"You refused so much to receive help, and they had to sew up the wound on your knee and you have a sprained ankle," Lucas scolds me when we are already outside my house.I try not to look at him. After all, I don't want to admit that he was right because I'm afraid of giving in. "Yes, but you've played dumb about the proposal I made to you," I answer, trying to convince him to do something against Raúl.I hear him take a deep breath, and I dare to look at him this time. His eyes on me make my stomach go rock hard. Am I nervous? "I think you should let me take care of that," he tells me.I deny immediately and daringly. I raise my hand and caress his face making him keep his gaze on me. "No, this is not just your business. That man has made you and I hate each other. He has pretended to be my father and if He did that to your sister, I don't want to imagine what he's capable of "I speak honestly.His look, now, is very different. It's as if the

This morning I have had three meetings, and I have not been able to concentrate on them. Balance sheets, projections, and strategies have been meaningless conversations to me. I could only think of how Lucas and I have kissed, and I have felt my skin burning as I remember his strong hands running over my arms, neck, cheeks.Concentrate, Sienna! I yelled at myself inside but to no avail. My gaze meets his, and I lose myself again in that sea of ​​emotions.  "That's all" I listen to Juan, who ends the meeting.I take a deep breath and try to hide everything I feel as I stand up and walk out of the meeting room. I must concentrate on my plan and start it, try to enter Raúl Sandoval's company and work for him. However, my attempt to focus on all that cancels when I feel his hand grip my arm. "I think you and I should talk, right?" he tells me softly, and I try not to smile.I look at him and melt. Those blue eyes have incredible power over me "d

The way back to the office has been very different. Lucas entwined his hand with mine, kissed my knuckles every chance he's had, and that incredibly sensual smile steals more of a sigh. He is insanely handsome, not to mention that every time he talks to me with that Italian accent, I lose my mind.He parks the car safely from the company's entrance and looks at me "how do you want to make it Bella?" he asks me, and I love that word when he says it."What do you mean?" I ask, a bit confused.Those eyes."Shall we tell your father now? Or do you want us to have dinner with him at your house and tell him the news?" he asks me, and I don't know how he will take all this.I unbuckle my seat belt, sit on my side, and look into his eyes. "Lucas, I don't want my father to find out yet," I dare tell him. Now he is the one who looks at me quite confused."But why?" he asks, almost as if I insulted him.I fully understand how he must be

One more minor issue to resolve. I have stopped working for my father's company despite his complaints and Lucas's valid arguments for not doing so. I know that later I must have an intense chat with him but, for now, it is not the time. Tonight, is a significant one because it is my long-awaited date with Lucas, the man with blue eyes who has managed to drive me crazy since the first night I saw him.I don't want to think about Raúl and his unmistakable degenerate face, my father, and his questioning about my new job. I want to think about Lucas, me, and this night that awaits us. Just thinking about his kisses, my cheeks take an even redder color than my dress. I don't know what Lucas has prepared for us today, but if he told me, it would be special.After shifting my things from one bag to another, I check my lipstick one more time, finally leaving my room. I look like a teenager running away from home to see that boy her parents can't stand. However, I don't

I see Lucas come back from the bathroom, and I grinned like an idiot to see him only wearing his boxer. He lies next to me on the bed, accommodates me in his arms, making me rest my head on his chest, and then kiss my hair; I hear him sigh "my shirt fits you much better than it does me," he comments. With his fingers, he undoes the first button."What are you doing?" I ask between laughs."Enjoying the view," he explains with a voice so sensual that it can melt the poles' ice."I think that's what you were doing a few moments ago right?" I ask between laughs.Lucas laughs at my question and presses me closer against his body. "You are exquisite," he murmurs and kisses my hair again. "I love you, Sienna Di Marco. Have you felt comfortable?" he asks, and I smile widely.I roll my body to lie on my side. As I get lost in the sculptural landscape that is his semi-naked body, I look at him, "I have been much more than comfortable; I feel complete. You h