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Neveah Aurora North:

'Do you think this will be enough?' I ask, looking at Celine and Cataleya. They helped me make breakfast for Tiago, since I'm a fool and burn everything I make.

'It's enough, right?' Leya asks, turning to Celine. She chuckles and nods, grabbing the plate with waffles for the others. 'It's more than enough, trust me. Go bring it to him. We'll be here.'

I nod and grab the tray we made and head to our room, hoping that he's still in there.

I mean, I woke up at six just to make sure he would still be asleep, so he better be.

I slowly open the door without dropping a thing and close it behind me. Tiago's back is facing me, and I slowly walk over to the bed. I place the tray on the bed and head to the window, so I can open the curtains a little, before waking him up.

The sun is out, shining bright for some reason. Good. At least that way we won't get soaked by the rain when we go through the city.

Tiago groans and slowly opens his eyes, pulling me onto the bed, right on top of him. 'Tiago, you can't just-' 'I can, it's my birthday.' He murmurs before pressing his lips on mine. I smile against him, pulling him up so that he's sitting, with me on his lap.

'Happy birthday Tiago.' I chime, leaning back so I can look at him. He smiles and kisses me, before yawning. 'I heard you had something planned for today?' I nod and grab the tray with food, forcing him to eat at least some of it before we go out.

'We're going to the city, there's this spa I want to go to so you're coming with me, and after that, we could go back home and watch a movie or something?' He nods and shoves a grape into my mouth, forcing me to eat something even though I already ate half of the waffles earlier.

'That's good with me, but we should first do something else.' He smirks, placing the tray on the nightstand on his side. I tilt my head a little and smile at him. 'And what do you suggest we do first?'

'Make more of a mess in this room.' He whispers as he starts trailing his lips down my neck. 'You look good by the way.' 'Thank you.'

I'm wearing a skirt with a loose sweater on top. Nothing special, but still. 'And, we're not making a mess of our room.' I push him back and climb off of him, straightening my skirt before smiling at him.

'Maybe later on. Right now you have to go get ready. I'll be waiting in the kitchen.' He sighs and slowly climbs out of bed, showing his completely naked body as I head to the kitchen.

The urge to push him back on the bed and do as he suggests is high, but I can't ruin it today. We have to be at the spa in less than an hour, so he better hurry up.

'I honestly thought you two were going to fuck first.' Leya states as she turns towards the fridge. I roll my eyes and walk over to her, smiling like crazy. 'They'll fuck in the sauna or something.'

Leya's eyes widen at Celine's words, but she's not wrong. We just might.

'Please don't, other people have to use it after you!' Leya begs, but I simply shrug. 'They'll clean it up afterward.' 'Oh god!'

'Good morning everyone!' Marco shouts as he walks into the kitchen. He looks at the pile of waffles and grabs one, chewing on it before smiling at us.

I turn back to Celine and Leya. Brandon decided to stay in today, and since Celine has to work and Cataleya wants to study for the test, it'll be just me and Tiago. 'When will Leon be ready?'

'I already am.' We turn to the door and see Tiago standing there. 'Happy birthday Leon!' Celine, Leya, and Marco shout in unison.

Tiago smiles, thanking them, and heads over to me, wrapping his arms around me tightly. 'You really didn't have to make that much food.' He whispers in my hair, sending shivers down my spine.

'Did you finish all of it?' He nods and turns to the others. 'Thank you all for doing this, I know Neveah didn't do this on her own. So thank you, ladies.'

I roll my eyes while Celine and Leya giggle, before taking a seat on the table. Everyone eats a few waffles and before I know it, it's time for us to head out.

'Fratello!' Rio strides into the kitchen and smiles at Tiago, 'Happy birthday Leonardo.' 'Thanks, Adriano. I didn't think you would remember.' He jokes, smiling at his cousin.

'You're getting old.' Rio jokes, poking Tiago in his arm. Tiago rolls his eyes and turns back to the table. 'Okay, we should go. Don't want to be late.'

'Tell me how that spa shit goes, I might go myself.' Rio groans, more talking to Tiago than to me.

'You? Going to a spa? Since when?'

Rio rolls his eyes and tilts his head to Cataleya, before groaning again.

