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2,767,778	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2767240}'	No	2025-03-03 18:57	active	2790	❤️😍O que acontece a seguir👉Clique aqui para continuar lendo👉	Cheguei em casa depois de um dia puxado e meus pais estavam me esperando na sala. - Catarina, senta aí que precisamos conversar. – Meu pai falou e parecia bem nervoso. - Pode falar, pai, o que aconteceu? – Perguntei ao meu pai cansado, eu tinha trabalhado o dia todo, ido pra faculdade à noite e, ao chegar em casa, a única coisa que eu queria era tomar um banho e cair na cama. Mas não foi possível. - Catarina, chegou o convite de casamento da sua prima. – Minha mãe falou. - Aquela mulherzinha não é minha prima! – Falei já ficando nervosa. - Catarina, ela é a sua prima. – Minha mãe falou. – É melhor você parar com esse ataque de infantilidade. A Melissa já bateu nela e fez um escândalo aqui em casa. Agora chega! Ela é filha da minha irmã, portanto é sua prima. - Me desculpa, mãe, mas ela não é nada pra mim. – Tentei manter a calma. – Ela ficou com o meu namorado na minha cama, isso não é coisa que se faça. Eu namorava o Cláudio há quatro anos, ele foi meu primeiro namorado, e o encontrei na minha cama, no meu quarto, transando com a Kelly, minha prima! Eu fiquei em choque. Claro que a Melissa, minha melhor amiga, partiu pra cima deles. Desde então as coisas ficaram tensas em minha casa, pois meus pais insistiam que era uma bobagem e que eu deveria agir como se nada tivesse acontecido e voltasse a conviver com a minha prima. - Errado foi ele, Catarina, que era seu namorado. – Minha mãe argumentou. – A Kelly, coitada, foi seduzida, ele a desonrou, agora vai se casar com ela pra ela não ficar mal falada na cidade. - Ah, mãe! Me poupe e se poupe! A cidade inteira sabe que a Kelly é uma vadia... – Perdi a paciência. - Catarina, olha o vocabulário! – Meu pai chamou a minha atenção. – Olha aqui, se você não quer conviver com a Kelly tudo bem, mas você vai a esse casamento. E chega desse comportamento grosseiro. - Eu o quê? – Achei que eu tinha ouvido errado. - Você vai ao casamento da sua prima, Catarina. Isso é uma ordem! Nós somos os seus pais e você vai obedecer. – Minha mãe falava brava comigo, como se eu fosse a errada nessa situação. - Sinto muito, mãe, mas eu não vou! Eu sigo as regras de vocês, eu sou uma boa filha, mas dessa vez não vai dar. Eu fui a ofendida! Eu tenho todo o direito de não querer ser a piada da família mais. – Falei já chorando. - CHEGA, CATARINA! – Meu pai gritou e me assustou. – Você vai a esse casamento e ponto final. - Mas, pai... - Não quero saber, Catarina! É importante pra sua mãe manter a paz na família. Então você vai e pronto. – Meu pai falou não dando margem para questionamentos. Fui para o meu quarto e passei a noite chorando. No dia seguinte contei tudo para a Melissa, que não perdeu tempo, arrumou os convites para um baile de máscaras, evento de gala, falando para os meus pais que seria importantíssimo para a minha carreira, já que os empresários mais importantes da cidade estariam lá, eu faria contatos muito importantes e nossos professores haviam prometido nos apresentar a vários empresários que abririam portas para o nosso futuro profissional. Em princípio meus pais não estavam muito convencidos, mas os pais da Melissa conversaram com eles e os convenceram de que seria uma excelente oportunidade para o meu futuro. Então eles concordaram que eu deveria aproveitar a oportunidade. - Catarina, você não pode me dizer não! Já comprei os convites, as máscaras e já até convenci seus pais de que é um evento importantíssimo para o seu futuro profissional, o que me deu um trabalhão. Essa festa vai ser incrível e você não vai perder! – Melissa, falava e me olhava com os olhos de um cachorrinho abandonado, juntando as mãos como se suplicando. Eu estava sentada em minha mesa no trabalho, no meio da tarde de uma quinta feira, entre anotar recados e fazer ligações, e a Mel apareceu com café, bolinhos de chocolate e essa insistência para eu aceitar ir no baile de máscaras que acontecia anualmente e era o maior evento em nossa cidade. - Ai, Mel, como é que pode eu não conseguir dizer não pra você? Está bem, eu vou! Eu concordei em ir ao baile, mas eu ainda não tinha certeza. De qualquer forma eu iria dormir na casa da Mel para fugir do casamento, mas não iria à festa, contudo, Melissa tanto fez que me convenceu a ir pra festa. No sábado nos arrumamos na casa dela. - Quê isso, hein, amiga! Tá gata demais! – Ela me entregou uma máscara dourada, linda, toda trabalhada como se fosse uma renda, que cobria até o nariz e eu a coloquei. Eu usava um vestido de cetim vermelho brilhante e a máscara combinou perfeitamente. – Então, estamos prontas? - Sim estamos prontas. – Respondi e peguei minha bolsa. – Ih, esqueci meu perfume. - Não, tem problema, você vai usar o perfume novo da minha mãe. Ela não se importa. Quando o Fernando, namorado da Mel, nos viu sorriu, deu um beijo na Mel e disse: - Garotas, vocês estão lindíssimas! Acho que você vai sair dessa festa com um namorado novo, Cat. - Sem namorado, Nando. Na verdade, eu acho que é melhor eu ficar, eu não estou no clima pra festa. Por favor, Mel, deixa eu ficar? CAPÍTULO 2: O grande baile, a tequila, os cosmopolitans e o estranho irresistível Não teve jeito, minha amiga me arrastou para o baile. Logo que entramos a Mel nos arrastou para o bar e falou no meu ouvido: - A festa é open bar, então hoje você vai beber para afogar de vez a tristeza! –A Mel me entregou dois shots de tequila e com mais dois em suas mãos me falou: - Vamos virar! – viramos a tequila e o Fernando já entregava uma taça de cosmopolitan para cada uma. Melissa me arrastou para a pista de dança e até que eu estava me divertindo. Começou uma música lenta e o Nando e a Mel começaram a dançar agarradinhos, aproveitei a deixa e me encaminhei para o buffet, mas não consegui chegar, senti uma mão puxando a minha e quando olhei para trás havia um homem com uma máscara preta sorrindo pra mim, e que sorriso! Ele beijou minha mão e me puxou para perto dizendo no meu ouvido com uma voz rouca: - A mulher mais linda do salão não vai me negar uma dança, vai? - E por que não? Vamos dançar. – Sorri pra ele. Era impossível resistir aquela voz rouca sedutora e aquele sorriso lindo meio de lado! Ele era alto, ombros largos, um sorriso encantador e olhos azuis, tão azuis que eram quase violeta. Ele tinha uma boca que convidava ao pecado, cabelos castanhos, e quando me puxou pela cintura eu apoiei as mãos em seu corpo e percebi que ele era uma parede de músculos bem definidos. Embora a máscara não permitisse ver seu rosto, ele era muito charmoso e encantador. - Eu estava observando você desde que chegou. – Aquele homem, com ar misterioso, falou no meu ouvido. – Você é tão linda! - Você é gentil. Mas você não é da cidade, é? – Ele tinha uma presença forte, emanava poder. - Não. Um amigo me convenceu a vir a essa festa. - Parece que temos algo em comum, meus amigos também me convenceram a vir. - Sorte minha! - E por que? – Sorri. - Porque eu fiquei fascinado quando te vi. Você é muito linda. – Enquanto ele falava no meu ouvido eu ia me arrepiando, sentindo meu rosto esquentar e o corpo formigar, ele realmente me encantou. - Mesmo com a máscara? - Mesmo com a máscara! Você é linda demais. - Você é um sedutor. - Você me acha sedutor? - Você sabe que é. E lindo também. - Que bom que você gosta do que vê. – Eu me senti um pouco zonza, não sei se pela bebida ou pelo perfume delicioso que aquele homem usava. Acabei tropeçando nos meus próprios pés. - Você está bem? - Acho que preciso de um pouco de ar. - Vem comigo. - Ele me puxou para um corredor sem iluminação que dava para uma saída de emergência e ficou assoprando o meu rosto. – Eu quero muito te beijar. Posso? – Eu fiz que sim com a cabeça. Ele olhou nos meus olhos, segurou a minha nuca e nossos lábios se encontraram, começou lento, mas foi se aprofundando, ele me encostou na parede e o beijo se intensificou ainda mais, quase nos roubando o fôlego, quando ele interrompeu o beijo para respirarmos, nos olhamos nos olhos, foi como jogar gasolina no fogo, ele passou a mão pela minha cintura, desceu até minha coxa e puxou minha perna para sua cintura. Eu já estava completamente entregue nesse momento, sentindo seu corpo contra o meu, eu fiquei louca de tesão e o puxei para mais perto envolvendo sua cintura com minha perna. - Você beija bem! – Sorri pra ele e senti meu corpo todo se arrepiar. – Ah, linda, você é incrível, eu quero muito você, aqui, agora! – ele disse entre beijos e enfiou a mão sob o meu vestido o puxando pra cima e chegando a minha calcinha. Eu estava em chamas quando ele enfiou a mão dentro da minha calcinha e gemeu. – Ah! Que delícia! Tão quente, tão molhadinha! – Disse e me beijou com mais força, enquanto abria o zíper da sua calça. Com um movimento rápido, de quem já tinha feito aquilo antes, ele rasgou minha calcinha e acariciou minha entrada, como se pedisse permissão. Olhou nos meus olhos de novo e me perguntou: - O que você quer que eu faça? - Eu quero que você esteja dentro de mim agora! – Respondi sem nenhum pudor, eu já estava arfando de tanto tesão. Eu não resisti aqueles olhos e aquela voz rouca. Eu nunca fui assim, normalmente eu teria me desvencilhado dele no momento em que me puxou pela mão, mas aquela noite eu havia prometido a mim mesma que iria me divertir e se aparecesse alguém interessante eu viveria o momento. E era o que eu estava fazendo, vivendo aquele momento. Ao me ouvir, ele foi entrando em mim devagar, observando eu encostar minha cabeça na parede e aproveitar cada centímetro dele, e ele era enorme. Ele aproveitou para espalhar beijos pelo meu pescoço. Quando acabou de entrar ele parou e falou entre beijos no meu ouvido: - Agora eu vou me mexer. – E começou a sair, só pra entrar de novo com toda força dessa vez, e foi uma delícia, eu estava completamente entregue e enlouquecida com os movimentos dele que entrava e saia de mim freneticamente. Nos descontrolamos e nos entregamos totalmente, como se não tivesse nada ao nosso redor, eu senti uma névoa em meus olhos e o climax começando a se formar e gemi baixinho no ouvido dele, nesse momento parece que ele enlouqueceu, puxou minha outra perna para sua cintura e eu o entrelacei. Me beijando intensamente ele entrava e saia com mais força ainda em mim, era o paraíso na terra. Eu gozei gemendo na boca dele e foi um climax incrível, mas ele continuou o movimento e logo outro climax se formou, e gozei novamente, um climax ainda maior que o anterior que me deixou sem fôlego, enquanto eu gozava ele me disse baixinho que estava no limite me sentindo pulsar ao seu redor, logo eu senti o gozo dele quente dentro de mim. Ficamos ali encostados naquela parede, totalmente sem fôlego, a testa dele encostada a minha. Enquanto me beijava, ele começou a sair de mim e eu estava completamente bem comida, como diria a Melissa. Eu sorri e ele me olhou, me deu um selinho e disse: - Você é realmente incrível! Gentilmente ele baixou minhas pernas até meus pés tocarem o chão, colocou o meu vestido em ordem, arrumou sua calça e me abraçou. Isso foi tão íntimo, tão afetuoso, apesar da loucura daquele encontro e da ferocidade com que nos entregamos, ele ainda era cuidadoso comigo. Eu nunca tinha tido uma relação tão maravilhosa, mas eu só tinha transado com meu ex até então. E meu ex nunca tinha se preocupado em me abraçar depois, nem se preocupava com meu prazer, para ele a coisa se resumia a entrar e sair até ele estar satisfeito, então, o fato de um homem se preocupar comigo, com meu prazer, cuidar de mim, foi novidade, e uma novidade incrível. Ele me deu um beijo no pescoço e perguntou no meu ouvido: - Então, linda, eu ainda não sei o seu nome. – Levei segundos para processar e finalmente me dar conta de que acabei de transar com um completo estranho e nem sei o nome dele. Quando eu ia abrir a boca pra falar, ele puxou o celular do bolso e me pediu um minuto para atender. Se afastou um pouco e só pude ouvir ele elevando a voz e dizendo: - O que você disse? – Nesse momento aquele estranho saiu correndo como se tivesse se esquecido de mim, ou como se só estivesse fugindo da rapariga que comeu rapidinho na festa. Mas e daí? Foda-se eu só estava me divertindo também e eu nem sabia quem era o cara e ele não sabia quem eu era. Tudo certo. Me recompus, procurei minha calcinha rasgada inutilmente, onde ele a teria jogado eu não faço ideia, e saí daquele corredor. Voltei pra mesa e encontrei a Mel e o Nando se agarrando. Logo eles pararam e focaram em mim: - Mel, acho que encontrei o Lobo Mau! – Eu ri e ela riu comigo. - Quando chegarmos em casa quero saber tudo! - Claro que quer! – respondi com os olhos brilhando. - Príncipe, acho que já podemos ir. O que acha, Cat? - Eu estou pronta quando vocês quiserem! – falei virando um copo de água. - Então vamos, garotas! – Fernando falou e nos conduziu para a saída. Mal chegamos e a Mel já foi me ordenando: - Conta tudo, quem é, como foi, como não foi, tudo. Eu ri e contei tudo pra ela, quando terminei de falar minha amiga me olhava de boca aberta e me perguntou: - Vocês usaram camisinha, né? Meu coração disparou! A gente não usou preservativo. E eu balancei a cabeça em negativa para ela, eu estava em choque por me dar conta do quão descuidada eu fui. Ela já foi logo me acalmando: - Não, Cat, calma. Com certeza não vai dar nada. Mas você deve fazer uns exames para garantir que está tudo bem. Vou na cozinha preparar um chá pra gente. Não surta! CAPÍTULO 3: Chegou a hora da verdade Na segunda, na hora do almoço, encontrei a Mel e ela me entregou uma sacolinha de uma loja chique. Olhei pra ela sem entender. - Minha mãe mandou eu te entregar. Ela disse que ele é perfeito para você e não combina com ela. – A Mel falou com um grande sorriso. Abri a sacolinha e lá dentro estava o perfume que eu usei para ir ao baile. Eu abri um grande sorriso. Eu amei aquele perfume e ele era parte da melhor noite da minha vida. Liguei para o laboratório e fui informada que precisaria apresentar um pedido médico para fazer os exames pelo plano de saúde. Graças a Deus a empresa pagava plano de saúde para os funcionários, porque se não, não sei o que faria, meu salário não era alto e o pouco que sobrava depois de cobrir as despesas da faculdade eu ajudava em casa, já que minha mãe não trabalhava fora e meu pai também não ganhava muito como motorista. Então marquei o médico que só tinha horário para quinze dias depois e aguardei agoniada. Quanto mais os dias passavam mais nervosa eu estava, a Mel fazia de tudo para me acalmar. Na data marcada ela foi comigo ao médico. Com a lista de exames nas mãos ela mesma marcou o laboratório e fez questão de me acompanhar. Já tinham se passado três semanas desde a festa quando eu finalmente consegui fazer os exames. Os resultados saíram cinco dias depois e eu voltei ao médico. Claro que a Mel estava comigo. O médico verificou os resultados e me olhou nos olhos: - Srta. Catarina, sua saúde está ótima. Você está saudável. Mas, daqui pra frente terá que se cuidar melhor. Eu respirei aliviada Ele continuou falando: - Parabéns, você está grávida! Vou encaminhá-la para um ginecologista obstetra para que você faça o pré natal.... Eu não ouvi mais nada, só o sangue pulsando em meus ouvidos. Eu não podia acreditar nisso! Grávida? Como eu iria explicar? Não é possível. Na primeira vez que deixo a racionalidade de lado acabo grávida e nem sei quem é o pai! A Mel segurava minha mão e repetia: - Calma, Cat, vai ficar tudo bem! Como ficaria tudo bem? Eu nem sabia quem era o pai. Eu teria que contar isso para os meus pais, sua única filha acabaria com eles. Eles ficariam decepcionados, iriam me odiar, me colocariam pra fora de casa. Como eu ia explicar