"Flávio"But I'll tell you, this raid on Pipote Hill was just to serve three arrest warrants for homicide, and it turned into a mess. Three drug traffickers dead and two police officers injured, all because they didn't want us to go in. It's the fault of that little crook Sandro who decided to set up a drug den here. And I only decided to serve those warrants personally because one of them was the manager of Sandro's drug den, and I wanted information about this Rômulo guy.At least no civilians were hit. People keep talking about stray bullets, but that doesn't exist; what exists are bullets found, and found by innocent people, something that really upsets me. But fortunately, this time no innocent civilians were hit. Only one of the guys listed on the warrants died; he was one of Sandro's soldiers. We arrested the other two. Six fewer criminals on the street."Let's go, troopers!" The military police sergeant who came to support us was gathering his men. "Chief, I think that's all f

"Nicole"I'd arranged everything so well with Rômulo; it was a perfect plan. He'd disappear with Samantha, and I'd have time to seduce and engage my pot of gold, Heitor.I arranged to meet that annoying Perla at a remote mall, so there was no risk of her running into anyone I knew. I pretended I didn't have a car and the mall was close to my house, and the idiot believed her and came to meet me, so I wouldn't have to spend money on a taxi or take the bus.As soon as she arrived, I asked to borrow her cell phone to call "my daddy," saying mine was dead. She, very helpful, lent me her unlocked phone. I carefully called Rômulo, and after I ended the call, I returned the phone. She left it on the table and turned to call the waiter. It was easier than I thought; I didn't even have to steal the whole bag. One of my brother's soldiers was already nearby to help us. He walked by and grabbed the phone without her noticing, taking it to an acquaintance who unlocked any device, where Rômulo was

"Samantha"After Romulo stopped being a problem, I felt much lighter and happier. I had the man I loved by my side, and he not only said it, but also showed me every day that he loved me back.Heitor was committed to making my days happy, but just having him around made me feel like the happiest woman in the world. I felt like I was living a perfect life because I had my love with me. I slept in his arms every day and woke up with his eyes shining at me; nothing could be more perfect than that.The week went on like this, he possessed my body every night before bed and loved me every morning before we got out of bed. I was unaccustomed to his kisses, touches, and caresses.At work, I managed to get everything done early so I could take a few days off. When Thursday arrived, I was a bundle of nerves and completely anxious for the wedding that would take place on Saturday. I didn't think I would feel like this, that this excitement that inexplicably affects brides would also affect me,

“Hector”When I lay down next to Sam, she was already asleep. I thanked Joaquim for taking care of her while I explained everything that happened to the others and lay down beside her, watching her sleep. At some point, I fell asleep, and when I woke up, in the darkness of the room, I realized she wasn't there. I went to the bathroom and saw her standing under the shower, shivering and with her eyes closed.God, how long had she been there? I quickly turned off the water and wrapped her in a towel, but it wasn't until I picked her up that she opened her eyes and looked at me. She was trembling. I took her to the bedroom, dried her, and put her on the bed, covering her with a light blanket. I climbed under the blanket and pulled her close to me.“What are you doing?” she whispered, trying to pull away.“I'm taking care of my wife,” I replied softly, keeping my arms firmly around her. "I'm not your wife," she replied, and I sighed. From the moment she told me to go with Isabella to the

"Hector"I was freaking out inside this house. I woke up to the smell of coffee in the kitchen, but Samantha wasn't with me on the couch. I got up, went to the kitchen, and found Hebe sitting on the stool in front of the window."Good morning, little brother! How are you?" Hebe looked at me as if analyzing me."I'm awful, Hebe. Have you seen Samantha?" I wanted to know where she was; I wouldn't accept her abandoning me because she felt insecure."Yes, I did." Hebe pointed to the window. "She's been there for a while.""I'll talk to her." I turned my back to go to where Sam was sitting outside the house, facing the sea."No, you won't." Hebe raised her voice slightly, making me stop. "Sit down and drink your coffee. She's there to think, and you're not going to interfere in her thoughts; that won't help." Hebe sat me down and placed a steaming mug of coffee in front of me. Then she filled two mugs with something else hot and left the kitchen. I watched, watching my sister walk over to