'My back is hurting like crazy and-' 'It's not my fault you decided to sleep on the couch.' Cataleya laughs, making him furrow his brows at her.

'You were the one who didn't want to sleep on the couch.'

'Because I have no trouble sharing a bed with you. It's you who's acting like it's poisonous or something.' She chimes, finishing her waffle.

'Watch your tone with me, Valentina.' Rio's voice turns dark, making me wonder what the hell happened between them last night.

Leya told me about her wanting to take the lead, but that's all I know. And by the looks of it, it worked? Maybe? Kinda?

I have to ask her about it later. If we have time today.

'What? It's the truth.'

Rio turns towards her and slowly steps closer. 'Keep complaining and I'll fucking tie you to that couch.' What did he just-

Tiago pulls me from my chair and runs out of the room, allowing them to do whatever it is they have in mind.

I almost puke at the thought of Rio doing anything to her, but oh well. They did a lot of things already, and I'm certain this won't be their last time.

Tiago drives to the spa and sighs deeply. 'You know, spa's really aren't my thing.'

I roll my eyes and pull him after me since he seems to be really hesitant about going in. 'Trust me, you'll like it.'

We get in and go to the private space I reserved for us. The calming background music instantly does its job as we head to the dressing rooms. We have to split up, making me wonder if he'll even undress at all.

'Neveah?' I hear him from my side of the glass. 'Yes?' 'Are we supposed to go naked?' He asks nervously, making me laugh a little.

'Yes.' I chime, undressing myself. I place my clothes into the little wooden closet, before turning to the room. There's a bathtub, a separate steam room, a pool, a mudbath, and some massage tables. Oh, I really wanted to do this...

'Are we alone?' 'No, there are going to be a bunch of men lurking around.' I joke, hearing him inhale sharply. He bursts out of his stall and glances around the room, looking for the naked men, before turning back to me.

'Good one.' He sighs, stepping back a little. He takes it all in. Not the room, not all there is to do in here, but me. He takes me all in.

His eyes glide down my body, making a wave of heat rush through me. 'Have you never been to a spa before?'

'Once, when I was little. Let's just say I didn't like it back then.' He slowly steps closer, pulling me against his chest. 'I hope you'll like it now.' 'Oh, I know I will.' He smirks, pulling me up so he can kiss me.

I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him towards the showers. That's the first step, showering.

The water is cold as it touches my skin, adding to the touch of our skin touching one another. After a few seconds, he pulls me away from the showers. 'It's way too cold.'

I giggle and pull him towards the pool, pushing him in before I climb in myself. The water is warm, making it easy to climb in, in one motion.

He swims towards me and pulls me closer again, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist as he sits on the little steps.

'You did this on purpose didn't you?' I tilt my head a little, moving my lips to his neck. 'Maybe I did.'

He groans and places his hands on my waist, gently moving me up and down on his lap. 'I don't mind.' He whispers, pulling me up one more time.

He's hard and ready for whatever comes next, making me grind on him a bit more. 'Good to know.'

'Good to know indeed.' And then it happens. He slowly lowers me on top of him, making sure he enters me in one stroke, without ripping me in two.

'I will never get enough of this.' He moans, pulling me up and down on him. I arch into him, pressing my chest against his, and feel my nipples become hard. Fuck. The friction of his chest against mine and his dick inside of me is absolutely insane.

'Keep going Neveah.' Even if he begged me to stop, I wouldn't. I couldn't. This is too addicting. 'Don't you dare stop.' Oh god no!

Our bodies melt into each other, almost becoming one, as we look into each other's eyes. It doesn't take long for both of us to reach our limit, as we explode into each other, not caring about the others in the building at all.

'We're going to use every single thing in here.' He breathes, trying to catch his breath. My eyes widen from shock, sure normally we have a lot of sex, but every single thing means at least five times. Plus how the fuck does he want to have sex in a mudbath.

'How-' 'I don't care.' He lifts me out of the pool, heading to the sauna first. 'But we will.'

And magically, we do. We have sex in the sauna, two rounds, after that a little break because I can't go that many rounds in a row, after that we head to the hot tub, going for another round.

We do all of them, except for the mudbath, since there's no way we'll be able to do anything in there.

