ログインPOV: LorenaI stood in front of Victor's large house with mixed feelings. This house used to feel like a second home to me, a place where I spent time with Damian, where I celebrated holidays, where I felt like I was part of the family. But now, this house felt foreign and cold.I took a deep breath, trying to gather my courage. Julian didn't know I came here. I didn't tell him because I knew he would forbid me. But I had to do this, for Julian, for our family, to try to fix what could be fixed.I pressed the doorbell, and after a moment, a maid opened the door. The woman looked at me with an uncertain expression."Mrs. Lorena?" she asked, a little surprised. "Does Mr. Victor know you're coming?""No, but I need to talk to him. Please tell him I'm here."The maid nodded and walked inside, leaving me at the doorstep. I waited with my heart pounding, unsure of what would happen next.A few minutes later, Victor appeared at the door. His face was hard, his eyes cold, and his expression s
POV: LorenaThe morning after that passionate night, I woke up with a smile on my face. My body felt sore in places, but it was a pleasant kind of pain, a reminder of Julian's intense love. I turned, looking for my husband's figure beside me, but the bed was empty.I heard Julian's voice from the bathroom, and I smiled. I stretched, enjoying the sensation of muscles still remembering last night's activities. Then I heard something that made my smile disappear immediately.Julian's voice was talking on the phone, and his tone was tense, very tense."I don't care what Victor says, Clara. He's wrong. Damian committed a crime, and he has to take responsibility." There was a pause, then Julian continued, "I know Victor is angry. But that's not my fault. I didn't imprison Damian, I just reported the crime he committed. The law imprisoned him."I sat up in bed, listening carefully. My heart pounded. Victor was cutting ties with Julian? I knew their previous argument had been tense, but I did
POV: Lorena"Aaahhh...! Damn it, Julian...!" I screamed as he thrust deeper from behind. "Oh God...! Right there...! Don't stop, you bastard...!"Julian laughed low, his hoarse voice making me even more aroused. "You like that, don't you, you bitch?" he whispered in my ear, his hand reaching for my hair and pulling it gently but firmly. "You like it when I fuck you from behind like this?""Yes...! Hell yes...!" I could barely speak, every thrust making me lose my mind. "Fuck me...! Fuck me harder, you bastard...!"Julian fulfilled my request, his movements becoming faster and more brutal. I felt every inch of him inside me, filling the emptiness I had been feeling. I had never felt so alive, so complete."You're so wet," he hissed, his hand squeezing my ass hard. "I can feel how much you want me. How much you need me.""I need you...!" I cried out, my body starting to shake violently. "I always need you, Julian...! I'm nothing without you...!""You are everything to me," he whispered,
POV: LorenaAfter William fell into a deep sleep in his room with the nanny watching over him, Julian and I finally had some time for ourselves. We stood in the master bedroom, the room's lamp only dimly lit, creating a warm and intimate atmosphere.Julian stood in front of me, his eyes looking at me with desire. I could feel the tension in the air, something we hadn't felt in a long time. After all the chaos with Damian, after all the family drama, we both needed this, a moment to reconnect, to remind each other why we fell in love."You look so beautiful tonight," Julian whispered, his hand reaching for my waist and pulling me closer. "I never get tired of looking at you.""You always say that.""Because it's always true." Julian leaned down, kissing my neck gently. I drew a sharp breath, feeling the sensation spread through my body.His hand moved to my back, finding the zipper of my dress. Slowly, he pulled it down, and the dress fell to the floor, leaving me only in my underwear.
POV: LorenaThree weeks had passed since Damian was arrested. News of his arrest still graced the front pages of newspapers and became a hot topic on social media. I tried to avoid all of it, but it was hard to ignore when every time I opened my phone, there was a notification about the latest developments in Damian's case.But today was different. Today, I didn't want to think about Damian or all the chaos he had caused. Today, I just wanted to enjoy time with Julian and William."Are you ready?" Julian stood at the bedroom doorway, wearing a casual white shirt and cream-colored trousers. He looked different from usual, more relaxed, more at ease.I looked at him from the mirror, still adjusting the yellow summer dress I was wearing."Almost ready. Is William ready?""Yes. He's in his car seat, ready for his first adventure to the beach."I smiled, feeling a joy I hadn't felt in a long time. Julian had decided we needed a short vacation, just one day at the beach, away from the hustl
POV: LorenaI spent the rest of that morning holding William, pacing around the mansion that felt too big for the two of us. Every corner of this house felt empty without Julian in it. I was used to his presence, his voice echoing through the hallways, his warm laugh, the way he would hug me from behind when I was cooking.But today, this house felt like a cold museum.William was fussy all morning. Maybe he could feel my restlessness, or maybe he was just hungry. I fed him and changed his diaper, but he kept crying. Finally, I put him in the rocking chair in the living room, sat beside him, and started singing the lullaby Julian usually sang for him.I'll protect you, child.Under the moonlight.Father and mother by your side.Forever until we're old.William began to calm down hearing my voice, and I smiled. I was always amazed by the power of that simple song, how words sung with love could soothe my little baby.In the middle of that silence, my phone buzzed on the table. I reache
Lorena's POV"You're fat and infertile. Those are the two reasons I want to divorce you."The words left Diego Mendoza's lips without the slightest burden.Meanwhile, I was still standing in the living room, my body wrapped in maroon silk lingerie. I had deliberately bought it earlier that afternoo
Two weeks later.The courthouse stood tall with its classic European-style architecture. Its white marble pillars seemed to have witnessed thousands of divorces within its walls. Today, another one would be added to that long list.My divorce.Today I wore a simple black dress. Not too tight, not t
I could barely feel my feet touching the ground as I walked out of the Mendoza Corporation building. My head was still spinning, replaying every word that had come out of Julian's mouth."You're not ugly, Lorena. I'm one of the men who likes curvy women."What did he mean by that?Impossible.He wa
The Mendoza Corporation building towered over the city's main business district. I stood in the magnificent lobby with mixed emotions. Nervous, afraid, embarrassed, but also desperate because I had no other choice.I didn't come to see Diego.I came to see his uncle.Julian Mendoza.I had only seen