que não sei nem como é a cara do pai do meu filho? Eu já estava hiperventilando. De repente, senti o médico pegando minha mão e falando calmamente: - Filha, calma! A situação, pelo que percebo, não é a melhor, mas você não pode ficar nervosa assim, isso fará mal para o seu bebê, agora você tem que se cuidar por ele. Tenho certeza que as pessoas que te amam vão te apoiar e ajudar. Mas você precisa se acalmar, porque só você pode cuidar para que esse bebê se desenvolva saudável e nasça forte. Você me compreende? O médico pediu a secretária para trazer um chá de camomila para mim e enquanto eu bebia o chá e tentava me acalmar ele passava todas as informações para a Melissa que ouvia tudo atentamente. Saímos do consultório e a Melissa me levou para uma lanchonete dizendo que nós precisávamos comer alguma coisa. Logo que me sentei senti as lágrimas caírem. Minha amiga me abraçou e me disse mais uma vez que eu não estava sozinha. Olhei para ela e disse: - A única certeza que tenho agora é que quero você e o Nando como padrinhos do meu filho, porque sei que vocês vão apoiá-lo e dar a ele muito amor. Os olhos dela brilharam e ela explodiu em lágrimas e soluçando me respondeu: - Eu vou ser a melhor madrinha do mundo e vou estar sempre perto do nosso bebê! E tenho certeza que o Nando vai ficar muito feliz também! Ela garantiu que estaria ao meu lado sempre, deixou claro que eu não passaria por nada sozinha e que estaria comigo quando eu fosse falar com meus pais. Meus pais... ai! Comecei a raciocinar e decidi que não iria esconder deles nem por um dia, ia contar naquela noite mesmo, não iria a faculdade, pois iria pra casa falar com eles. A Mel logo me apoiou e disse: - Então vamos, eu estou com você! Quando chegamos em minha casa meus pais se assustaram e minha mãe já veio toda preocupada: - Meninas, vocês não foram a aula hoje? Está tudo bem? - Não muito, mãe. Eu preciso falar com vocês. Meus pais perceberam logo que era algo muito sério. Nos sentamos todos na sala e eu contei a eles o que estava acontecendo e que eu fui irresponsável e fiquei com um estranho na festa, não entrei em detalhes obviamente, mas deixei claro que não poderia encontrar o pai do meu filho de novo. A decepção nos olhos deles era evidente. Minha mãe soluçava de tanto chorar e dizia que eu estava arruinada. Meu pai até então não havia dito nada. A Melissa vendo como minha mãe estava nervosa foi logo na cozinha e voltou com um copo de água com açúcar para ela. Melissa sempre dá água com açúcar pra quem está nervoso dizendo que acalma, eu nunca entendi isso. Por fim, meu pai falou: - Você cometeu um erro muito grande e não tem volta. Ouvir meu pai enfatizar que eu errei fez meu coração doer ainda mais. Eu comecei a chorar e fui falando: - Eu sei, pai, eu fui irresponsável. Mas agora não tem jeito. Eu vou deixar a faculdade para poder criar meu filho. E já vou fazer minha mala... - Fazer a mala? Você está muito enganada se acha que vai sair dessa casa assim. Você errou, nos decepcionou, mas nós te amamos, vamos superar isso e vamos ajudar você. Você não está sozinha, minha filha! E essa criança também não! – Meu pai disse isso e meu coração se encheu de esperança. - Mas pai, eu envergonhei vocês... - Você não é a primeira e não será a última mãe solteira nesse mundo. Nós gostaríamos que as coisas fossem diferentes para você, que não fossem tão difíceis. Você sempre foi tão responsável! Mas, se é assim, nós vamos enfrentar isso. Você não vai deixar a faculdade, mais do que nunca você precisa crescer na vida para cuidar do seu filho, você vai ser mãe solteira, sua responsabilidade é muito grande. Nós vamos te ajudar e, mesmo que seja com dificuldade, vai dar tudo certo. A Melissa já estava chorando e logo falou com os meus pais: - Sr. Antônio, Dona Celina, vocês contem comigo, vou ajudar em tudo! Até porque eu sou a madrinha desse bebê, a Cat é como uma irmã pra mim, e vou estar sempre por perto. Meus pais olharam para ela com gratidão. Eu olhei para aqueles três me sentindo completamente abençoada por tê-los em minha vida, cheia de amor por eles e um sentimento totalmente novo por aquele serzinho que ainda crescia dentro de mim e que eu acabava de descobrir a existência! Por mais difícil que fosse ser mãe solteira, aquela noite no baile foi a melhor noite da minha vida. Eu nunca vou poder esquecer aqueles olhos azuis violeta me olhando com adoração durante nosso encontro furtivo e tudo o que meu corpo experimentou naquela noite. Eu sempre teria essa doce lembrança comigo. Os meses seguintes foram difíceis. Guardei em uma caixa o vestido, os sapatos, a máscara e o perfume que a mãe da Mel me deu. Em dias difíceis eu abria aquela caixa e revivia em minha memória aquela noite. Embora eu tenha tido uma gravidez tranquila, os comentários e a maldade das pessoas era difícil suportar. Para piorar, depois que se casaram, meu ex e minha prima foram morar com os pais dela, que moravam na mesma rua que nós, e eles faziam questão de me humilhar com comentários maldosos sempre que me viam e espalharam no bairro inteiro que eu não sabia quem era o pai do meu filho e que eu era uma perdida, por isso que o Cláudio me deixou. Eu queria matá-los! A mãe da Kelly, que era irmã da minha mãe, também não perdia a oportunidade de ir lá em casa nos atormentar, dizendo que ainda bem que a filha dela não era como eu, que era uma boa moça, que tinha se casado com um homem decente. Parecia ter esquecido que aquela puta roubou meu namorado e transou com ele na minha cama. Mas eu engolia tudo, não valia a pena bater boca com essa gente e eu não queria transmitir sentimentos ruins ao meu filho. Quanto mais os dias passavam, mais eu amava aquele bebê, eu não tinha ideia que poderia existir um amor assim. Tudo o que eu fazia, fazia por ele. Eu o protegeria de tudo, eu daria a minha vida por ele. E, por incrível que pareça, com a gravidez parecia que todas as coisas fluíam para o meu bem, tudo ia se encaminhando e dando certo. Descobri que eu teria um menino e decidi que se chamaria Pedro. E assim foi. Pedro nasceu saudável, com um par de imensos olhos azuis violeta que nunca me deixariam esquecer da noite que mudou a minha vida, mas que foi a melhor noite que eu vivi! Eu nunca esqueceria aquele homem! CAPÍTULO 4: Depois da faculdade Quando eu me formei, Pedro já estava com dois anos. A essa altura ele já andava para todos os lados, sempre agarrado na vovó, que foi a primeira palavrinha que ele disse. Era um menino lindo, cabelinhos amigos bem lisinhos, pele clara, um nariz arrebitadinho e aqueles enormes olhos violeta que me faziam suspirar. Ele era o meu sol! E agora eu teria mais tempo pra ele. Após a formatura meu chefe me chamou para conversar, ele era um ótimo chefe, disse que estava muito feliz comigo na empresa, mas sabia que eu merecia chegar muito longe, então eu deveria procurar emprego na minha área, que ele compreenderia. Garantiu que meu emprego na construtora seria meu enquanto eu quisesse e que se eu saísse e não desse certo eu teria para onde voltar. Mas que eu deveria buscar algo na minha área de formação, para dar um futuro muito melhor para o meu filho. Eu fiquei muito emocionada com isso e aceitei o seu bom conselho. Contei pra Melissa e ela logo me disse que ia falar com o pai dela para que ele acionasse alguns contatos. E não demorou, o Sr. Otávio Lascuran, pai da Mel, me chamou no escritório dele e me entregou um cartão, me dizendo: - Catarina, sei que você é uma ótima garota e uma boa profissional. Falei com um amigo e ele conseguiu uma entrevista para você no Grupo Mellendez, é para o cargo de assistente do CEO do grupo. Se você conseguir esse emprego vai exercer sua profissão em uma empresa global, é um excelente cargo, mas não é aqui em Campanário. Você teria que se mudar para Porto Paraíso. Eu sei que é um passo enorme, mas acho que você deveria considerar, vai ser excelente para você. Enfim, envie um e-mail para o endereço eletrônico no cartão com a sua resposta desistindo da vaga ou aceitando a entrevista virtual. - Sr. Lascuran, eu não tenho palavras para agradecer! Vocês sempre foram tão bons comigo! O Grupo Mellendez é um dos maiores conglomerados de empresas do país! Trabalhar lá é um sonho! Eu vou aceitar a entrevista sim, se tiver que me mudar eu vou, sei que será uma grande oportunidade. – falei com convicção, pois não seria ruim me afastar daquelas pessoas maldosas da minha família, principalmente agora que a “rainha” Kelly estava grávida e a mãe dela resolveu pedir tudo que é do Pedro pro rebento do casal canalha! Ainda bem que minha mãe disse a ela que isso era um absurdo, mas que de qualquer forma seria impossível, pois eu já havia dado tudo que não servia mais para o Pedro para uma conhecida que estava grávida. Minha mãe andava muito chateada com a irmã, pois ela estava sempre se desfazendo do meu filho, sempre se referia a ele como o menino sem pai e isso magoou muito minha mãe. Indo embora dessa cidade, só vou lamentar em deixar meus pais e meus amigos, mas sei que eles vão me apoiar mais uma vez. Agradeci ao Sr. Lascuran e sai do escritório. Cheguei a minha mesa e falei com o meu chefe, outro Sr. Lascuran, mas ele não gostava de ser chamado assim então o chamava pelo nome: - Aldo, seu irmão conseguiu uma entrevista pra mim no Grupo Mellendez. Ele sorriu: - Eu sei, ele acabou de me ligar, acho que você deve agarrar a oportunidade, se não der certo você volta. Sorri pra ele e fui logo enviar o e-mail para marcar a entrevista. Recebi rapidamente a confirmação de que a entrevista seria no dia seguinte às dez horas da manhã, já que eu já havia tomado a iniciativa de enviar o meu currículo, a entrevista seria rápida. Naquela noite em casa falei com os meus pais que entenderam, mesmo se preocupando em como eu ia cuidar de uma criança sozinha em outra cidade e ficando chorosos porque ficariam longe do neto. Me apoiaram como sempre e ficaram felizes com a oportunidade que eu recebi. Pedi que eles não contassem para ninguém. Quando a Mel chegou, ela ia todos os dias ver o afilhado, contei tudo e ela me ajudou a me preparar para o dia seguinte. Na hora da entrevista, fui para a sala de reuniões do meu trabalho, meu chefe havia me liberado, me sentei e esperei a chamada. Fui entrevistada por uma senhora muito gentil e inteligente, Sra. Mariana Toledo. Foi muito agradável, conversamos por duas horas, ela me passou todas as informações do cargo, salário e benefícios, no final ela me disse: - Catarina, você está contratada! Você vai me substituir, já que eu estou indo para um cargo de diretoria na filial de Londres, então você ocupará meu cargo aqui. De modo que gostaria que você começasse o mais rápido possível, pois eu viajo daqui a dez dias e gostaria de lhe passar tudo antes de ir. E também não gostaria de reagendar a minha partida. Quando você pode começar? - Eu preciso apenas que meu chefe me libere, mas creio que posso estar aí na segunda. – Já era sexta, será que o Aldo concordaria em me liberar ainda hoje? - Perfeito. Você pode me enviar um e-mail confirmando depois de falar com ele. Você tem alguma dúvida? - Não, senhora. Está tudo claro. -Ótimo! Bem vinda ao Grupo Mellendez, tenho certeza que você vai se sair muito bem. Te espero na segunda. Ela encerrou a chamada e meu coração estava disparado, eu tinha conseguido. O emprego era ótimo, o salário melhor ainda e eu ainda teria chance de progredir. Era um sonho. Mas era hora de correr para resolver tudo. Fui imediatamente falar com meu chefe. Ele ficou feliz, ligou para a contabilidade e mandou fazer meu acerto imediatamente. Após o acerto ele me liberou, disse que eu teria sempre um lugar para voltar se precisasse, mas que sabia que eu iria me dar muito bem. O agradeci por tudo e saí. Mandei o e-mail de confirmação para a Sra. Mariana, dizendo que na segunda, às oito da manhã, estaria na empresa, e fui logo falar com a Mel e o pai dela, tinha que agradecer. E aí foi a Mel quem me surpreendeu: - O que você achou, que ia levar meu afilhado embora assim? Não vai mesmo! Meu pai conseguiu uma entrevista para mim na Lince Mundi em Porto Paraíso. Eu vou me mudar com você e vamos morar juntas. O que acha? Isso era perfeito! Fiquei muito feliz, mas logo perguntei: - Mel, mas e o Nando? - O Nando já pediu na empresa a transferência dele pra filial de Porto Paraíso, lá ele terá mais oportunidades também. Ele vai daqui a quinze dias. Amiga, vida nova para nós três. Eu estava muito feliz. A Mel já havia orquestrado tudo. O Nando ia nos levar e ela ficaria com o Pedro para eu trabalhar até conseguirmos a creche. Ela já tinha três creches para visitar e o pai dela já havia disponibilizado um apartamento mobiliado na cidade pra gente. Era bom demais, eu estava até com medo. Percebendo, a Mel me cutucou e me disse: - Aprenda a aceitar as coisas boas que a vida te oferece! Eu sorri pra ela e fomos para a casa dos meus pais. Era hora de dar a notícia e nos despedir. Porto Paraíso fica do outro lado do país, então ficaríamos sem nos ver um tempo. Meus pais ficaram felizes, até eu dizer que partiria na manhã seguinte, aí a despedida foi uma tristeza. Era difícil deixá-los para trás, mas era necessário. Com o salário que eu receberia, poderia ajudá-los agora. Isso era bom. Na manhã seguinte o Nando e a Mel chegaram pontualmente. O pai da Mel deu uma caminhonete de presente para ela, o que facilitou muito fazer nossa mudança. O Nando colocou tudo na caminhonete e lá fomos nós, seria o dia todo na estrada. Chegamos a Porto Paraíso já era tarde da noite de sábado, Pedrinho estava muito cansado, se divertiu muito durante a viagem, era tudo novidade. Nos acomodamos, pedimos comida e depois de comer fomos dormir. No domingo percorremos a cidade reconhecendo tudo, Porto Paraíso era uma cidade muito grande, cheia de indústrias, muito moderna, ficava no litoral e o porto atraia muitos negócios para a cidade, era um centro urbano de primeiro mundo. O apartamento em que iríamos morar ficava perto de uma das creches que a Mel havia contactado, isso era ótimo, e também não ficava longe da empresa, de metrô eu chegaria em vinte minutos. Era lindo, decorado em estilo moderno e bem arejado e iluminado, com janelas enormes. À noite deixamos o Nando no aeroporto e de volta em casa fomos descansar, o dia seguinte seria um grande dia, eu começaria no emprego e a Mel faria sua entrevista virtual e marcaria com a diretora da creche perto do apartamento para irmos conhecer e conversar. Coloquei meu filho na cama, ele estava cansado de tanto que se divertiu hoje. Eu observei por um tempo seu soninho tranquilo e estava confiante de que aqui nós teríamos uma vida muito boa. Pedro agora tinha seu próprio quarto, eu e a Mel combinamos de comprar umas coisinhas para deixar bem a nossa cara, dar um toque pessoal. Peguei a babá eletrônica e fui para o meu quarto. Abri uma das minhas caixas e comecei a arrumar tudo ali. Quando abri a última caixa, tirei dela a caixa com minhas lembranças da noite do baile, a abri, passei a mão por aquele vestido lindo e suspirei mais uma vez. Peguei o perfume e pensei, “por que não?”, a partir de amanhã eu usaria esse perfume todos os dias, meu salário era bom e quando esse acabasse eu poderia comprar outro. Guardei a caixa, deixei o perfume sobre a penteadeira e fui dormir cheia de expectativas com essa vida nova que se abria a minha frente. CAPÍTULO 5: Meu novo chefe é muito estressado Me apresentei na empresa às oito da manhã. Fui muito bem recebida pela Sra. Mariana, que me apresentou todo mundo e todos foram gentis. O chefe não estava lá, estava viajando e chegaria no final da semana. O escritório era lindo, muito moderno, todo decorado em branco, aço inox e detalhes verdes, muito profissional e acolhedor ao mesmo tempo. Era elegante e eu gostei muito. Fiquei particularmente feliz por ter escolhido vestir