And by the end of it, I'm exhausted. And so is he. So we take a quick shower and put on our clothes, before heading back to the house. It's already getting dark outside, making me smile a little.

We've been in there for over eight hours or something.

When we get back to the house, everyone is sitting in the dining room, staring at the person at the head of the table. Rio.

'Everything okay?' Tiago asks, helping me to one of the chairs. My legs gave up after the fifth round or something.

'What happened?' Celine has tears in her eyes, and so does Cataleya. But Celine already cried, her eyes are a little red and her mascara is smudged. 'Are you-' 'We have a problem.' Rio states, placing a letter on the table.

Tiago strides over to him and grabs the paper, quickly reading it before turning to Celine with wide eyes.

'What does it say?' I ask curiously. By the looks of it, it's something bad. But I don't know what it might be. 'Are you sick? Are you dying?'

'Monica Santos wants to buy her.' Marco interferes before I start panicking. What? 'Why?'

'Her son has taken a certain interest in her.' Tiago sneers, looking at the letter again. 'Just decline.'

Rio scoffs and empties his glass, before throwing it back on the table. 'She'll stop dealing with us if I decline.' So?

'I think Celine's life is worth a lot more than some stupid deals with Santos.' I sneer, making Rio look at me. There's a spark in his eyes. A desperate spark that needs to grow into a fucking fire. A fire that will burn me whole. But he's not there yet.

'It's not just some stupid deal, North. We're talking about millions of shipments coming through Spain.' He fumes, pouring himself another drink. 'Wait, you're not-' 'I am.'

He's seriously thinking about selling Celine. His doctor. His fucking friend. 'You can't do that!' Cataleya shouts at him, starting the fire. He empties his glass, in one shot, and throws it around the room, before jumping up from his chair. 'I can and if I have to, I will!'

Everyone in the room goes silent. Everyone but one person. Celine.

She jumps up and runs out of the room, somehow excepting her fate. 'You are not going to sell Celine like some property!' Leya shouts before running after her. Kai, who seems to be angrier than ever before, glares at Rio, muttering something, before running after them as well.

'When did you get this?' 'She came by earlier, handed it in herself.' She was here? 'She wanted to see you, congratulate you on your birthday. But you weren't here.'

'Rafael, don't tell me you're really thinking about selling her?' Rio sighs deeply and shrugs as if he doesn't have any other options. 'You monster!'

'It's not like we have a choice, Santos is an ally and I would like to keep it that way.'

'Let me talk to her, maybe I can convince her.' Tiago states, trying to convince his cousin of this outrageous settlement. 'It's not her decision. It's Luca's. And I don't think you'll be able to convince him, will you?' Luca?

'She'll convince him if I talk to her.' The desperation is clear in Tiago's voice, but Rio simply throws it to the side, not caring about the fact that it's his friend we're talking about here.

A friend that has been with him for five years. Five long-ass years. A friend that helped him with almost everything he needed, a friend that risked her life for him. A friend that trusted him more than anyone else in the world. Her savior.

'She won't. He won't. She gave me forty-eight hours to decide, she said she'll talk to Luca about some changes, but she was pretty clear in her orders.' He groans, leaning on the table a little. 'You can't do this to her, not after everything she did for you.' 'I have no choice.'

I can't believe my ears. He's seriously going to sell Celine. Just like that. Just like she's nothing but a piece of shit. 'You're a curse.'

He furrows his brow at me, grinning like crazy. 'Better watch out then before I sell you too.'

The fact that he's already joking about this, is sickening. And I'm not the only one who thinks about it that way. Even Marco is cringing because of what Rio just said.

'You sick-' Tiago pulls me away from Rio, before throwing me over his shoulder. 'Put me down, I'm going to fucking kill him!'

I hit and kick at the man I love, but he doesn't budge. He simply carries me out of the room, towards the garden, where he puts me back onto the ground again.

'Why the fuck-' He silences me by pressing his lips against mine. It's not what I need right now, but I can't stop him. I don't want to stop him.

His hands wrap around my body and pull me closer, almost making us fall by the strong pull.

I want to lash out at him, I want to tell him to stop, but I can't. All my thoughts seem to melt away when he's touching me. When he's kissing me.

'Are you done?' He asks out of breath, smirking like the idiot he is.

