I can't forget everything that happened between Lucas and me the last time we got on a boat together. I know that all that is behind us and that we have started to rewrite a new story but, I can't help looking around me and feeling different."Maybe it wasn't a good idea to bring you on the yacht," he says softly, and he can barely look me in the eye.I shorten the distance between the two and remove the sarong that covers the bathing suit that I am wearing. "No, quite the opposite, this has been a good idea. You and I need to overcome everything that happened between us and for that we must rewrite one by one the chapters of our history "I encourage him. So I put my bag on one of the chairs, then wrapped my arms to his torso and joined him. "I want to spend an incredible day with you at sea," I ask him, and Lucas smiles.His fingers get tangled in my hair "you are the most incredible woman I have ever met in my life. You don't know how much I want to make you h

I have tried to enter the house in absolute silence. Still, I realize that my effort is not enough when I find my father in the living room watching television. "Daughter, where have you been?" he asks. Then he narrows his eyes "you got a tan, were you at the beach?" he continues to inquire.I walk up to him, greet him, and smile. "Yes, dad, I was at the beach with some friends and I've tanned too much" I lie and put on my best poker face. "I'm going to take a shower and then go to sleep; I'm tired," I lie."Have you had dinner yet?" he asks me before I can go upstairs to my room."Yes, we went to a restaurant on the beach" I make an excuse. I go upstairs, and halfway through, I yell, "have a good night," and before he can ask me something, I go to my room.I go into my room and close the door. I stand there for a moment, trying to catch my breath. I hate lying to my father, but I can't tell him anything about my relationship with Lucas. I know he wouldn'

The following day:Yesterday I couldn't admit to Lucas that I was nervous, but today I can't even hide it from myself while my trembling hands zip up my black dress that reaches above my knees. I try to calm down, but it's practically impossible; everything begins today. I pray to myself that I can stay in control of the situation for as long as possible. One last time, I take a deep breath, look at myself in the mirror, and grab my bag to leave my room. Today is the beginning of everything.[...]I am in one of the most luxurious areas of Miami in front of the imposing glass building. From the outside, everything gives the impression of being the perfect place to work, but it hides another truth. The business that its president runs in this place is far from legal, and he is the furthest thing from a businessman worthy of his fortune.I adjust the skirt of my dress and open the door to enter my new workplace. The receptionist welcomes me

Luxury car, elegant restaurant, and attention of the highest level are the consequence of coming to lunch with Raúl Sandoval. He pretends to be a gentleman and lets me walk in front of him, but I know he wants to see how my body moves. I don't want to know what goes through his mind. Men like Raúl all have the same thoughts; if he can be called a man.I look around me. Everyone here seems from Miami high society; elegant, well-dressed, and most in business meetings. Suddenly my gaze meets those blue eyes that I know so well. We are both surprised.Lucas?! But what is he doing here?! I see he is with a lady in her 60s who seems to be someone important, who is her? Why is he here?Lucas is surprised too, and for a good reason. At that moment, Raúl, with that attempt of a seductive smile, pulls my chair back so that I can sit down. I don't even want to imagine what Lucas is thinking, much less the rage he must be feeling seein

Kissing Lucas is the closest thing I can experience to touching the stars. His hands begin a journey through my body that lifts me to another galaxy, one place where only he and I exist. Just for a moment, he leaves my lips to go straight to my neck and start kissing it. Feeling them on provokes me even more and makes my feet stop touching the ground. I begin to lose myself in the sensations that run through my body, and he knows it very well.His expert hands are getting rid of my clothes slowly in a very sensual way. He makes me feel desired, and this desire increases when he bites my earlobe. "I'm dying for you," he whispers to me."And I for you Lucas," I manage to say as my hands unbuckle his belt.Now the only clothes that cover my body are my bra and panties, and even though their fabric is light, I feel like they get in the way. When his belt is undone, I repeat the same action with his pants while Lucas takes off his shirt. I can hear his heavy breathin