um terno amigo, com uma blusa de cetim verde escuro por baixo e saltos amigos. Eu deveria estar elegante todos os dias agora, afinal ia trabalhar direto com o presidente da empresa. No meio da manhã recebi uma mensagem da Mel dizendo que conseguiu marcar com a diretora da creche próxima ao nosso apartamento para a hora do almoço. Expliquei a situação a Sra. Mariana e perguntei se seria possível me liberar no horário, mas que eu estaria de volta a tempo. - Então você tem um filho. Qual a idade dele? – ela me perguntou com um sorriso. - Ele tem dois anos. É um garotinho muito esperto. Não foi planejado, mas é a razão da minha vida! - Qual o nome dele? - Pedro. - Pedro. Um nome forte. Você não é casada, isso eu sei, mas e o pai do seu filho, vocês continuam juntos? – Meu coração despencou, como é que eu explico pra ela que não sei quem é o pai? Mas eu não minto, então vamos enfrentar a verdade. Contei para ela que o pai do Pedro era um homem que eu conheci em uma festa e nunca mais vi, ela me olhava séria, não havia julgamento nos olhos dela. Então me disse: - Você tem o meu respeito, Catarina, não é fácil ser mãe solteira, e é muito difícil contar verdades como essa que você sabe que vai despertar o julgamento dos outros. Obrigada pela confiança e honestidade. Vai lá resolver a creche para o seu filho, continuamos à tarde, não precisa correr. Agradeci e me despedi dela indo encontrar a Mel e o Pedro. Minha admiração e respeito pela Sra. Mariana só cresciam. Ela é uma mulher de uns cinquenta e cinco anos, cabelos loiros bem claros e olhos azuis quase transparentes. É uma mulher bonita e elegante, mas principalmente é muito acolhedora. Nós nos demos muito bem. Durante o resto da manhã ela me encheu de informações sobre o trabalho e eu ia anotando tudo. Na hora do almoço eu saí do prédio e a Mel já estava me esperando na porta com o Pedro. Entrei no carro e fomos almoçar antes de ir à creche. Eu e a Mel adoramos a creche e o Pedro já estava enturmado correndo com os novos amiguinhos, ele é um menino muito extrovertido. Isso me deixou muito feliz! Meu filho estava feliz! Desistimos de ver as outras creches, pois essa era ótima e ficava muito perto de casa, a três quarteirões de distância. Fizemos a matrícula e acertamos todos os detalhes. A diretora sugeriu que deixássemos o Pedro até o final do dia, já que ele estava se divertindo e assim já ia se adaptando. A Mel ficou de buscá-lo no fim do dia. A Mel me deixou na empresa novamente e me disse que voltaria pra casa para se preparar para a entrevista de trabalho que seria no meio da tarde. Voltei à minha sala e cheguei antes da Sra. Mariana. Sentei à mesa e fui repassando tudo o que ela já havia me informado. O telefone sobre a mesa tocou e eu fiquei sem saber o que fazer, mas aquela seria minha mesa, então atendi com a voz mais profissional possível: - Grupo Mellendez, presidência, boa tarde, em que posso ajudar? Ouvi do outro lado um silêncio sepulcral seguido de um longo suspiro. Alguém vociferou do outro lado, com certa impaciência e uma voz forte e meio rouca: - Passa para a Mariana. Levei um susto, mas me controlei e respondi: - Desculpe, senhor, mas a senhora Mariana ainda não retornou do almoço. Posso ajudá-lo ou o senhor gostaria de deixar um recado? - Quem está falando? – falou do outro lado ainda mais impaciente. - Meu nome é Catarina, sou a nova assessora do Sr. Mellendez. - Mas eu não te conheço. – Parecia que ele ficava mais impaciente a cada vez que falava. - É que hoje é meu primeiro dia, senhor. O senhor gostaria de deixar um recado? - Diga a Mariana para me ligar assim que puser os pés no escritório. - Perfeitamente, senhor. E qual o seu nome? - Parece que eu sou o seu chefe! – falou rispidamente e desligou o telefone. Nossa, que homem estressado! Isso não estava na descrição do cargo. Imediatamente minha garganta apertou, meu chefe e eu já tinha causado má impressão? Eu estava muito ferrada! Comecei a pensar que não ia durar nesse emprego. Pouco depois a Sra. Mariana chegou e eu lhe transmiti o recado com uma cara de preocupação. Ela olhou pra mim sorrindo, como se entendesse meu receio, e perguntou: - Ele estava calmo? Eu olhei pra ela e não aguentei: - Ele estava a ponto de ter um colapso nervoso. Certamente a jugular dele estava saltando no pescoço. Ela caiu na gargalhada e depois disse: - Vocês dois vão se dar muito bem! Você vai domar a fera, tenho certeza. Eu não tinha essa certeza. Talvez eu nem devesse desfazer as malas, esse homem iria me engolir viva!	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2,766,418	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2766449}'	No	2025-03-03 18:48	active	2790	🔥🔥Click to read the next chapter for free👉	I got home after a long day, and my parents were waiting for me in the living room. "Catherine, sit down. We need to talk," my father said, looking quite agitated. "What's going on, Dad?" I asked tiredly. I had worked all day, gone to college at night, and upon getting home, all I wanted was to take a shower and crash into bed. But that wasn't possible. "Catherine, your cousin's wedding invitation has arrived," my mother said. "That little tramp is not my cousin!" I snapped, already getting angry. "Catherine, she is your cousin," my mother insisted. "You need to stop this childish behavior. Melissa already hit her and caused a scene here at home. Enough! She's my sister's daughter, which makes her your cousin." "I'm sorry, Mom, but she means nothing to me," I tried to stay calm. "She slept with my boyfriend in my bed. That's not something she should do." I had been dating Claude for four years; he was my first boyfriend, and I found him in my bed, in my room, sleeping with Kelly, my cousin! I was in shock. Of course, Melissa, my best friend, went after them. Since then, things had been tensed at home because my parents insisted it was silly and that I should act as if nothing had happened and go back to being around my cousin. "He was wrong, Catherine, since he was your boyfriend," my mother argued. "Kelly, poor thing, was seduced. He dishonored her, now he's marrying her so she won't be talked about badly in town." "Oh, Mom! Spare me! The whole town knows Kelly is a shameless woman..." I lost my patience. "Catherine, watch your language!" my father scolded me. "Look, if you don't want to be around Kelly, fine, but you're going to this wedding. And enough with this rude behavior." "I'm what?" I thought I had heard wrong. "You're going to your cousin's wedding, Catherine. That's an order! We're your parents, and you'll obey," my mother spoke angrily at me as if I were the one in the wrong. "I'm sorry, Mom, but I won't! I follow your rules, I'm a good daughter, but this time I can't. I was the one who was wronged! I have every right not to want to be the family joke anymore," I said, already crying. "ENOUGH, CATHERINE!" my father shouted, startling me. "You're going to this wedding, and that's final." "But, Dad..." "I don't want to hear it, Catherine! It's important to your mother to keep peace in the family. So you're going, period," my father said, leaving no room for argument. I spent the night crying in my room. The next day, I told Melissa everything. She wasted no time and arranged invitations to a masquerade ball, a gala event. She told my parents it would be crucial for my career since the city's most important businesspeople would be there. I could make valuable connections, and our professors had promised to introduce us to various entrepreneurs who could open doors for our professional future. At first, my parents weren't entirely convinced, but Melissa's parents talked to them and persuaded them that it would be an excellent opportunity for my future. So they agreed that I should take advantage of it. "Catherine, you can't say no to me! I've already bought the tickets and masks, and I even convinced your parents that this is a super important event for your professional future, which was such hard work. This party is going to be incredible, and you're not going to miss it!" Melissa looked at me with puppy dog eyes, clasping her hands together as if begging. I was sitting at my desk at work in the middle of a Thursday afternoon, between taking messages and making calls, when Mel showed up with coffee, chocolate muffins, and this persistence about getting me to agree to go to the masquerade ball, which was the biggest annual event in our city. "Oh, Mel, how is it that I can never say no to you? Alright, I'll go!" I agreed to go to the ball, but I still wasn't sure. Either way, I was going to sleep at Mel's house to avoid the wedding, but I wasn't planning on going to the party. However, Melissa kept pushing until she convinced me to go. On Saturday, we got ready at her place. "Wow, girl! You look absolutely stunning!" She handed me a beautiful golden mask, intricately designed like lace that covered up to my nose, and I put it on. I was wearing a shimmering red satin dress, and the mask matched perfectly. "So, are we ready?" "Yes, we're ready," I replied and grabbed my purse. "Oh, I forgot my perfume." "No problem, you can use my mom's new perfume. She won't mind." When Fred, Mel's boyfriend, saw us, he smiled, gave Mel a kiss, and said: "Girls, you look gorgeous! I think you'll leave this party with a new boyfriend, Cat." "No boyfriend, Fred. Actually, I think I'd better stay, I'm not in the party mood. Please, Mel, let me stay?" Chapter 2 There was no way out - my friend dragged me to the ball. As soon as we got in, Mel pulled us to the bar and whispered in my ear: "It's an open bar tonight, so you're going to drink until all that sadness washes away!" Mel handed me two tequila shots while holding two more in her hands. "Let's down these!" We knocked back the tequila, and Fred was already handing each of us a cosmopolitan. Melissa dragged me to the dance floor, and I was actually having fun. When a slow song started playing, Fred and Mel began slow dancing together. I took that as my cue to head to the buffet, but I didn't make it there. I felt someone grab my hand, and when I turned around, there was a man in a black mask smiling at me - and what a smile! He kissed my hand and pulled me close, whispering in my ear with a husky voice: "Surely the most beautiful woman in the room won't deny me a dance, will she?" "And why not? Let's dance," I smiled back at him. It was impossible to resist that seductive husky voice and that gorgeous crooked smile! He was tall with broad shoulders, had a charming smile and blue eyes - so blue they were almost violet. He had sinfully tempting lips, brown hair, and when he pulled me by the waist, I placed my hands on his chest and could feel he was a wall of well-defined muscle. Although the mask concealed his face, he was very charming and enchanting. "I've been watching you since you arrived," this mysterious man whispered in my ear. "You're so beautiful!" "You're kind. But you're not from around here, are you?" He had a powerful presence, radiating authority. "No. A friend convinced me to come to this party." "Looks like we have something in common - my friends convinced me to come too." "Lucky me!" "And why's that?" I smiled. "Because I was captivated the moment I saw you. You're stunning." As he whispered in my ear, I got goosebumps, feeling my face flush and my body tingle - he truly had me enchanted. "Even with the mask?" "Even with the mask! You're too beautiful." "You're such a charmer." "You think I'm charming?" "You know you are. And handsome too." "I'm glad you like what you see." "And what do you do for a living, handsome?" - I felt a bit dizzy, not sure if it was from the drink or the delicious cologne that man was wearing. I ended up stumbling over my own feet. "Are you okay?" "I think I need some air." "Come with me." - He pulled me into a dark hallway that led to an emergency exit and started fanning my face. - "I really want to kiss you. May I?" - I nodded yes. He looked into my eyes, held the back of my neck, and our lips met. It started slow but deepened; he pressed me against the wall, and the kiss intensified even more, almost taking our breath away. When he broke the kiss so we could breathe, we looked into each other's eyes - it was like throwing gasoline on fire. He ran his hand down my waist to my leg and pulled my leg up to his waist. I was completely surrendered by then, feeling his body against mine. I went crazy with desire and pulled him closer, wrapping my leg around his waist. "You're a great kisser!" - I smiled at him and felt my whole body tingle. "Oh, beautiful, you're incredible. I want you so badly, here, right now!" - he said between kisses and slipped his hand under my dress, pulling it up and reaching my underwear. I was on fire when he put his hand inside my underwear and yelled. - "Oh! So delicious! So hot, so wet!" - He said and kissed me harder while unzipping his pants. With a quick movement, like someone who had done this before, he tore my underwear and caressed my entrance, as if asking for permission. He looked into my eyes again and asked: "What do you want me to do?" "I want you inside me now!" I responded shamelessly, already panting with desire. I couldn't resist those eyes and that husky voice. I'd never been like this before - normally, I would have pulled away the moment he grabbed my hand, but tonight I had promised myself to have fun and live in the moment if someone interesting came along. And that's exactly what I was doing, living in the moment. Hearing me, he entered me slowly, watching as I leaned my head against the wall and savored every inch of him - and he was huge. He took the opportunity to scatter kisses along my neck. When he was fully inside, he paused and whispered between kisses in my ear: "Now I'm going to move." He pulled out only to thrust back in with full force this time, and it was incredible. I was completely lost and driven wild by his movements as he moved in and out of me frantically. We lost control and gave ourselves over completely, as if nothing else existed around us. I felt a haze in my eyes as my climax began to build, and I moaned softly in his ear. At that moment, he seemed to go crazy, lifting my other leg to his waist as I wrapped them around him. Kissing me intensely, he thrust even harder into me - it was heaven on earth. I came again, even more intensely than before, leaving me breathless. As I was coming, he whispered that he was close to his limit feeling me pulse around him, and soon I felt his hot release inside me. We stayed there against that wall, completely breathless, his forehead resting against mine. While kissing me, he slowly withdrew, and I was thoroughly satisfied - as Melissa would say. I smiled and he looked at me, gave me a soft kiss and said: "You're truly amazing!" He gently lowered my legs until my feet touched the ground, fixed my dress, adjusted his pants, and hugged me. It was so intimate, so affectionate - despite the wildness of our encounter and the intensity with which we'd given in to each other, he was still gentle with me. I'd never had such an incredible experience, but I'd only ever been with my ex until now. And my ex had never cared about hugging me afterward, or worried about my pleasure - for him, it was just about getting in and out until he was satisfied. So having a man care about me, about my pleasure, take care of me - it was new, and amazingly so. He kissed my neck and whispered in my ear: "So, beautiful, I still don't know your name." It took me seconds to process and finally realize that I'd just slept with a complete stranger whose name I didn't even know. Just as I was about to speak, he pulled his phone from his pocket and asked for a minute to answer it. He stepped away slightly and I could only hear him