'No, I-' His lips crash onto mine again, not giving me time to respond as he lifts me up and carries me to the little house in the garden, behind the trees, without breaking the kiss.

He opens the door without putting me down and closes it behind us.

'Tia-' I try, but it's no use. There's no way out of this. I don't want to get out of this.

He slowly places me on the ground and smirks. 'Sit down.' I drop onto the bed-like thing, eager to see what he might do. 'I love how desperate you look right now.'

'Tiago I swear to god, if you-' He lunges towards me, grasping both of my wrists with one hand as the other presses me flat on the bed. 'Do you want me to continue?'

His voice is deep and husky, sending me into overdrive. Just the sound of his voice is enough to make the river between my legs flow again.

'Now.' He groans, pressing my hands above my head. 'Keep your arms up cara.'

His lips crash onto mine and I immediately lower my arms to his head, letting my fingers flow through his hair. It's impossible for me to not touch him if nothing is holding me back.

'Arms up cara.' He groans, pinning my wrists above my head again. He moves his face towards my neck, sending me over the edge even more.

It takes every cell in my body to not rush my hands through his hair, but for some reason, I'm able to contain myself.

'That's it, keep them crossed above your head, okay?' I nod, unable to say anything. He smirks and slowly pulls my sweater over my head. I wish he would just wrap it around my wrists, helping me a little with his wish.

His hands swiftly move to my back as he unhinges my bra and throws it to the other side of the room.

I smile and press my lips against his, feeling my sensitive nipples grind against the fabric of his shirt. It's the weirdest feeling ever. It feels amazing, but I know there's something better.

As if I won, but I didn't get first place. I got second. I want more. I want more of him against my skin. I want to win.

'You'll keep them there right?' I nod and lean forward, wanting to kiss him again, but he pushes me back. 'Stay still cara.'

'Tiago I-' 'I know cara, I know. Just wait. You'll enjoy it.' He steps back, leaving me like a total mess.

It's annoying that he does this again. He does this all the time. He teases the fuck out of me and pulls away, leaving me like a mess.

But then I remind myself of something. Every time he does this, leaving me all open and displayed for the world to see, he awards me in the best way possible. He let me explode in ways I didn't know were possible.

That doesn't mean I don't want him to do it faster by just doing it straight away.

He walks back into the room with a burning candle in his hand. I sit up straight and stare at him.

'What are you-' 'Lay down.' He demands, making me gulp before doing as he says. Is he going to-

He places the candle next to the bed, onto a little cupboard.

'Do you trust me?' He whispers against my lips, making all the doubt I just had fade away.

I nod and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him on top of me so that he knows that I'm willing to try.

'I trust you Tiago.' I whisper before pressing my lips on his softly. It's a tender, sweet kiss. Nothing like the hot and intense kisses we always have.

'You know what to say if you want me to stop, right?' I nod again and feel his hands slither to my wrist, pinching them to the mattress again.

'Good.' He groans before letting go of me. His eyes are pierced to me as he leans back, reaching for the candle. 'Stay still...' He groans, slowly hovering the candle above my stomach.

I take a deep breath and try to stay still, not wanting to ruin this moment. He's enjoying this without even doing anything yet. God...

The way he looks at the candle, the way he looks at me, the way he seems to enjoy this, is making me enjoy it even more.

'Do it.' I mumble, trying to stay as still as possible.

He slowly tilts the candle, letting the hot wax drip onto my stomach. It burns, but it's not as bad as I thought it would be.

I hiss at the sensation and lower my arms, making him stop immediately. 'What did I-'

I force my arms back up and hold onto the sheets tightly, trying to see if that'll help.

'Continue.' His lips curl up as he notices my frenzy to this. His eyes light up, driving me insane again. 'Please Tiago..'

He presses his lips against mine, slowly pulling back again. I want to lean up and kiss him again, but I want him to continue as well.

He moves the candles up, towards my chest, and stares at me for a second. 'This might-' 'Do it.'

He takes a deep breath, embracing himself for what might happen. I watch as he tilts the candle again, making the wax drip right onto my nipples, making me moan out of a mixture of feelings.

Pain and pleasure.

'Fuck Neveah...' Oh god. A mixture of pain, pleasure, and his voice is just too much all at once. 'Tiago.' I moan, wanting to feel him touch me again.

