most painful and happiest day of my life. How to deal with two such conflicting feelings. Seeing Ricardo kissing his sister's belly sent an ominous shiver down my spine. Was it true what was going through my head? When he nodded, I bit my lip trying to hide my smile. It was so wrong to be happy in the face of his pain. But I couldn't hold my eyes like I held my mouth. They denounced all the magic that had arisen in the face of that revelation. I am a father! I felt a strange surge of pleasure as I mentalized those words.Alice was before me and I couldn't stop worshiping her. My child's mother. During the consultation that Ricardo managed to fit us in, the doctor asked for a blood test to confirm. We wait for the result to come out and our joy was confirmed. The doctor assured that everything was going well and that she would accompany her throughout the pregnancy. He prescribed a battery of tests, medications, and vitamins that

ANDREW'S POV It was another night where I couldn't sleep. Alice got sick every five minutes. It had been three weeks since we discovered the pregnancy. My little one alternated between moments of tranquility and moments of pure anger. Her hormones were driving me crazy. Vomiting, crying, excessive sleep, not to mention she wouldn't let me touch her anymore. I knew it would be complicated, but I didn't imagine it would be this hard. I had been living with her ever since, her frailty manifesting itself every time I said I was going home. She did that cute little pout and clung to my neck asking me not to leave them alone. Alice was sure she was expecting a girl and I believed her. My soccer player was on her way.—Love, are you ready yet?— We're going to be late for the exam,— I warned, glancing at the clock insistently. It would be the first time we would see our little princess on ultrasound.—Stop

ALICE'S POV The news of the arrival of another baby made me euphoric. By my reckoning, they would be less than a month apart in age. It would be so beautiful to see them grow up together. My brother could not have given me such wonderful news. I arranged with Andrew to take our father―in―law home. I had nasty plans in my head. As the seventh week entered, I was already climbing the walls. The nausea had passed and my mood was at a high level. My hormones were boiling over. I would look at Andrew and I would get all wet. He smelled like sex and it drove me crazy.When Matias entered the house, I ordered Andrew to take me to a motel. He nearly choked with shock on his own saliva.—Do you want to go to a motel now?—Andrew, I'm about to explode if I don't have at least ten orgasms today. And I don't want to have to keep holding back. I need to vent this joy that is inside me, you know?― Yes ma'am! I