raising his voice saying: "What did you say?" At that moment, the stranger ran off as if he'd forgotten about me, or as if he was just running away from the woman he'd quickly hooked up with at the party. Of course, Catherine, you're an idiot! But so what? I was just having fun too, and I didn't even know who the guy was, and he didn't know who I was. All good. I pulled myself together, looked in vain for my underwear - no idea where he'd thrown it - and left that hallway. I went back to the table and found Mel and Fred making out. They soon stopped and focused on me: "Mel, I think I found the Big Bad Wolf!" I laughed, and she laughed with me. "When we get home, I want to know everything!" "Of course you do!" I replied with sparkling eyes. "Prince, I think we can go now. What do you think, Cat?" "I'm ready whenever you are!" I said, downing a glass of water. "Let's go then, girls!" Fred said and led us to the exit. We'd barely gotten home when Mel started demanding: "Tell me everything - who is he, how it went, how it didn't go, everything." I laughed and told her everything. When I finished speaking, my friend was staring at me open-mouthed and asked: "You guys used protection, right?" My heart started racing! We hadn't used protection. I shook my head no at her; I was in shock realizing how careless I'd been. She immediately tried to calm me down: "No, Cat, calm down. I'm sure nothing will come of it. But you should get some tests done to make sure everything's okay. I'm going to the kitchen to make us some tea. Don't freak out!" Chapter 3 On Monday during lunch, I met Mel. She handed me a small bag from a fancy store, and I looked at her, confused. "My mom asked me to give this to you. She said it's perfect for you and doesn't suit her," Mel said with a big smile. I opened the bag, and inside was the perfume I had worn to the ball. A huge smile spread across my face. I loved that perfume, and it was part of the best night of my life. I just hoped that my best night hadn't left me with an STD as a souvenir. With that thought, I thanked Mel and told her I'd call her mom later, then mentioned I wanted to call the lab to schedule some tests. I called the laboratory and was informed that I needed a doctor's prescription to get the tests covered by health insurance. Thank God the company provided health insurance for employees because otherwise, I wouldn't know what to do. My salary wasn't high, and what little was left after covering college expenses went to helping at home, since my mom didn't work outside the house and my dad didn't make much as a driver. So I made a doctor's appointment, but the earliest available slot was two weeks away, and I waited anxiously. The more days passed, the more nervous I became, though Mel did everything to calm me down. On the scheduled date, she went to the doctor's with me. With the list of tests in hand, she personally scheduled the lab work and insisted on accompanying me. Three weeks had passed since the party when I finally got the tests done. The results came back five days later, and I returned to the doctor. Of course, Mel was with me. The doctor checked the results and looked me in the eyes: "Miss Catherine, your health is excellent. You're healthy. But from now on, you'll need to take better care of yourself." I breathed a sigh of relief, but was I really about to get lectured by the doctor for having unprotected bedlife with a stranger? Well, I deserved it - not using protection was silly, I could have caught a disease. And then he continued: "Congratulations, you're conceived! I'm going to refer you to an OB-GYN for prenatal care..." I didn't hear anything else, just the blood pulsing in my ears. I couldn't believe this! conceived? How would I explain this? It's not possible. Me, of all people, the perfect goody-two-shoes who never stepped out of line, who always considered the consequences before doing anything, who was always responsible - the first time I let rationality slide, I ended up conceived and didn't even know who the father was! Mel held my hand and kept repeating: "Calm down, Cat, everything will be okay!" How could everything be okay? I didn't even know who the father was. I would have to tell my parents, their only daughter would break their hearts. They would be disappointed, hate me, and kick me out of the house. How could I explain that I don't even know what the father of my child looks like? I was already hyperventilating. Suddenly, I felt the doctor taking my hand and speaking calmly: "Easy now, dear! The situation, from what I can see, isn't ideal, but you can't get this nervous, it will harm your baby. Now you have to take care of yourself for the baby's sake. I'm sure the people who love you will support and help you. But you need to calm down because only you can ensure this baby develops healthily and is born strong. Do you understand me?" I looked at that short, white-haired, slightly chubby gentleman, with his glasses perched on the tip of his nose, and nodded positively. Somehow he calmed me down a bit, maybe because his eyes sparkled with a kindness and understanding that we rarely see these days. The doctor asked his secretary to bring me some chamomile tea, and while I drank it and tried to calm down, he gave all the information to Melissa, who listened attentively. We left the office and Melissa took me to a diner, saying we needed to eat something. As soon as I sat down, I felt the tears falling. My friend hugged me and told me once again that I wasn't alone. I looked at her and said: "The only thing I'm sure of right now is that I want you and Fred to be my child's godparents because I know you'll support them and give them lots of love." Her eyes sparkled, and she burst into tears, responding between sobs: "I'll be the best godmother in the world and I'll always be close to our baby! And I'm sure Fred will be very happy too!" She assured me she would always be by my side, made it clear that I wouldn't go through anything alone, and that she would be with me when I talked to my parents. My parents... oh! I started thinking and decided I wouldn't hide it from them for even a day; I would tell them that very night. I wouldn't go to college, I would go home to talk to them. Mel immediately supported me and said: "Let's go then, I'm with you!" When we arrived at my house, my parents were startled, and my mom came right over, worried: "Girls, didn't you go to class today? Is everything okay?" "Not really, Mom. I need to talk to you both." My parents immediately realized it was something very serious. We all sat in the living room and I told them what was happening, admitting I had been irresponsible by hooking up with a stranger at the party. I obviously didn't go into details, but I made it clear that I couldn't find my child's father again. The disappointment in their eyes was evident. My mother was sobbing uncontrollably, saying I was ruined. My father hadn't said anything yet. Seeing how upset my mother was, Melissa quickly went to the kitchen and came back with a glass of sugar water for her. Melissa always gives sugar water to nervous people, saying it calms them down - I never understood that. Finally, my father spoke: "You made a huge mistake and there's no going back." My parents were very simple people. My father was a tall, strong man, and my mother was an older version of me, but both had great character and solid principles they always made sure to pass on to me. Hearing my father emphasize that I had messed up made my heart ache even more. I started crying and said: "I know, Dad, I was irresponsible. But there's nothing I can do now. I'll drop out of college to raise my child. And I'm going to pack my bags..." "Pack your bags? You're very mistaken if you think you're leaving this house like that. You made a mistake, and you disappointed us, but we love you, we'll get through this and we'll help you. You're not alone, my daughter! And neither is this child!" My father said this and my heart filled with hope. "But Dad, I brought shame to you..." "You're not the first and won't be the last single mother in this world. We would have liked things to be different for you, not so difficult. You've always been so responsible! But if this is how it is, we'll face it together. You won't leave college - more than ever, you need to grow in life to take care of your child. You're going to be a single mother, your responsibility is huge. We'll help you, and even though it will be difficult, everything will work out." Melissa was already crying and quickly spoke to my parents: "Mr. Anthony, Mrs. Selina, you can count on me, I'll help with everything! Besides, I'm this baby's godmother, Cat is like a sister to me, and I'll always be around." My parents looked at her gratefully. I looked at those three feeling completely blessed to have them in my life, full of love for them and experiencing a totally new feeling for that little being still growing inside me, whose existence I had just discovered! As difficult as being a single mother would be, that night at the ball was the best night of my life. I could never forget those violet-blue eyes looking at me with adoration during our furtive encounter and everything my body experienced that night. I would always have that sweet memory with me. The following months were difficult. I kept the dress, shoes, mask, and perfume that Mel's mother gave me in a box. On difficult days, I would open that box and relive that night in my memory. Although I had a peaceful pregnancy, people's comments and cruelty were hard to bear. To make matters worse, after they got married, my ex and my cousin moved in with her parents, who lived on the same street as us. They made sure to humiliate me with nasty comments whenever they saw me and spread throughout the neighborhood that I didn't know who my child's father was and that I was a loose woman, which was why Claude had left me. I wanted to end them! Kelly's mother, who was my mother's sister, never missed a chance to come to our house and torment us, saying how fortunate it was that her daughter wasn't like me, that she was a good girl who had married a decent man. She seemed to have forgotten that she had stolen my boyfriend and slept with him in my bed. But I swallowed it all; it wasn't worth arguing with these people, and I didn't want to transmit negative feelings to my child. As the days went by, I loved that baby more and more. I had no idea such love could exist. Everything I did, I did for him. I would protect him from everything; I would give my life to him. And surprisingly, during the whole time of carrying with a baby, everything seemed to flow in my favor, things were falling into place and working out. My boss was great, understood my situation, and even gave me a small raise, which was a huge help! Mel and Fred showered me with attention, they were in love with their godchild even before knowing if it would be a girl or boy. They insisted on buying everything for the nursery, which turned out beautiful. Mel accompanied me to all appointments and every test, never missing anything. She even organized two baby showers - one at the company and another at college. My child would come into the world surrounded by love. I found out I was having a boy and decided to name him Peter. And so it was. Peter was born healthy, with a pair of huge violet-blue eyes that would never let me forget the night that changed my life, but was also the best night I'd ever had! I would never forget that man! My son was surrounded by love from the first moment. My parents were enchanted by their grandson. Mel and Fred came to our house every day to see their godson and check how we were doing. Mel was always there supporting me in everything. Her parents also came to visit Peter and said they would be honorary grandparents since they considered me their daughter too, which I found beautiful. They also surrounded me with care. They insisted on giving the stroller as a gift, and the day Peter was born, they came to the maternity ward with a huge basket of flowers and welcome balloons. After my maternity leave ended, my son stayed in my mother's care while I was at work and college. I worked hard and devoted all my time not spent at college or work to my son. With the help of my parents and my son's godparents, I managed everything and didn't miss any semester in college, graduating alongside my friend Melissa. It was a great moment for me and my family. With my diploma in hand, I would now pursue a better future, with the firm purpose that my son would never lack anything. Chapter 4 When I graduated, Peter was already two years old. By then, he was walking everywhere, always clinging to grandma - which was his first word. He was a beautiful boy with straight black hair, fair skin, a cute little upturned nose, and those huge violet eyes that made me sigh. He was my sunshine! And now I would have more time for him. After graduation, my boss called me in for a chat. He was an excellent boss and said he was very happy with my work at the company, but he knew I deserved to go far, so I should look for a job in my field, and he would understand. He assured me that my job at the construction company would be mine for as long as I wanted, and if I left and things didn't work out, I would always have a place to come back to. However, he advised that I should seek something in my field of study to provide a better future for my son. I was very touched by this and accepted his good advice. I told Melissa, and she immediately said she would talk to her father about reaching out to some contacts. It didn't take long before Mr. Oliver Larson, Mel's father, called me to his office and handed me a card, saying: "Catherine, I know you're an excellent girl and a good professional. I spoke with a friend, and he arranged an interview for you at Miller Group. It's for the position of CEO's assistant. If you get this job, you'll be working in your field at a global company. It's an excellent position, but it's not here in Bellwood. You would have to move to Paradise Port. I know it's a huge step, but I think you should consider it - it will be excellent for you. Anyway, send an email to the address on the card with your response, either declining the position or accepting the virtual interview." "Mr. Larson, I don't have words to thank you! You've always been so good to me! Miller Group is one of the largest business conglomerates in the country! Working there is a dream! I'll definitely accept the interview, and if I have to move, I will. I know it will be a great opportunity," I said with conviction. It wouldn't be bad to get away from those nasty family members, especially now that "queen" Kelly was conceived and her mother decided to ask for all of Peter's things for the child of that dishonest couple! Thankfully, my mom told her that was absurd, but it wouldn't matter anyway since I had already given everything Peter had outgrown to an acquaintance who was conceived. My mom had been very upset with her sister, as she was always dismissing my son, always referring to him as the fatherless boy, which really hurt my mom. Leaving this city, I'll only regret leaving my parents and friends behind, but I know they'll support me once again. I thanked Mr. Larson and left the office. When I got to my desk, I spoke with my boss, another Mr. Larson, but since he didn't like being called that, I addressed him by his first name: "Aldo, your brother got me an interview at Miller Group." He smiled: "I know, he just called me. I think you should grab this opportunity. If it doesn't work out, you can always come back." I smiled at him and immediately sent an email to schedule the interview. I quickly received