I lower my hands, making him stare into my eyes warningly. I slowly grasp onto the sheets again as he continues to pour wax onto my other nipple, making me moan and arch up from the bed just a little.

'Stay still cara... You're doing perfect- fuck.' I watch as he lowers his hand towards his growing bulge, making me want him even more.

'Tiago please...' I beg, not giving a shit anymore. I want him to slam himself into me. I want him to disable me for the rest of the day. I want him to fuck me.

'What is it, cara?' He whispers, leaning closer to my ear again. 'I want to feel you.' I moan, pressing my face against his arm.

He takes a deep breath, counting the last seconds before he explodes himself.

'Do it. Grab me.' I stare into his eyes as he nods at me, slowly pulling down his trousers.

My hand travels to his waist, gracing his hot skin. The heat is driving me absolutely insane.

'Neveah,' He moans, the most amazing sound he ever made. Fucking hell... 'Stop looking at me like that or I'll come right now.' He groans, forcing my face the other way, making me giggle a little.

'But I want you to-' Before I can finish, he presses his lips against mine again, making me hum into him.

'I'll fill you up if you keep going like that.' He murmurs as he lowers his lips to my neck again. 'Maybe that's exactly what I want.'

I moan, pulling him up to stare into my eyes. I've told him before, I want to have kids with him. I want him to fill me up.

His eyes widen as he slowly pours a little more wax onto me, making me flinch because I didn't see it coming.

'You shouldn't have said that.' He groans, swiftly turning me around. The wax on my chest has already dried and I watch as he places the candle on the cupboard again.

'Take off your skirt, now.' I do as he demands, and wait for his next, but he simply takes a shaky breath. He's debating what he should do with me.

'Fucking hell.' He growls, before reaching for the candle again. 'You are driving me absolutely insane cara.'

I groan at the lack of touch and press my ass up a little more, making him grunt as he jumps off the bed. 'Tiago, where are you-' A hard smack against my ass makes me scream out for just a second.

I feel his warm hand against my ass and look over my shoulder. He's holding the candle again and grins like an absolute devil. The most gorgeous devil to ever exist.

'Make those beautiful sounds for me cara.' He groans before slowly pouring wax on my ass. It burns, worse than the one on my stomach, but it's such a turn-on.

I press my face against the sheets underneath me, trying to not let the whole neighborhood know what we're up to.

'I said-' He pulls me up, just enough for my sounds to not be muffled by the sheets. 'Make those sounds, Neveah.'

'Tiago- fuck.' I groan as he continues to pour a bit more wax. It hurts like hell, but it's way better than anything I've ever felt.

'Do you want me to stop?' He asks, hovering up to my ear. 'I-' I don't even know how to fucking form a sentence right now. This is driving me absolutely insane.

Tiago reaches for the cupboard again, placing the candle on there somewhere, before turning back to me.

He grabs my hand and pulls it back, making me turn just enough for me to able to touch him. 'Show me.'

I stare into his eyes and drown in desire. I drown in him.

I swiftly move my hand into his boxers and hungrily grab onto his dick, stroking him softly. One hand isn't enough and he knows it, but he doesn't want me to move again.

'Is that all you have cara, really?' I groan and force myself up, pushing him on the mattress so that I can make him feel the exact same I feel right now.

Tiago tries to fight back, but I grab his dick firmly and lower myself just enough to be able to reach him if I have to.

His eyes grow wide, I've never done this before. Well, not with him. But I want to. I want him to melt just like I melt for him. I want him to break because of me.

'Cara you don't-' I won't let him finish, just like he never lets me finish. I simply hover over to his dick and gently open my mouth.

He's too big, if I take him all at once, I'll choke. But I want him to enjoy this. I know that he won't let me go that far. So I open my mouth a little more, as far as I can, and take him.

I let my tongue swirl around him and hear him groan. 'Fuck- Cara you-' Since I can't take him all the way, I move my hands to his shaft, stroking him as I suck on his tip, tasting something salty already.

'Neveah stop.' I stare up at him, not moving as he takes a trembling breath. He's still in my mouth, eager for release.

The sight of him is making me come undone. It's absolutely amazing.

'You- You don't- Fuck.' He moans as I slowly start moving my hand again.

