"Heitor"

I'd been with Sam for a week. I couldn't resist looking for her, and I gave my heart and soul to her once and for all. I threw myself into her arms; it was the best night of my life, because I felt she, too, gave herself completely to me. But my cell phone rang, and I had to run out in the middle of the night.

Reinaldo had been arrested, and my public relations team needed me to mitigate the damage caused by all the media coverage. We managed to hush up his arrest and maintain the confidentiality of the investigation, keeping the press away from the matter, but he found a good lawyer who got him out of jail within twenty-four hours. And that angered me deeply.

I had left a note for Samantha at the apartment, asking her to contact me if there was any chance of repairing our relationship, but she simply ignored me. All I could feel now was pain, physical and emotional. I felt sadness, frustration, anger, and even remorse for having let myself be fooled by that jerk Reinaldo. I