confirmation that the interview would be the next day at ten in the morning, and since I had already taken the initiative to send my resume, the interview would be brief. That night at home, I talked to my parents, who understood, even though they were worried about how I would manage to raise a child alone in another city and got teary-eyed about being far from their grandson. They supported me as always and were happy about the opportunity I received. I asked them not to tell anyone. When Mel arrived - she came every day to see her godson - I told her everything, and she helped me prepare for the next day. At the time of the interview, I went to the meeting room at my workplace; my boss had given me permission. I sat down and waited for the call. I was interviewed by a very kind and intelligent woman, Mrs. Mariana Taylor. It was very pleasant; we talked for two hours. She gave me all the information about the position, salary, and benefits. At the end, she said: "Catherine, you're hired! You'll be replacing me since I'm taking a director position at the London branch, so you'll be taking over my position here. I'd like you to start as soon as possible because I'm leaving in ten days and would like to hand everything over to you before I go. And I'd rather not reschedule my departure. When can you start?" "I just need my boss to release me, but I think I can be there on Monday." - it was already Friday, would Aldo agree to release me today? "Perfect. You can send me an email confirmation after you talk to him. Do you have any questions?" "No, ma'am. Everything is clear." "Great! Welcome to Miller Group. I'm sure you'll do very well. I'll see you on Monday." She ended the call, and my heart was racing - I had done it. The job was great, the salary even better, and I would have chances to progress. It was a dream. But now it was time to rush and sort everything out. I immediately went to talk to my boss. He was happy about it, called accounting, and had them process my settlement right away. After that, he let me go, saying I would always have a place to come back if needed, but he knew I would do very well. I thanked him for everything and left. I sent the confirmation email to Mrs. Taylor, saying I would be at the company at eight on Monday morning, and went straight to talk to Mel and her father - I had to thank them. And that's when Mel surprised me: "Did you think you were going to take my godson away just like that? No way! My father got me an interview at Lynx World in Paradise Port. I'm moving with you, and we'll live together. What do you think?" This was perfect! I was overjoyed, but quickly asked: "Mel, what about Fred?" "Fred has already requested a transfer to the Paradise Port branch at his company; he'll have better opportunities there too. He's coming in fifteen days. Friend, it's a new life for all three of us." I was so happy. Mel had orchestrated everything. Fred would drive us there, and she would take care of Peter while I worked until we found a daycare. She already had three daycares to visit, and her father had already made available a furnished apartment in the city for us. It was too good to be true; I was even scared. Noticing this, Mel nudged me and said: "Learn to accept the good things life offers you!" I smiled at her, and we went to my parents' house. It was time to break the news and say goodbye. Paradise Port is on the other side of the country, so we wouldn't see each other for a while. My parents were happy until I said I would leave the next morning - then the farewell became sad. It was hard to leave them behind, but it was necessary. With the salary I would receive, I could help them now. That was good. The next morning, Fred and Mel arrived right on time. Mel's father had given her a pickup truck as a gift, which made moving our stuff much easier. Fred loaded everything into the truck, and off we went - it would be a full day on the road. We arrived in Paradise Port late Saturday night. Peter was exhausted but had enjoyed himself immensely during the trip - everything was new and exciting to him. We got settled in, ordered some food, and after eating, went to bed. On Sunday, we explored the city to get our bearings. Paradise Port was a huge, modern industrial city on the coast. Its port attracted lots of business, making it a first-world urban center. The apartment where we would be living was close to one of the daycares Mel had contacted, which was great. It wasn't far from the company either - I could get there in twenty minutes by subway. The apartment was beautiful, with a modern design, great ventilation, and huge windows that let in plenty of natural light. That evening, we dropped Fred off at the airport and headed home to rest. The next day would be a big one - I would be starting my new job, while Mel had her virtual interview and would schedule a meeting with the director of the daycare near our apartment to visit and talk. I tucked my son into bed; he was worn out from all the fun he'd had today. As I watched him sleeping peacefully, I felt confident that we would have a really good life here. Peter now had his own room, and Mel and I had planned to buy some things to make it feel more personal and give it our own touch. I grabbed the baby monitor and went to my room. I opened one of my boxes and started organizing everything. When I opened the last box, I took out the box containing my memories from the ball night. I opened it, ran my hand over that beautiful dress, and sighed once again. I picked up the perfume and thought, "Why not?" Starting tomorrow, I would wear this perfume every day - my salary was good, and when this bottle ran out, I could buy another. I put the box away, left the perfume on the dresser, and went to bed full of expectations for this new life that was opening up before me. Chapter 5 I showed up at the company at 8:00 a.m. Mrs. Taylor gave me a warm welcome and introduced me to everyone, and they were all very kind. The boss wasn't there - he was traveling and would return at the end of the week. The office was beautiful, very modern, decorated in white with stainless steel and green accents, managing to be both professional and welcoming. It was elegant, and I really liked it. I was particularly glad I had chosen to wear a black suit with a dark green silk blouse underneath and black heels. I would need to dress elegantly every day now, after all, I would be working directly with the company president. Mid-morning, I received a message from Mel saying she had managed to schedule an appointment with the director of the daycare near our apartment during lunch hour. I explained the situation to Mrs. Taylor and asked if it would be possible to leave during that time, assuring her I would be back on schedule. "So you have a child. How old is he?" she asked with a smile. "He's two years old. He's a very clever little boy. He wasn't planned, but he's the reason for my life!" "What's his name?" "Peter." "Peter. A strong name. You're not married, I know that, but what about your son's father, are you still together?" My heart sank - how could I explain to her that I didn't know who the father was? But I don't lie, so let's face the truth. I told her that Peter's father was someone I met at a party and never saw again. She looked at me seriously, but there was no judgment in her eyes. Then she said: "You have my respect, Catherine. It's not easy being a single mother, and it's very difficult to tell truths like this when you know they might trigger others' judgment. Thank you for your trust and honesty. Go take care of the daycare arrangements for your son, we'll continue this afternoon - no need to rush." I thanked her and said goodbye, heading off to meet Mel and Peter. My admiration and respect for Mrs. Taylor only grew. She's a woman in her mid-fifties, with very light blonde hair and almost transparent blue eyes. She's a beautiful and elegant woman, but most importantly, she's very welcoming. We got along very well. During the rest of the morning, she filled me in with information about the work, and I took notes on everything. At lunchtime, I left the building, and Mel was already waiting at the door with Peter. I got in the car, and we went to lunch before heading to the daycare. Mel and I loved the daycare, and Peter was already fitting in, running around with his new little friends - he's such an outgoing boy. That made me so happy! My son was happy! We decided not to look at other daycares since this one was excellent and very close to home, just three blocks away. We completed the enrollment and sorted out all the details. The director suggested we let Peter stay until the end of the day since he was having fun and could start adapting. Mel agreed to pick him up at the end of the day. Mel dropped me back at the company and told me she'd head home to prepare for her job interview later in the afternoon. I returned to my office, arriving before Mrs. Taylor. I sat at the desk and started reviewing everything she had already told me. The phone on the desk rang, and I wasn't sure what to do, but since this would be my desk, I answered in my most professional voice: "Miller Group, Executive Office, good afternoon, how may I help you?" I heard a deathly silence on the other end followed by a long sigh. Someone spoke up with obvious impatience, in a strong and slightly hoarse voice: "Put Mariana on." I was startled but kept my composure and replied: "I'm sorry, sir, but Mrs. Taylor hasn't returned from lunch yet. May I help you, or would you like to leave a message?" "Who is this speaking," he asked, even more impatiently. "My name is Catherine, I'm Mr. Miller's new executive assistant." "But I don't know you," he seemed to grow more impatient with each word. "It's my first day here, sir. Would you like to leave a message?" "Tell Mariana to call me as soon as she sets foot in the office." "Certainly, sir. And your name is?" "Looks like I'm your boss!" He snapped and hung up. Wow, what a stressed-out man! This wasn't in the job description. My throat immediately tightened. Had I already made a bad impression on my boss? I was so screwed! I started thinking I wouldn't last long in this job. Shortly after, Mrs. Taylor arrived and I passed on the message with a worried look on my face. She looked at me with a smile, as if understanding my concern, and asked: "Was he calm?" I looked at her and couldn't help myself: "He was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. I'm pretty sure I could see his jugular vein popping out of his neck." She burst out laughing and then said: "You two are going to get along great! You'll tame the beast, I'm sure of it." I wasn't so sure about that. Maybe I shouldn't even unpack my bags, this man was going to eat me alive!	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2,766,621	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2025-03-03 18:50	active	2790	📚Meister der Spirituellen Kultivierung 😍Kostenlos lesen👉🔥💕	💕Die Welt durchlebte eine schwierige Zeit, und die spirituelle Energie schwand. Ein Kultivierender reiste um die Welt und traf auf ein unvergleichliches Genie mit einer natürlichen spirituellen Veranlagung. Dieses nahm den Kultivierer als Schüler an und schloss ihn zehn Jahre lang von der Welt ab. Nach dieser Zeit erreichte Finneas große Meilensteine in seiner Kultivierung und flog auf seinem Schwert den Berg hinunter, was den Beginn seiner legendären Reise markierte. Finneas: „Auf dem Weg der Unsterblichen begegnet man zwangsläufig Feinden. Ich bin unbesiegbar, und diejenigen, die sich mir entgegenstellen, werden ihr Ende finden!" —————————————————————— Der Mount Stokeris hatte steile und hohe Klippen mit alten Bäumen, die gen Himmel ragten. Ein abgeschiedenes Kloster stand einsam inmitten der Wolken auf dem Gipfel des Berges. Zwei Personen standen vor den Toren des Klosters, ein Älterer und ein Jugendlicher. "Finneas, ein Jahrzehnt ist vergangen, und du bist unbesiegbar in der gewöhnlichen Welt geworden. Es ist Zeit für dich, den Berg hinabzusteigen." Die Stimme von Melvin Frye, dem Älteren, trug die Last der Zeit. "Sag es einfach, wenn du mich schlagen willst." Finneas Lamorde sah den alten Mann mit einem Blick voller Groll an. Melvin schwieg einen Moment, bevor er sagte: "Eigentlich waren meine Handlungen zu deinem eigenen Besten!" "Hah!" Als Finneas diese Worte hörte, ließ er ein kaltes Schnauben los, antwortete aber nicht. Plötzlich fragte Melvin: "Finneas, verachtest du mich?" "Ich habe dich früher wirklich gehasst!" "Und jetzt?" "Es spielt keine Rolle mehr. Zehn Jahre sind vergangen, also hat es keinen Sinn, das anzusprechen." "Du hast recht, es ist sinnlos! Schließlich, wie viele Jahrzehnte hat ein Mensch in seinem Leben... Die Zeit ist so gnadenlos wie eine Klinge, die selbst die Arrogantesten niederhaut. Trotz meiner Stärke konnte ich nicht zu jenem unerreichbaren Ufer springen." Der alte Mann seufzte. Mit großer Anstrengung hob er seinen Blick und starrte in den fernen Himmel. In diesem Moment ging die Sonne im Westen unter und kündigte den Einbruch der Dämmerung an. Das Abendrot vermischte sich mit den Schichten der Wolken, sein verweilendes Licht fiel auf den weiten Wald und spiegelte einen atemberaubend schönen Glanz wider. "Der Sonnenuntergang ist schön, aber leider ist er vergänglich." Mit einem Seufzer fuhr Melvin fort: "Finneas, könntest du mich 'Meister Frye' nennen?" Finneas senkte den Kopf, die Mundwinkel trugen immer noch das gleiche unveränderte kalte Grinsen. Melvin schien daran gewöhnt zu sein, weiterhin wie gewohnt mit sich selbst zu sprechen. "Finneas, was denkst du, wie die Unsterblichen Welt ist?" "Finneas, ich habe Lust auf Knödel." "Finneas, mein Zahn schmerzt..." Die Szene wurde allmählich ruhig. Whoosh! Die Abendbrise wehte sanft und brachte eine Berührung von Kühle mit sich. Nach einer Weile der Stille spürte Finneas, dass etwas nicht stimmte, und sah zu Melvin auf. Zu seiner Überraschung stellte er fest, dass der alte Mann irgendwann die Augen geschlossen hatte und derzeit keinerlei Lebenszeichen mehr zeigte. Als Finneas diese Szene sah, trat er vor und hob grob Melvins Leiche hoch. Seine Stimme war kalt, als er sagte: "Versuchst du mich nicht nur zu überlisten, den Berg hinunterzugehen, damit du eine Ausrede findest, mich zu schlagen? Warum würdest du so absurde Längen gehen, um deinen Tod vorzutäuschen?" Aber egal, was Finneas sagte, Melvin zeigte keine Reaktion mehr. Sein Teint wurde allmählich lila, und seine Körpertemperatur kühlte langsam ab. Sein Körper war auf weniger als vierzig Kilogramm geschrumpft, ein krasser Gegensatz zu seinem einst ätherischen und majestätischen Auftreten. Erinnerungen begannen langsam in Finneas' Gedanken aufzutauchen. Vor zehn Jahren war er erst zweiundzwanzig, als er sein Studium abschloss. Um sein Versprechen an seine Freundin zu erfüllen, reiste er alleine mit dem Auto nach Yiefmery, um ihre Eltern in ihrem Zuhause zu treffen. Unerwartet traf er auf der Reise einen rätselhaften alten Mann. Der Ältere erwähnte, dass Finneas eine natürliche spirituelle Konstitution hatte und ein vielversprechender Sämling für die Kultivierung war. Trotz Finneas' Einwänden brachte Melvin ihn gewaltsam in diesen dünn besiedelten Berg. So verging ein ganzes Jahrzehnt! In diesen zehn Jahren unterzog Melvin ihn dem rigorosesten Training, das der Menschheit bekannt war. Jeden Tag musste er vor dem Morgengrauen aufstehen, um zu trainieren. Um sieben Uhr übte er seine Schläge. Um zehn Uhr übte er seine Tritte. Um zwölf Uhr übte er sein Schwertkampf. Um zwei Uhr nachmittags übte er die Augen des Äthers. Um sechs Uhr nachmittags übte er seine Arrays. Um neun Uhr abends konzentrierte er sich auf die Medizin. Nach Mitternacht begann er zu meditieren. Tag für Tag, Jahr für Jahr. Über das Jahrzehnt hinweg hatte er unzählige Male danach gestrebt zu entkommen, von diesem Ort zu fliehen und nach Hause zurückzukehren. Aber jedes Mal würde Melvin ihn mühelos zurückziehen und ihm eine schwere Tracht Prügel verpassen! Es gab sogar einmal, als die Prügel so heftig waren, dass sie ihm fast das Leben gekostet hätten. Obwohl die Unsterblichkeitskultivierung als eine große Chance angesehen wurde, war Finneas völlig gleichgültig. Seine Freundin wartete immer noch darauf, dass er sie fragte, während seine alternden Eltern und seine jüngere Schwester alle von ihm abhängig waren, um Geld zu verdienen und die Familie zu unterstützen. Wie konnte er hier bleiben? Leider blieb Melvin trotz all seiner Bitten ungerührt. Finneas hatte einmal subtil angedeutet, dass er eine Nachricht nach Hause schicken wollte, sogar auf Knien gebeten, aber der alte Mann stimmte immer noch nicht zu. Nachdem er ihn gründlich verprügelt hatte, sagte Melvin kalt: „Die Verfolgung der Unsterblichkeitskultivierung widersetzt sich den Himmeln, also musst du alle Bindungen zur sterblichen Welt abbrechen! Finneas, solange ich lebe, kannst du vergessen, jemals diesen Berg zu verlassen!