I try going a bit deeper, almost cutting off my oxygen because of him, gagging a little. But I don't mind. I'll keep doing it if it meant he'll keep crumbling underneath me.

'Neveah.' He growls before thrusting his hips just a little, making him go deeper. I pull back for a second and gasp for air. The fact that I didn't gag just then makes me feel like I'm capable of anything.

'Shit...' Tiago groans as he reaches for my face. He presses his thumb onto my lower lip and takes a deep breath. 'You are-' 'I'm not done yet.' I groan, pushing him back before he can even get the chance to get up.

He didn't come yet. He didn't fill me up yet, so I won't let this go. I won't stop until he comes at least once.

I open my mouth, ready to take him again, and lower myself onto him, taking as much as I can.

He groans and reaches out for me, eager to make me stop, but I won't. He doesn't want me to stop.

His hand slithers to my neck, pressing on the bulge forming there. Holy fuck...

He thrusts himself into me, making him go even deeper than before. Tears start to form in my eyes, but I don't care. I want him to fucking finish.

'Cara I'm-' I watch as he rolls his head back and groans loudly. 'Fuck!'

His dick twitches before he releases into my mouth, almost making me swallow his seed since he's so deep down my throat.

I watch as he explodes underneath me, feeling the saltiness slowly shoot into me.

He pulls me up and stares at my throat, waiting for me to swallow. I didn't want to, but the way he looks at me just drives me insane.

'Do it.' He murmurs, before pressing his lips against my neck, forcing me to swallow, considering I have to gasp for air.

It feels strange and tastes absolutely disgusting, but I enjoy watching Tiago this way. He has never looked more satisfied than this.

'Fucking hell.' He mumbles before pressing his lips on mine again.

It doesn't seem to bother him that there's still some of his cum in my mouth, unlike my ex.

I sit back and look at him, smiling proudly. I did that. I fucking did that.

I still have to give him my present and since now seems kind of the right time, I reach for my little bag laying on the floor, before crawling back to him. 'What are you doing?' He asks, laughing at the sight of me.

'Grabbing my present.' I chime, handing him the little black velvet box. He stares at it for a second, before tilting his head a little. 'What is it?' 'A dragon! What does it look like?'

'You're being very sassy today, maybe I should-' I press my lips against his, making him hum into me, silencing him in the way I know best. 'Open it.'

He slowly opens the box, revealing the golden ring with a little sapphire in the middle. It's the most stunning ring I've ever seen and reminded me of him.

'Are you going to ask me to marry you, Neveah?' He asks jokingly, making me blush a little. 'What- No-' 'Too bad, I would've said yes.' Oh god...

'It's just a ring.' I mutter, trying to hide the fact that my cheeks are about to fucking explode. 'Not just a ring. Your gift to me.' He kisses me softly, putting it on. It fits perfectly. 'I love it.'

'You better, I can't really return it anymore.' I joke, standing up before grabbing my sweater. I look at my stomach and stare at the dried-up wax. 'Let me.' He jumps up and slowly peels it off, kissing me in the process. God, he's good at this...

'Let's go.' I don't wait for him to get dressed and head out, towards the house. I hear him run after me and stop in the hall, because of him grabbing my hand. I slowly turn around and look at the man I love.

'Kiss me.' He wraps his arms around me, lifting me up so he can make our lips touch in the most perfect way ever.

I wrap my arms around his neck and let him carry me into the bedroom. He puts me back down and grins, wanting to rip my clothes off of me.

But I freeze when he looks at something behind me with wide eyes. 'What-' I turn around and come eye to eye with her.

Monica fucking Santos.

'Hello, mi amor. We need to talk.' She chimes, getting off the bed.

She's wearing a tight black dress, making her hourglass figure pop out like crazy.

She looks older than me, but not that much older, even though she is.

For a woman her age, she looks amazing.

'What are you doing here?' Tiago asks a little tense himself.

'I wanted to wish you a happy birthday in person.' She says before smirking at him.

She's absolutely gorgeous and confident as hell, but I don't like the way she's talking to him.

'So come on, let's talk.'

He turns to me, sighing deeply. I know what he's going to do. And I hate it.

Celine told me that Monica still had to talk to him, but I thought she forget about it already.

