"Melissa"But something's bothering me today. Things have been complicated since Alessandro and Catarina broke up. We're all walking on eggshells, trying to help our friends sort this out and move on. And finally, things between Alessandro and Cat are finally working out today. She spent two miserable days at home, but she decided to get back together with Alessandro and face things, which I think is great. So I should be calm, but I'm not; something's wrong.Martinez has been impossible for a few days. He's nervous, sluggish, and barely at the office. I'm giving him a break because I think it's because of his father, but I'm starting to suspect there's more to it.Samantha's also different. She swears she's fine, seems very excited about her mother moving and her getting the apartment. She's been a rock for Cat, taking care of her all day at the office, but something's different. Maybe she's just tired. But I don't know. I don't even know if she did the surprise she was going to give

"Samantha"This office is busier than the mall store where I used to work. Every day there's something new. Today everyone rushed off. It's just me and Cat here on the floor, and it's so calm. I was thinking about calling Cat for coffee, but my cell phone rings and it's Patrício. I answer quickly."Sam, I need you to be efficient.""Go ahead, boss!""Call Cat and come home now. Tell her it's something about the audit, if necessary. My driver is waiting for you in the building's parking garage. But, Sam, it's now!""Patrício, is everything okay?" Patrício's tone worried me."I hope it is!" Patrício sighs heavily.We say goodbye, I tell the operators that the office will be closed, so they can take any messages, and I head to Cat's office, my bag already slung over my shoulder. It wasn't long before we were in the car on the way to Patrício's house."Sam, do you know what's going on?" Catarina asked me worriedly."I have no idea, but I was finding everything too calm.""What's up, woman

"Samantha"I woke up clutching that gorgeous man who was making my heart bleed. But there, in that bed, with his body next to mine and his scent permeating me, the only thing I could think about was how much I wanted him.When he said he was mine, for a second I clung to his words and wished they were sincere. For a moment I let myself be carried away by the illusion he gave me.I wanted to feel him again, I wanted to have that farewell to his body. Without thinking, I undressed and physically connected with him, and what I felt there, straddling him, was completely beyond my control. I wanted to feel him and I wanted him to make my body vibrate, I wanted him to devour me as he had done so many times before, voracious, uncontrolled, thirsty.But I wasn't prepared for that. He refused to fuck me and actually made love to me, slow and passionate, making me touch the stars in the middle of a sunny morning. And it broke me in a way I can't even explain; I only know it's irreparable.As he

"Samantha"I left Catarina's building and Miguel was waiting for me outside the car. He walked over to me and kissed me on the cheek."Samantha, you're a sight for sore eyes!" Miguel said excitedly.Miguel was a very handsome man. He wasn't as tall as Heitor, but he was taller than me. He had shoulder-length, wavy black hair, light brown skin, almost as if he were deeply tanned, dark, smiling eyes, and a full beard framing a smile of very white, perfect teeth."You're always so kind, Miguel." I got in the car and he closed the door."So, my queen, I'll take you somewhere a little further away from the city, but you'll love it. It's a farm with a restaurant open to the public. Is that okay?" Miguel asked expectantly."I like it! Yes, it's okay," I replied, feeling a lightness I hadn't felt in many days. As we drove, we chatted about simple things. Miguel made lots of jokes and maintained a lively atmosphere. But of course, he wanted to ask about Heitor."My queen, it's not that I want

“Samantha”My heart was broken into a million pieces. It wasn't just one betrayal, it was several. And what was more, he didn't trust me. He preferred to believe a lie rather than come talk to me. He didn't even have the courage to break up with me, he just got with someone else and left me alone. That's not something you do!When I closed the door, I slid down it and sat there on the floor, crying loudly with my face in my hands. I lost track of time. I don't know how long I lay there on the floor crying, but it felt like my tears were endless, as if the floodgates of a dam had been opened and couldn't be closed anymore, and the pain was flooding me.I sobbed, I felt a searing pain in my chest, I was starting to have trouble breathing, and I couldn't stop crying. My apartment doorbell rang, and I didn't get up to look. It rang again, and I remained motionless, just crying and feeling pain. Until I heard a voice calling and threatening to call the fire department to break down the doo