“ Von diesem Moment an hegte Finneas einen tiefen Groll gegen Melvin! Er trainierte jeden Tag unermüdlich in der Hoffnung, schnell stärker zu werden. Sein Ziel war es, Melvin zu übertreffen, um diesen dann zu töten und so den Hass in seinem Herzen zu lindern. Und so verging ein Jahrzehnt im Nu! Er hatte sich zehn Jahre lang einem rigorosen Training gewidmet, aber anstatt den alten Mann zu übertreffen, wie er gehofft hatte, wurde er stattdessen mit dieser bestimmten Szene konfrontiert. In diesem Moment fühlte Finneas eine Leere in seinem Herzen. Er war nicht so fröhlich, wie er es sich vorgestellt hatte, noch war er so wütend. Alles, was da war, war eine ungestörte Ruhe. Oder vielleicht wäre es treffender zu sagen, dass er sich taub fühlte. Er konnte nicht anders, als zu denken, dass seine zehn Jahre des Durchhaltens jetzt völlig lächerlich erschienen. Der Abendwind begann stärker zu wehen. Die Temperatur in den weiten Bergen schien plötzlich unter den Gefrierpunkt gefallen zu sein. Ohne ein Wort zu sagen, legte Finneas Melvin still zur Ruhe. Dann drehte er sich um und stand da, seine melancholischen Augen starrten auf die saftig grünen Berge in der Ferne. Niemand konnte verstehen, was er in diesem Moment fühlte. Nach einer langen Weile sprach er endlich. „Ich kann nicht glauben, dass du dieses Mal wirklich fort bist! Dein Körper wird sich allmählich auflösen und ewig werden, ähnlich wie die Sandkörner in der Wüste. Auf gewisse Weise könnte dies als eine Form der Unsterblichkeit betrachtet werden. Mit diesem Abschied werden wir uns nie wiedersehen!“ Am Ende konnte sich Finneas einfach nicht dazu bringen, Melvin als „Meister Frye“ anzusprechen. Aber was bedeutete es schon, ob er es jetzt tat oder nicht? Er zog sein Schwert, verwandelte sich in einen Lichtstrahl und verschwand am Horizont. Wenn in diesem Moment ein Kultivierter anwesend gewesen wäre, wäre er zweifellos völlig erstaunt gewesen. Es war schwer zu glauben, dass in dieser modernen Ära jemand tatsächlich auf einem Schwert fliegen konnte! Eine halbe Stunde später kehrte Finneas endlich in die Heimat seiner Erinnerungen zurück. Seine Heimatstadt lag am Rande von Jacaster in Jussipi. Das Haus, an das er unaufhörlich dachte, war nichts weiter als ein bescheidenes, eingeschossiges Haus. Vor dem eingeschossigen Haus befand sich ein kleiner Teich, an dessen Seite sanft schwingende Weiden standen. „Also... nichts hat sich letztendlich geändert!“ Als er die vertraute Szene vor sich betrachtete, füllten sich Finneas' Augen schließlich mit Tränen. Ein Jahrzehnt war vergangen, seit er entführt worden war, und jetzt kehrte er endlich nach Hause zurück. Auch mit seinem gegenwärtigen Gemütszustand konnte er nicht anders, als einen Stich des Kummers zu spüren, kurz vor den Tränen. Damals, als er auf dem Berg gewesen war, hatte es unzählige Tage und Nächte gegeben, an denen er von einer solchen Szene geträumt hatte... Vom Schwimmen im Teich als Kind, vom Trubel der Straßen oder sogar von all seinen Freunden und seiner Familie. „Nachdem ich zehn Jahre lang spurlos verschwunden war, haben Mom und Dad wohl gedacht, dass ich tot bin, oder?“ „Und die kleine Alyssa... Als ich ging, war sie erst neun Jahre alt. Ich weiß nicht einmal, ob sie jetzt an der Universität ist!“ „Der alte Mann behauptete, dass der Weg zur Unsterblichkeit in der Kultivierung liegt und erfordert, dass man alle weltlichen Bindungen abbricht. Aber wenn das bedeutet, die Liebsten von uns abzuschneiden, was ist dann der Zweck der Kultivierung?“ Finneas seufzte lang, um seine chaotischen Emotionen zu beruhigen. War das nicht der Moment, auf den er all die Jahre gewartet hatte? In diesem Moment hallte plötzlich ein Schrei der Angst aus dem eingeschossigen Haus. "Ich lag falsch! Ich will die Umzugskompensation nicht mehr! Ich lag falsch, ich verstehe meinen Fehler jetzt!" "Bitte... Nein... Nein!" Klatsch! "Benehmen Sie sich!" Als er das hörte, änderte sich Finneas' Ausdruck abrupt. Ist das Lyssie? Wird sie angegriffen? "Verdammt!" Finneas' Ausdruck war eiskalt. Sein Körper schien zu teleportieren, als er auf die Tore des eingeschossigen Hauses zustürmte! Kapitel 2 Ich verabscheue dich In der Zwischenzeit, im einstöckigen Haus. Zwei glatzköpfige Brutale, ihre Körper mit Drachentattoos markiert, umgaben ein Mädchen, während sie bösartig lachten. "Sie ist absolut umwerfend!" "Mann, das ist erstaunlich! Wer hätte gedacht, dass dieser sture Mieter so wunderschön ist? Wir haben wirklich Glück gehabt!" "Lass mich los!" flehte Alyssa Lamorde verzweifelt und weinte. Ihre zarte Wange war von der Ohrfeige rosarot, mit Blutspuren, die aus den Mundwinkeln flossen. Sie kämpfte mit aller Kraft, aber es war völlig nutzlos! Egal, was sie tat, sie konnte die beiden kräftigen Männer nicht abwehren. "Hör auf zu kämpfen! Wenn wir zufrieden sind, lassen wir dich gehen!" "Keine Sorge, wir werden dich gut behandeln, weißt du..." Die beiden Männer hielten Alyssa fest, während sie böse grinsten. Tränen, klar wie Kristallperlen, fielen aus Alyssas Augen. Sie wusste, dass es heute Nacht kein Entkommen gab! In diesem Moment durchfuhr sie ein Schauer den ganzen Körper, als sie über ihre Erfahrungen in den letzten Jahren nachdachte. Sie hatte sich dagegen gesträubt, Geld für Kleidung auszugeben, und selbst als sie an die Universität kam, hatte sie nicht genug Geld, um teilzunehmen. Selbst beim Essen war sie immer vorsichtig und akribisch. Während des Neujahrs, als andere ein Familientreffen mit einem Tisch voller opulenter Mahlzeiten genossen, konnte sie nur alleine in ihrem einstöckigen Haus zusammengekauert im Bett liegen und beten, dass die kalte Nacht schnell vorübergehen möge. Schließlich ergab sich eine Gelegenheit, als sie die Nachricht erhielt, dass sie umgesiedelt werden würde. Unerwartet nutzte das Abrissunternehmen ihre Einsamkeit aus, indem es eine extrem niedrige Entschädigung für die Umsiedlung anbot. Sie lehnte ab, was dazu führte, dass diese beiden Männer kamen, um sie zur Unterwerfung zu zwingen. Sie verstand es wirklich nicht - was hatte sie falsch gemacht? Trotz all der Mühe, die sie darauf verwendete, ihr Leben in vollen Zügen zu genießen, schien es, als würde das Schicksal ihr einfach keinen Spielraum lassen. Vielleicht hätte ich diese Welt mit Mama und Papa verlassen sollen, als sie vor acht Jahren starben. Dann müsste ich nicht mehr leiden. Bei solchen Gedanken überkam Alyssa eine Welle überwältigender Erschöpfung und Verzweiflung, bis sie bewusstlos wurde. Als die beiden glatzköpfigen Brutalen sahen, wie Alyssa ohnmächtig wurde, lachten sie noch lauter. Knall! In diesem Moment wurde die Haustür des einstöckigen Hauses mit einem einzigen, kraftvollen Tritt aufgestoßen. Wie ein Blitz stürmte Finneas herein! Als er die Szene vor sich sah, füllten sich seine Augen sofort vor Wut, und er fühlte, als ob sein Herz in tausend Stücke zersprungen wäre! "Ah! Geh zur Hölle!" In einem Wutanfall ließ Finneas einen wütenden Schrei los und schleuderte eine Ohrfeige durch die Luft. Boom! Bevor die beiden kräftigen Männer überhaupt begreifen konnten, was passierte, wurden sie von Finneas zu einem Blutnebel reduziert! "Lyssie!" Überwältigt von Emotionen hielt Finneas seine bewusstlose Schwester fest in den Armen und konnte seine Tränen nicht zurückhalten. Er hatte nie in seinen wildesten Träumen gedacht, dass er bei seiner Rückkehr mit einem solchen Anblick konfrontiert würde. Als er den armseligen, knappen Kleidungsstil seiner Schwester und ihre gerötete, geschwollene Wange sah, fühlte er einen überwältigenden Schmerz. Es dauerte eine Weile, bis sich seine Emotionen allmählich stabilisierten. Danach holte er Alyssa ein sauberes Outfit zum Anziehen und reinigte sorgfältig alle Blutflecken im Raum. Er setzte sich erst neben seine Schwester, als er fertig war, und wachte schweigend über sie. Es schien, als könnte er sich nie daran sattsehen. Immerhin hatten sie sich seit einem Jahrzehnt nicht mehr gesehen! Die Veränderung bei Alyssa war signifikant. Sie war von dem winzigen Kind von damals zu einer atemberaubenden Schönheit herangewachsen. Gerade als Alyssa langsam die Augen öffnete. Als sie Finneas sah, erschrak sie und sprang schnell auf die Beine. Mit Misstrauen in ihrer Stimme fragte sie: "Wer bist du und wo sind die beiden Leute von vorhin hin?" "Ich habe sie vertrieben!" Finneas gab nicht zu, die beiden Schurken getötet zu haben. Immerhin war seine Schwester nur ein gewöhnlicher Mensch. Es war unvermeidlich, dass solche Dinge ihr Angst einjagen würden. Gleichzeitig fühlte er sich innerlich etwas zerrissen. Anhand ihrer Reaktion war klar, dass Alyssa ihn nicht erkannt hatte. Aber das war zu erwarten. Vor zehn Jahren war sie erst neun Jahre alt. In den letzten zehn Jahren war sein Haar lang gewachsen. Sowohl sein Aussehen als auch sein Auftreten hatten sich erheblich verändert. "Du hast sie vertrieben?" Alyssa warf Finneas einen zweifelnden Blick zu. Dennoch murmelte sie nach einem Moment des Zögerns: "D-Danke!" Trotz ihrer Worte blieb ihr Ausdruck vorsichtig, und sie hielt einen relativ sicheren Abstand zu Finneas. Als Finneas das vorsichtige Verhalten seiner Schwester sah, stieg Traurigkeit in seinem Herzen auf. Er konnte sich nicht vorstellen, was sie in den letzten zehn Jahren ohne ihn durchgemacht hatte! Was ist mit ihren Eltern passiert? Wo waren sie hingegangen? "Lyssie! Erkennst du mich nicht mehr?" Finneas kämpfte darum, sich zu beherrschen. "Wer bist du?" Alyssa sah auf, ein verwirrter Ausdruck auf ihrem Gesicht, als sie Finneas ansah. Sein Gesicht war von Müdigkeit und Melancholie gezeichnet. Auf den ersten Blick war er vielleicht nicht konventionell attraktiv, aber bei genauerem Hinsehen würde man entdecken, dass er einen einzigartigen, fesselnden Charme besaß. Darüber hinaus fand sie den Mann vor sich überraschenderweise irgendwie vertraut. Es schien, als hätten sie sich irgendwo schon einmal getroffen! "Ich bin es, dein großer Bruder, Finn!" Ein Hauch eines Lächelns schlich sich auf Finneas' Gesicht. "Finn?" Alyssa hielt einen Moment inne. Anschließend begann ein Gesicht aus den Tiefen ihrer Erinnerung langsam mit dem vor ihr verschmelzen. Ihr Körper zitterte sichtbar, und ihre Augen röteten sich schnell. Es war klar, dass glänzende Tränen drohten, aus ihren Augenwinkeln zu fließen. "Lyssie!" Finneas kämpfte wirklich darum, seine Emotionen in diesem Moment zu beruhigen. Er streckte vorsichtig seine Hand aus, in der Hoffnung, das Haar seiner Schwester zu zerzausen, so wie er es früher als Kinder getan hatte. Doch er hatte nicht erwartet, dass Alyssa nach einem kurzen Moment des Erscheinens benommen tatsächlich seine Hand wegschlagen würde. Dann schien sie sich in eine völlig andere Person zu verwandeln. Sie rieb sich die tränenfeuchten, roten Augen und schnappte: "Du irrst dich. Ich habe keinen Bruder!" "Lyssie, du..." Finneas war schockiert, dass seine Schwester solche Worte aussprechen würde. Er hatte gedacht, dass Alyssa bei seiner Rückkehr sich freudig in seine Arme werfen würde, so wie sie es früher als Kinder getan hatten. Überraschenderweise war der Ausdruck in ihrem Gesicht jetzt einer reinen Abscheu. "Nenn mich nicht Lyssie! Als unsere Eltern starben, warst du nicht auffindbar. Jetzt, wo unser Zuhause kurz vor der Zerstörung steht, tauchst du bequemerweise auf? Finneas, ich möchte wirklich nicht schlecht von dir denken, aber du hast mich wirklich enttäuscht!" Ein Zittern durchlief Finneas' Herz, und er fragte schnell: "Waren Mama und Papa gesund?" "Vor Jahren, als du gegangen bist und nie zurückgekommen bist, haben Mama und Papa ihr ganzes Vermögen ausgegeben, um dich zu finden. Am Ende wurden sie von einem Auto auf der Straße erfasst und starben einfach so." Alyssas Stimme war spürbar erstickt, als würde sie Tränen zurückhalten. "W-Wann ist das passiert?" "Vor langer, langer Zeit. Genauer gesagt im zweiten Jahr nach deinem Weggang." Sie betrachtete Finneas erneut, ließ ein kaltes, spöttisches Lachen los und sagte: "Hah! Was hast du in den letzten zehn Jahren gemacht, seit du uns verlassen hast, um so auszusehen? Hat dich Natalie verlassen? Bist du jetzt obdachlos und deshalb zurückgekommen? Finneas, du bist wirklich nicht menschlich!" Finneas trat schnell vor, packte Alyssas Arm. "Lyssie, lass mich erklären. Du magst es schwer glauben, aber in den letzten zehn Jahren war ich auf dem Pfad der unsterblichen Kultivierung..." "Lass mich los! Ich will deinen Unsinn nicht hören!" "Ich werde nicht loslassen! Ich werde dich niemals loslassen. Du bist meine Schwester..." "Finneas, dränge mich nicht. Wirst du nur glücklich sein, wenn du mich in die Ecke gedrängt hast, bis ich keine andere Wahl habe, als alles zu beenden?" Alyssas Stimme war hysterisch, ihre Emotionen schienen jeden Moment zusammenzubrechen. "Finneas, ich werde dir niemals vergeben! Niemals! Seit dem Moment, als unsere Eltern starben, bin ich allein auf dieser Welt ohne Familie zurückgeblieben. Denk nicht, dass ich dir vergeben werde, nur weil du mich gerettet hast!" Als Finneas das hörte, war er sprachlos und erstarrte vor Ort. Er ließ zu, dass Alyssa ihn aus der Tür schob. Dann wurde die Haustür mit einem lauten Knall zugeschlagen. Kapitel 3 Die neun Himmelskunst der Unsterblichen „L-Lyssie.“ Finneas starrte regungslos auf die fest verschlossene Tür, sein Herz schmerzte. Entgegen seiner Erwartungen kam es nie zu der ersehnten herzerwärmenden Familienzusammenführung. Stattdessen spielte sich eine Szene der Verwüstung ab. Man könnte sagen, dass es von dem Moment an, als er vor zehn Jahren von Melvin in die Berge zurückgebracht wurde, dazu bestimmt war, in Tragödie zu enden. Finneas stand an der Tür, holte erst einmal tief Luft, bis sich seine Emotionen allmählich beruhigten. Er musste zugeben, dass Melvins gnadenloses Training ihn wirklich beeinflusst hatte. Er fühlte, als ob sein Blut kalt geworden wäre, als ob er trotz allem schnell wieder zu sich kommen könnte, egal was passierte. Finneas seufzte schwer und begann langsam zu erklären: „Lyssie, damals bin ich wirklich zur Unsterblichen Kultivierung gegangen und wurde an einem Ort für zehn Jahre eingesperrt! Erst heute konnte ich herauskommen...“ Doch drinnen im einstöckigen Haus gab es keine Antwort. „Lyssie, egal was passiert ist, jetzt, da ich zurück bin, gehe ich nirgendwo hin! Mir ist es völlig egal, wie es mit der Umzugsentschädigung aussieht. Du bist meine Schwester, also ist es meine Pflicht, dich zu beschützen! Von jetzt an sind es nur noch wir beide, Bruder und Schwester, die sich aufeinander verlassen. Ich lasse nicht zu, dass dich jemand mehr belästigt.“ Knarren. Die Tore waren geöffnet. Alyssa sah Finneas mit einem komplizierten Ausdruck an. Natürlich glaubte sie Finneas' Behauptung, dass er zehn Jahre lang an einem Ort eingesperrt war, nicht. „Hat all dieses Gerede irgendeine Bedeutung?“ „Lyssie, nachdem unsere Eltern gestorben sind, müssen diese Jahre für dich ziemlich hart gewesen sein, oder?“ Finneas sagte, sein Herz schmerzte für sie. „Das geht dich nichts an.“ Alyssa schlug die Tür wieder zu. Dann lehnte sie sich gegen die Tür, hielt sich die Hände vor den Mund und Tränen liefen bereits über ihr zartes Gesicht. Sie wollte wirklich in die Arme ihres Bruders stürmen können, wie sie es früher als Kinder getan hatten, hemmungslos schluchzen und Trost bei ihm suchen. Aber jedes Mal, wenn sie daran dachte, wie Finneas nach dem Studium für eine Frau weggegangen war, zehn Jahre lang weggeblieben war und den Tod ihrer Eltern verursacht hatte, fand sie es unmöglich, ihm zu vergeben. Jetzt, da ihr Bruder während einer so sensiblen Zeit aufgetaucht war, als ihr Haus abgerissen werden sollte und sie eine Entschädigung für den Umzug erhalten würde, war es schwer, nicht über seinen wirklichen Grund für die Rückkehr zu spekulieren. „Lyssie, geh erst einmal gut schlafen. Ich werde draußen Wache halten. Wenn du etwas brauchst, ruf einfach nach mir“, sagte Finneas leise. Dann fand er einen relativ flachen Platz vor der Tür und setzte sich im Schneidersitz nieder. Sein Kopf war jetzt durcheinander. Er brauchte etwas Zeit, um seine Gedanken zu ordnen. Auf ihrer Suche nach ihm verloren ihre Eltern tragischerweise bei einem Autounfall ihr Leben. Danach musste seine jüngere Schwester so viele Jahre lang ein einsames und schwieriges Leben ganz alleine führen. Es war leicht vorstellbar, wie viel Mühsal und Ungerechtigkeit sie ertragen musste. „Da ich zurückgekehrt bin, sollte niemand mehr daran denken, Lyssie in Zukunft zu belästigen...“ Finneas seufzte schwer. Da seine Eltern bereits gestorben waren, lag sein einziger Fokus jetzt darauf, sich um seine jüngere Schwester zu kümmern und Unsterblichkeit zu erlangen. „Was Natalie betrifft...“ Finneas seufzte erneut. Natalie war tatsächlich seine Freundin von damals. Die beiden waren sieben Jahre lang zusammen, während drei Jahren in der High School und vier Jahren an der Universität. Obwohl sie sich liebten, waren sie letztendlich dazu verdammt, getrennt zu bleiben. Ein Jahrzehnt war vergangen, und Natalie war jetzt zweiunddreißig. Finneas vermutete, dass sie wahrscheinlich inzwischen verheiratet und Mutter war. „Vergiss es, was bringt es jetzt noch, darüber nachzudenken? Letztendlich war ich es, der sie enttäuscht hat.“ Finneas beschloss, nicht weiter darüber nachzudenken. Er nahm die Lotussitzhaltung ein und atmete meditativ ein und aus. Die Atemtechnik, die er praktizierte, war als die "Neun Himmel Unsterbliche Kunst" bekannt. Nach Melvin war dies eine höchste unsterbliche Technik, etwas, für das er sein Leben riskiert hatte, um es aus einer alten Ruine zu erhalten! Leider war diese Methode nicht für gewöhnliche Menschen geeignet. Sie konnte nur von denen kultiviert werden, die eine natürliche spirituelle Konstitution hatten. Das war der Grund, warum Melvin so aufgeregt war, als er Finneas zum ersten Mal sah. Nach allem, was passiert war, konnte auch Finneas erraten, warum Melvin so hart und gnadenlos zu ihm gewesen war. Melvin war bemerkenswert talentiert und schaffte es, in dieser modernen Ära die Urteilsphase zu erreichen. Leider konnte er letztendlich die Unfruchtbarkeit dieser Welt nicht überwinden. Am Ende seines Lebens hatte er es immer noch nicht geschafft, Unsterblichkeit zu erlangen. Unsterblichkeit zu erlangen war Melvins lebenslange Besessenheit. Deshalb suchte er im letzten Jahrzehnt seines Lebens Finneas auf. Er goss all sein lebenslanges Wissen in den jungen Mann und hoffte, dass Finneas derjenige sein würde, der die Ketten ihrer Welt brechen würde, um den Fluch zu zerstören, der zukünftigen Generationen die Unsterblichkeit verwehrte. Unter Melvins unmenschlichem Training erwies sich Finneas als würdig. In nur einem Jahrzehnt war er ein Kultivierender auf dem Höhepunkt der Goldenen Kernphase geworden. Der Weg der Kultivierung war in zehn Phasen unterteilt: Energieverfeinerung, Grundsteinlegung, Goldener Kern, Nascitseele, Seelenprojektion, Göttliche Transformation, Leere Verfeinerung, Transzendenz, Große Erhebung und Urteil. Jede Phase war weiter in zahlreiche Unterphasen unterteilt. Zum Beispiel könnte die Goldene Kernphase in drei Unterphasen unterteilt werden: Kernbildung, Kernkondensation und Kerntransformation. Ebenso könnte die Nascitseelephase auch in drei Unterphasen unterteilt werden: Seelenbildung, Seelenkondensation und Seelentransformation. Jeder kleine Durchbruch einer Unterphase war ein großer Fortschritt für den Kultivierenden und führte zu einem exponentiellen Anstieg seiner Stärke. Man könnte sagen, dass Finneas in dieser modernen Ära mit seiner Kultivierung auf dem Höhepunkt der Goldenen Kernphase praktisch unaufhaltsam war! Natürlich war dies nur etwas, was Melvin ihm erzählt hatte, als er noch lebte. Was die Details betrifft, war selbst Finneas nicht ganz sicher, da er bis jetzt noch keinen anderen Kultivierenden getroffen hatte. Die Nacht verging im Nu. Nach seiner Kultivierungssitzung öffnete Finneas die Augen und atmete eine verbrauchte Luft aus. Nach dem Durchbruch der Goldenen Kernphase würde es für ihn nicht einfach sein, weitere Fortschritte zu machen. Aufgrund der Knappheit an spiritueller Energie in dieser Welt würde es eine unglaublich lange Zeit dauern, die Nascitseele allein durch Meditation und Kultivierung zu bilden. Um schnell voranzukommen, müsste er alternative Methoden finden. In diesem Moment öffneten sich die Tore des einstöckigen Hauses. Alyssa, die eine Schüssel voller Kleidung trug, trat heraus, bereit, sie im nahegelegenen Teich zu waschen. Sofort war Finneas an der Seite seiner Schwester. "Lyssie, Wäsche waschen? Lass mich dir dabei helfen." "Das ist nicht nötig", antwortete Alyssa kalt. In der letzten Nacht hatte sie beobachtet, wie Finneas die ganze Nacht draußen saß. Dennoch war es unmöglich, den Groll in ihrem Herzen zu löschen. Sie dachte immer noch, dass die Rückkehr ihres Bruders dieses Mal höchstwahrscheinlich auf den Abriss und die Umsiedlung zurückzuführen war. "Es besteht kein Grund, höflich zu mir zu sein." Finneas schnappte sich prompt die Schüssel und ging zum Teich. Als er sich hinsetzte, bemerkte er, dass etwas nicht stimmte. Dies lag daran, dass die Waschschüssel mit Damenunterwäsche gefüllt war... Waschen... oder nicht waschen? Finneas war wirklich in einer Zwickmühle. Obwohl Alyssa seine eigene Schwester war, erkannte er immer noch die inhärenten Unterschiede zwischen Männern und Frauen an. Außerdem schien es ihm nicht ganz angemessen und ziemlich unangenehm, diese Art von intimer Kleidung mit den Händen zu schrubben... Trotzdem konnte Finneas, als er auf die verblassten Unterwäsche starrte, nicht umhin, einen Stich der Traurigkeit in seinem Herzen zu spüren. Für ein Mädchen war es wichtig, regelmäßig neue Unterwäsche zu kaufen, aber es schien, als ob Alyssa seit Jahren dieselben trug. "Was ist los? Kann jemand wie du auch verlegen sein?" Alyssa stand am Ufer, ihr Ton gleichgültig, als sie sprach. "Diese Kleidung ist zu alt. Mach dir keine Sorgen, ich werde dir später neue kaufen", versprach Finneas leise, während er die Wäsche wusch. "Hör auf zu tun als ob!" Alyssa drehte sich um und ging ins Haus. Bei diesem Anblick konnte Finneas nicht anders, als bitter zu lachen. Kapitel 4 Kelly Latiers Nachdem er die Wäsche fertig hatte, beschloss Finneas, rauszugehen und etwas Geld zu verdienen. Gerade als ein pinkfarbener Chevrolet Spark die baufällige Schotterstraße vor ihrem Haus hochfuhr. Ein Mädchen mit leichtem Make-up und auffälliger Kleidung stieg aus dem Auto aus. Sie sah etwa achtzehn oder neunzehn aus, trug ein weißes Kleid und schwarze Strümpfe. Mit einem jugendlichen, energiegeladenen Aussehen ähnelte sie einer zarten Porzellanpuppe. Ihr Name war Kelly Latiers, eine Klassenkameradin von Alyssa. Kelly warf einen neugierigen Blick auf Finneas, der an der Tür stand, und rief dann laut ins Haus: "Lyssie, bist du zu Hause?" Drinnen hörte Alyssa die vertraute Stimme und wischte schnell ihre Tränen weg. Dann lief sie heraus und fragte: "Kelly, warum bist du hier?" "Lyssie, hast du gerade geweint?" Kelly bemerkte Alyssas rote Augen und spürte sofort, dass etwas nicht stimmte. Dann dachte sie an etwas und warf einen misstrauischen Blick auf Finneas, der nicht weit entfernt stand. "Er sieht nicht wie ein guter Mensch aus. Hat er dich gemobbt?" "Nein, ich bin nur versehentlich hingefallen." Alyssa schüttelte den Kopf und zog Kelly ins Haus. Finneas wollte ihnen folgen, aber als er einen Schritt nach vorne machte, knallte die Tür zu. "Sie muss eine Freundin von Lyssie sein... Mit einer Freundin um sich herum sollte sich Lyssie besser fühlen", murmelte Finneas draußen vor sich hin. Es spielte eigentlich keine Rolle, ob er reinging oder nicht, denn sein scharfes Gehör ermöglichte es ihm, jedes Geräusch im Haus klar zu hören. Was ihn beunruhigte, war, dass Kelly glamourös und schön aussah, während seine Schwester wie Cinderella aussah. "Auch wenn Lyssie gesagt hat, dass dieser Ort bald umgesiedelt werden könnte, ist es nicht realistisch, sich auf die Umsiedlungskompensation zu verlassen. Ich muss schnell Geld verdienen!" Finneas überlegte einen Moment, dann hockte er sich in die Ecke, um dem Gespräch im Haus zuzuhören. In dem kleinen Raum gab es nur ein abgenutztes Bett und einen mit Büchern überhäuften Schreibtisch. Die beiden Mädchen saßen auf dem Bett und flüsterten miteinander, ohne zu bemerken, dass Finneas alles hörte, was sie aus der Ecke sagten. Wenn Kelly es wüsste, würde sie ihn definitiv mit ihrem feurigen Temperament ausschimpfen. "Lyssie, wer ist dieser gruselige Typ mit dem struppigen Bart und den langen Haaren?" "Ich weiß nicht, vielleicht ein Müllsammler, der hierher gekommen ist, um sich zu erleichtern." "Oh, kein Wunder, dass er so heruntergekommen aussieht. Ein erwachsener Mann, der so lebt, ist wirklich beschämend!" An der Wand in der Ecke war Finneas sprachlos. Alyssa wollte nicht, dass Kelly so über ihren Bruder sprach, also fragte sie schnell: "Kelly, warum bist du heute hierher gekommen?" "Oh! Es ist einen Monat her, seit die Schule begonnen hat. Der Administrator hat mich gefragt, wann du dich anmelden wirst. Wenn du nicht bald gehst, wird die Schule es als freiwilligen Rückzug betrachten." Kelly sagte schnell. Alyssa biss sich auf die Lippe und antwortete nicht. "Ist es wegen der Studiengebühren?" Kelly sah sich im Raum um und sagte dann: "Du kannst einen Studienkredit beantragen! Wie auch immer, es ist nicht einfach, an die Jacaster University zu kommen. Willst du wirklich aufgeben?" "Ich will nicht aufgeben, aber ich kann meinen Antrag auf Studienkredit nicht genehmigt bekommen." Alyssa lächelte bitter. "Warum nicht?" "Weil meine Bestätigung des benachteiligten Hintergrunds nicht bestanden hat!" "Verdammung! Wie kann das fair sein? Wie können sie dich nicht als benachteiligt betrachten? Warum haben sie es nicht genehmigt? Das ist empörend!" Kelly sagte wütend. Alyssa trug einen bitteren Ausdruck und antwortete nicht. Sie wusste, dass selbst wenn sie es Kelly erzählte, es nicht helfen würde. Kelly kam aus einer gewöhnlichen Familie, und wenn sie sich mit diesen Leuten einließen, wären sie auch in Schwierigkeiten. Sie wollte nicht, dass Kelly das erlebte, was sie letzte Nacht durchgemacht hatte. Was das Anrufen der Polizei betrifft? Nachdem sie es gestern gemeldet hatte, kamen nachts zwei große Kerle, um sie zu entführen. Sie glaubte nicht, dass es ein Zufall war. "Is it because of the relocation? Do they want to force you to sell the land cheaply?" Kelly asked keenly in a low voice. Alyssa nodded silently. Kelly clenched her teeth in anger. "Dmn! These bstards only bully a girl. If you had a man in your family, they wouldn't dare bully you!" Hearing this, Alyssa felt a pang in her heart. The situation had become serious enough that even having a man in the family might not solve it. "Forget it! I don't plan to go to university anymore. It isn't worth it. I'm alone, so it's fine if I can get by. I'll just live each day as it comes." "No, if necessary, I'll talk to the administrator and ask the classmates to donate for you." "Kelly, I can't live off others forever! Besides, going to university isn't always a good thing. I plan to work and see the world." Alyssa forced a smile. Just then... Bang! The door was forcefully pushed open from the outside, and Finneas strode in. This scene stunned the two girls in the room. "No, Lyssie, you have to go to college. Don't worry about the money; I'll take care of it!" Finneas' face was dark with anger. He couldn't believe his sister was skipping university because of money! He was a powerful Golden Core cultivator and couldn't stand the thought of his sister not having money for school. His heart ached. If he hadn't eavesdropped, he wouldn't have known any of this! And the verification documents? Who was stopping them from being approved? How dare they bully Alyssa? They all deserve to die! At that moment, Finneas had an overwhelming urge to kill those who dared to bully Alyssa. "Are you insane? Trespassing into a private residence is illegal!" Kelly quickly shielded Alyssa behind her and glared at Finneas. "I'm Lyssie's brother!" Finneas replied calmly. "Brother?" Kelly looked skeptical and then turned to Alyssa for confirmation. Alyssa had just said he was a scavenger here to take a dump." "My brother died ten years ago. This guy must be some nutcase." Alyssa replied expressionlessly. "Did you hear that? You nutcase, leave now! Otherwise, I'll call the police. Don't think you can bully us just because we're two girls!" Kelly shouted. Finneas took a deep breath and slowly said, "Lyssie, whether you acknowledge me or not, you have to go to university. And Kelly, I'm going out to earn the tuition money now. I'll be back before dark. Take care of Lyssie for me. I'm afraid she might do something stupid." After saying this, Finneas turned and left, quickly disappearing from their sight. This scene left Kelly stunned, her face filled with confusion. Jacaster University's tuition is over five thousand a year. How can a man who can't even afford new clothes earn that in a few hours? "He must be crazy! I heard that insane people aren't held responsible for murder. Good thing he left voluntarily," Kelly said, patting her chest in relief. Alyssa felt conflicted and remained silent. She thought he had returned to fight for the relocation compensation, but now she wasn't so sure. Maybe he really did not have a choice back then. Should I accept if he brings back over five thousand for my tuition? Alyssa was lost in thought. Her eyes gradually lost focus, drifting into memories of her childhood. Kapitel 5 Hunderttausend, um Ihr Problem zu lösen Nachdem er zu Hause weggegangen war, rannte Finneas direkt zum Stadtzentrum von Jacaster. Mit seiner Geschwindigkeit war eine vierzig Kilometer lange Reise nur eine Frage von Minuten. Wenn er mit seinem Schwert flog, würde es nur eine Minute dauern, aber das Stadtzentrum war überfüllt, also entschied er sich, nicht zu fliegen. Was das Geldverdienen betrifft? Finneas hatte zahlreiche Möglichkeiten, es zu verdienen. Das Einrichten von Arrays, die Verfeinerung von Medikamenten, die Herstellung von Talismanen, die Behandlung von Krankheiten und die Geomantie waren alles in seinem Fachgebiet. Jeder dieser Bereiche könnte ein Vermögen einbringen. Nach einem kurzen Moment des Nachdenkens kam Finneas auf einem Markt in Nord-Jacaster an. Dieser Markt, bekannt als Jaskait Market, war nicht der größte in Jacaster, aber zweifellos der vielfältigste. Hier wurde alles verkauft, von täglichen Notwendigkeiten und Hausmitteln bis hin zu Gold, Silber, Schmuck, Antiquitäten und Smaragden. Man konnte sogar ein paar Wahrsager, Exorzisten und Geomantie-Kundige finden. Die chaotische und gemischte Zusammensetzung des Marktes machte ihn zu einem rechtsfreien Raum, in dem selbst der Stadtrat eine Einmischung vermied. Finneas fand einen leeren Platz, setzte sich mit gekreuzten Beinen hin und schrieb mit einem roten Ziegelstein auf den Boden: Vermiete mich für zwei Stunden: Meister aller Trades, Preis verhandelbar. Nachdem er sich eingerichtet hatte, schloss Finneas die Augen und wartete darauf, dass jemand in Not auf ihn zukam. Der belebte Markt verbreitete schnell die Nachricht über sein Angebot, und viele Leute kamen, um sich das anzusehen, aber niemand erkundigte sich weiter. Seine Behauptung, ein Meister aller Trades zu sein, war zu übertrieben. Selbst eine Gottheit würde es nicht wagen, eine so kühne Behauptung aufzustellen. Lügner! Sie nahmen an, er sei ein Betrüger. Die Leute umringten Finneas, zeigten auf ihn und diskutierten. Einige kamen, um ihn mit absurden Fragen zu verspotten wie: "Kannst du Impotenz heilen?" oder "Kannst du seine Länge um fünf Zentimeter vergrößern?" Finneas ignorierte diese offensichtlich spöttischen Anfragen. In der Zwischenzeit beobachtete eine Gruppe von Männern in einem schwarzen Hummer, der in der Nähe geparkt war, Finneas genau durch das Fenster. Einer von ihnen sprach zu einem Mann mittleren Alters auf dem Rücksitz. "Boss, dieser Kerl ist zu jung. Er blufft definitiv. Wir sollten woanders suchen. Wenn wir nicht bald eine Lösung finden, könnte es auf der Baustelle zu großen Problemen kommen." "Es ist nicht einfach, einen Experten für Exorzismus zu finden", seufzte der Mann mittleren Alters. Er war Cameron Wheeler, Vorsitzender eines großen Bauunternehmens in Jacaster. In letzter Zeit plagten seltsame Vorkommnisse die Baustelle seines Unternehmens. Arbeiter berichteten, nachts Kinder weinen zu hören, und diejenigen, die nachsahen, fanden nichts. Als die Arbeiter in ihre Unterkunft zurückkehrten, hallten die Geräusche des Weinens von draußen erneut wider. Letzte Nacht behauptete ein Arbeiter, als er auf die Toilette ging, einen Wiesel gesehen zu haben, der ihn anlächelte. Es fragte: "Junger Mann, sehe ich aus wie ein Mensch oder ein Unsterblicher?" Der Arbeiter hatte noch nie ein so seltsames Ereignis erlebt. Er wagte es überhaupt nicht zu antworten und floh direkt zurück in seine Unterkunft. Doch sobald er zurückkehrte, wurde er ernsthaft krank und konnte nicht aufstehen. Trotz des Krankenhausaufenthalts konnten sie nichts finden. Er lag immer noch im Krankenhaus. Verzweifelt führte Cameron persönlich ein Team zum Jaskait Market, um einen Experten zu finden. Sie fanden mehrere scheinbar mächtige Experten, aber alle stellten sich als Betrüger heraus. Cameron rieb sich frustriert die Schläfen. Das Projekt hatte einen Wert von über zwei Milliarden, mit einem potenziellen Gewinn von einer Milliarde für ihn. Verzögerungen kosteten ihn schwer. "Boss, ich habe gehört, es gibt einen Experten in Süd-Jacaster." "Dieser alte Kerl ist ein Betrüger. Ich weiß es besser als du." "Was sollen wir dann tun?" "Ich bezahle euch nicht, um mir Fragen zu stellen! Nutzlose Idioten!" Mit seinem feinen Gehör hatte Finneas das Gespräch im Hummer bereits mitgehört. Das brachte ihn auf eine Idee, und er rief: "Meister aller Trades, besonders geschickt im Exorzismus! Kommt zu mir, wenn ihr Hilfe braucht!" Danach begann er zusammenzupacken und tat so, als würde er gehen. In diesem Moment stürzte ein Mann mittleren Alters aus dem Hummer und rief: "Junger Mann, warte!" Erwischt! Finneas lächelte spöttisch und hielt inne, um den Mann zu prüfen. Der Mann hatte ein quadratisches Gesicht und dicke Augenbrauen, strahlte eine Aura der Autorität aus - wahrscheinlich jemand aus der Unterwelt oder von hohem gesellschaftlichen Stand. Er war auf jeden Fall keine gewöhnliche Person. Am wichtigsten war, dass eine dunkle Aura den Mann umgab, was zeigte, dass er einer unmittelbaren Gefahr gegenüberstand. Es war ein Zeichen, das nur für jemanden mit Finneas' spiritueller Sicht sichtbar war. "Lassen Sie mich mich vorstellen. Ich bin Cameron Wheeler und ich -" "Ich habe nur begrenzte Zeit. Kommen Sie zur Sache." Finneas benahm sich wie ein arroganter Experte. Cameron betrachtete Finneas und erklärte dann die Situation auf der Baustelle. "Wo befindet sich Ihre Baustelle?" "Sie liegt ungefähr fünfzig Kilometer von den östlichen Vororten entfernt, am Fuße des Mount Riveria", antwortete Cameron. Nachdem Finneas das gehört hatte, hatte er eine grobe Vorstellung. Sie befanden sich im modernen Zeitalter, aber spirituelle Energie existierte immer noch, was zur Geburt von Dämonen führte. Die Arbeiter hatten wahrscheinlich einen schelmischen Wiesel getroffen, der nach Unsterblichkeit strebte. Dies bedeutete nicht, dass der Wiesel wirklich kurz davor stand, unsterblich zu werden. Vielmehr hatte es eine beträchtliche Zeit gelebt und spirituelle Intelligenz entwickelt. Daher griff es zu unkonventionellen Methoden, um seine Urbedürfnisse zu befriedigen. Solche Kreaturen würden vor Finneas erschreckt sein. Dennoch fragte er absichtlich: "Es gibt viele Experten auf diesem Markt. Warum kommen Sie zu mir?" "Vergessen Sie es. Sie sind alle Scharlatane, die hier nach Ruhm fischen", antwortete Cameron kalt und fuhr fort: "Ich verstehe, was Sie meinen. Wenn Sie damit umgehen können, werde ich Ihnen zwanzigtausend bezahlen." Finneas sah Cameron direkt an und sagte ruhig: "Mr. Wheeler, das ist keine einfache Angelegenheit. Es ist überaus ernst! Verzeihen Sie mir die Direktheit, aber wenn diese Situation nicht bald gelöst wird, werden Ihre Baustelle und sogar Sie selbst in Gefahr geraten. Haben Sie in letzter Zeit schlecht geschlafen?" Camerons Herz setzte einen Schlag aus. Er wusste, dass die Situation ernst war. Die Baustelle war seit Tagen geschlossen und kostete ihn täglich Zehntausende. Wenn diese Situation weitergehen würde, würde er enorme Verluste erleiden. Außerdem fühlte er sich in letzter Zeit nachts beobachtet. Aber wenn er das Licht einschaltete, war nichts in der Nähe. Das machte ihn ängstlich. Cameron zweifelte zunächst an Finneas. Er war verzweifelt und bereit, alles zu versuchen. Nachdem er Finneas' Worte gehört hatte, war er voller Schock. Ist dieser Pokerface-Mann ein echter Experte? "Junger Mann, was schlagen Sie vor?" "Erhöhen Sie den Preis." Cameron sah Finneas an. Anstatt wütend zu sein, war er überraschend erfreut. Die Forderung nach mehr Geld deutete auf Selbstvertrauen hin. "Wie viel?" "Hunderttausend. Ich garantiere, Ihr Problem zu lösen!" antwortete Finneas ruhig.	LEARN_MORE	https://page.tapon.com/h5-book-share-custom4.html?	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2,766,547	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2025-03-03 18:49	active	2790	ParaVenture 2025 \| Own Your Path	Show Your Support For Autism! 💚 Get Your Tickets for ParaVenture Today‼️🎟️ 🚨Paranormal Fan Not Required - But You May Become One 😏 Virtual Paracon to watch from home on Saturday 4.5.25or and any time after that date with Stream Beacon TV 🎟️ https://www.ownyourpath.net/s-projects-basic OR join our live audience in Bay City, Michigan at State Theatre https://www.simpletix.com/e/paraventure-tickets-201032 BIG Giveaways for VIP Ticketholders and much more!! #PARAVENTURE	BOOK_TRAVEL	https://www.ownyourpath.net/s-projects-basic	Kelly Haapala	https://www.facebook.com/kelly.haapala/	499	1969-12-31 18:00	Book now	ownyourpath.net	IMAGE	ParaVenture is a virtual Paranormal Convention/Paracon taking place on Saturday, April 5, 2025 from 9am to 8pm EST. Proceeds will go to Autism Support of Michigan.	https://www.ownyourpath.net/s-projects-basic	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/482204089_1354028412455744_230527234003992198_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=LgvLDJLFUcwQ7kNvgGJF3T7&_nc_oc=AdjsrZmQ4-EsZ29qyPa6aT1KLuAFOdkSXV4smsSH7SonUWWuPxoRhu_6oEb-d_Ym0zKEwmkq-8O58mxGowbAKFUr&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AaVTl3arWYGEbu35Vi0mCeD&oh=00_AYBBZGoP_bdaHdqMpbqOenCjHkqdwCwPCiIlWDMcZDjq3g&oe=67CC2430	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Kelly Haapala	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,766,711	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2767240}'	No	2025-03-03 18:50	active	2790	❤️😍O que acontece a seguir👉Clique aqui para continuar lendo👉	A Kelly, minha prima, roupou meu namorado Cláudio, quem eu namorava há 4 anos. Ele foi meu primeiro namorado, e os encontrei na minha cama! E agora, eles vão se casar... - Você vai ao casamento da sua prima, Catarina. Isso é uma ordem! Nós somos os seus pais e você vai obedecer. – Minha mãe falava brava comigo, como se eu fosse a errada nessa situação. - Ah, mãe! Me poupe e se poupe! A cidade inteira sabe que a Kelly é uma vadia... – Perdi a paciência. - CHEGA, CATARINA! – Meu pai gritou e me assustou. – Você vai a esse casamento e ponto final. - Mas, pai... - Não quero saber, Catarina! É importante pra sua mãe manter a paz na família. Então você vai e pronto. – Meu pai falou não dando margem para questionamentos. Fui para o meu quarto e passei a noite chorando. No dia seguinte contei tudo para a Melissa, que não perdeu tempo, arrumou os convites para um baile de máscaras...... No baile, um homem com uma máscara preta sorrindo pra mim. Ele beijou minha mão e me puxou para perto dizendo no meu ouvido com uma voz rouca: - A mulher mais linda do salão não vai me negar uma dança, vai? - Acho que preciso de um pouco de ar. - Vem comigo. - Ele me puxou para um corredor sem iluminação que dava para uma saída de emergência e ficou assoprando o meu rosto. – Eu quero muito te beijar. Posso? – Eu fiz que sim com a cabeça. Ele olhou nos meus olhos, segurou a minha nuca e nossos lábios se encontraram, começou lento, mas foi se aprofundando, ele me encostou na parede e o beijo se intensificou ainda mais, quase nos roubando o fôlego, quando ele interrompeu o beijo para respirarmos, nos olhamos nos olhos, foi como jogar gasolina no fogo, ele passou a mão pela minha cintura, desceu até minha coxa e puxou minha perna para sua cintura. Eu já estava completamente entregue nesse momento, sentindo seu corpo contra o meu, eu fiquei louca de tesão e o puxei para mais perto envolvendo sua cintura com minha perna. - Você beija bem! – Sorri pra ele e senti meu corpo todo se arrepiar. – Ah, linda, você é incrível, eu quero muito você, aqui, agora! – ele disse entre beijos e enfiou a mão sob o meu vestido o puxando pra cima e chegando a minha calcinha. Eu estava em chamas quando ele enfiou a mão dentro da minha calcinha e gemeu. – Ah! Que delícia! Tão quente, tão molhadinha! – Disse e me beijou com mais força, enquanto abria o zíper da sua calça. Com um movimento rápido, de quem já tinha feito aquilo antes, ele rasgou minha calcinha e acariciou minha entrada, como se pedisse permissão. Olhou nos meus olhos de novo e me perguntou: - O que você quer que eu faça? - Eu quero que você esteja dentro de mim agora! – Respondi sem nenhum pudor, eu já estava arfando de tanto tesão. Eu não resisti aqueles olhos e aquela voz rouca. Eu nunca fui assim, normalmente eu teria me desvencilhado dele no momento em que me puxou pela mão, mas aquela noite eu havia prometido a mim mesma que iria me divertir e se aparecesse alguém interessante eu viveria o momento. E era o que eu estava fazendo, vivendo aquele momento. Ao me ouvir, ele foi entrando em mim devagar, observando eu encostar minha cabeça na parede e aproveitar cada centímetro dele, e ele era enorme. Ele aproveitou para espalhar beijos pelo meu pescoço. Quando acabou de entrar ele parou e falou entre beijos no meu ouvido: - Agora eu vou me mexer. – E começou a sair, só pra entrar de novo com toda força dessa vez, e foi uma delícia, eu estava completamente entregue e enlouquecida com os movimentos dele que entrava e saia de mim freneticamente. Nos descontrolamos e nos entregamos totalmente, como se não tivesse nada ao nosso redor, eu senti uma névoa em meus olhos e o climax começando a se formar e gemi baixinho no ouvido dele, nesse momento parece que ele enlouqueceu, puxou minha outra perna para sua cintura e eu o entrelacei. Me beijando intensamente ele entrava e saia com mais força ainda em mim, era o paraíso na terra. Eu gozei gemendo na boca dele e foi um climax incrível, mas ele continuou o movimento e logo outro climax se formou, e gozei novamente, um climax ainda maior que o anterior que me deixou sem fôlego, enquanto eu gozava ele me disse baixinho que estava no limite me sentindo pulsar ao seu redor, logo eu senti o gozo dele quente dentro de mim. Ficamos ali encostados naquela parede, totalmente sem fôlego, a testa dele encostada a minha. Enquanto me beijava, ele começou a sair de mim e eu estava completamente bem comida, como diria a Melissa. Eu sorri e ele me olhou, me deu um selinho e disse: - Você é realmente incrível! Gentilmente ele baixou minhas pernas até meus pés tocarem o chão, colocou o meu vestido em ordem, arrumou sua calça e me abraçou. Isso foi tão íntimo, tão afetuoso, apesar da loucura daquele encontro e da ferocidade com que nos entregamos, ele ainda era cuidadoso comigo. Eu nunca tinha tido uma relação tão maravilhosa, mas eu só tinha transado com meu ex até então. E meu ex nunca tinha se preocupado em me abraçar depois, nem se preocupava com meu prazer, para ele a coisa se resumia a entrar e sair até ele estar satisfeito, então, o fato de um homem se preocupar comigo, com meu prazer, cuidar de mim, foi novidade, e uma novidade incrível. Ele me deu um beijo no pescoço e perguntou no meu ouvido: - Então, linda, eu ainda não sei o seu nome. Quando eu ia abrir a boca pra falar, ele puxou o celular do bolso e me pediu um minuto para atender. - O que você disse? – Nesse momento aquele estranho saiu correndo como se tivesse se esquecido de mim, ou como se só estivesse fugindo da rapariga que comeu rapidinho na festa. Voltei pra mesa. - Vocês usaram camisinha, né? Meu coração disparou! A gente não usou preservativo. Ela já foi logo me acalmando: - Não, Cat, calma. Com certeza não vai dar nada. Mas você deve fazer uns exames para garantir que está tudo bem. Não surta! Na data marcada Mel foi comigo ao médico. Com a lista de exames nas mãos ela mesma marcou o laboratório e fez questão de me acompanhar. Os resultados saíram cinco dias depois e eu voltei ao médico. Claro que a Mel estava comigo. O médico verificou os resultados e me olhou nos olhos: - Srta. Catarina, sua saúde está ótima. Você está saudável. Mas, daqui pra frente terá que se cuidar melhor. Eu respirei aliviada Ele continuou falando: - Parabéns, você está grávida! Eu não ouvi mais nada, só o sangue pulsando em meus ouvidos...	LEARN_MORE	https://alplk.com/market/buenovela/3?lpid=17914&ut	Casa dos livros	https://www.facebook.com/61558148557550/	25,332	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	alplk.com	VIDEO	🔥Mais grandes romances aqui🔥	https://alplk.com/market/buenovela/3?lpid=17914&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}&placement={{placement}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481097759_1332876524521600_3911973807904150419_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=B1zQJ6xNFo4Q7kNvgGS7zkc&_nc_oc=Adi83qXwXRvLD5tLvNmCdlzMpjBwNLpM5CNIh_ACziAh2VLgBfuOp-sBJyCLBAgeler7noEr0nxJSac1X1JnV1Bq&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ATQ7gquP44wwVjEcFMurHsy&oh=00_AYCzODN8S9jdk9BZTWnY2Ad4Wz7OePBvtPqrZ04C3OeiLg&oe=67CC2593	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Casa dos livros	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete

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