Apparently not.

'I'll be right back, okay?' I glance at Monica for a second, seeing her smile devilishly at me.

I know she's not going to make this quick.

But I nod. I nod, trusting Tiago to not let her do shit to him.

'Okay.' I whisper, before kissing him deeply. Call it pettiness, I don't fucking care.

He's mine and she needs to know that.

'Let's go for a little walk, shall we.' She states, pushing me out of the way, so she can wrap her arm around his. Oh god...

It takes me every bone in my body to not drag that bitch by the hair right now, but I try to stay calm and take a seat on the bed.

They leave, closing the door behind them, and my head immediately starts pounding.

Where are they going? What are they going to talk about? What if she tries to pull something? He would never let anything happen right?

I start pacing around the room, debating if I should go after them or not.

My gut is telling me not to, but my heart. My heart is beating like crazy, telling me to run after them to see what they're doing.

And my heart always wins.

So I sneak out of the room as if I'm some teenager that's trying to sneak out to go to a party and search for them outside.

They walked into the little forest behind the house.

I hide behind a tree, just in time before they stopped walking.

'Cut the crap Monica, what do you want from me?' Tiago sneers, trying to cover it up with a soft chuckle.

I peek my head around the tree and look at them. Tiago's back is facing me and Monica simply smiles at him. God, that smile!

It's so perfect, it's sickening.

'That's not how you talk to me, now is it mi amor?' I clench my fist, wishing that I could drag her to the fucking ground.

I've never been a jealous type, but this bitch is really getting on my fucking nerves.

'Just tell me what you want from me so I can go back inside.'

She scoffs at his words and steps closer to him, pressing her hand against his chest softly.

He grabs her hand and tries to push her away, but she simply uses her other hand and smiles at him.

'You don't really want to go back inside.'

'I do, why else would I be saying I do?' She rolls her eyes and steps back, still holding onto his hand. 'Why have you been ignoring me?'

'I don't need you anymore.' Pain beams through her eyes, even in the dark it's clear. Those words hit her like a truck.

'Lies.' She sneers, moving closer to him again. She pulls him closer by his shirt, almost pressing her chest against his.

'What happened to you wanting to be with me?' What? 'What happened to you wanting to marry me? What happened to you wanting me to give you kids?' She asks, desperation clear in her voice.

It's all fake though. She wants him to crawl back to her, that's the only reason she's saying all of this. Tiago would never say-

'Don't bring it up, that's in the past. I was drunk and Rio wanted me to get shit from you so I slept with you.' What?

My heart stops for a second. He did tell her those things. He told her he would stay with her. He told her that he wanted to have kids with her. He told her all of it.

'We both know that's not true, you came by multiple times without needing anything in return. Because you love me.'

I gasp for air, instantly trying to cover my mouth because of it, as I await his response. Thank god they didn't hear me.

Well, he didn't. But she did. She's staring straight at me and smiles even wider.

'I'm with Neveah now.' He sneers, trying to step away from her, but she simply pulls him closer and wraps her arms around his neck, forcing him to stay close.

'You don't want her. You said so yourself, you don't do younger girls. They don't satisfy you like I do.' No...

'I was drunk when I said that...' 'Drunk words are the words the heart can't say when it's sober.' She whispers before leaning in.

If they're going to fucking kiss, I'm going to fucking kill both of them.

'You don't want that whiney bitch, she's way too young for you.' She continues to whisper, making me angrier than ever.

'Don't talk about her like that.'

'Why not!?' She sneers, forcing him to look at her. 'Because she's the love of my life!'

She gasps for air and lets go of him, looking over his shoulder, straight at me.

'You can't love her.' She fumes, turning back to him. 'I can and I will. I'm her sand, I promised her to stick around and will.' Tiago...

He's not fast enough to respond as she runs up to him and kisses him roughly, making me jump out from behind the tree and run to them. I'm going to fucking kill her.

Before I can even touch her, Tiago pushes her away, making her stumble and fall back in shock.

'Did you just push me?!' Tiago nods and does not care about the fact that I'm standing right beside him.

'Never do that again.' He's angry, angrier than ever before. 'I will never come back to you, understood?'

Monica grins and gets back up, reaching for something from underneath her dress.

There's a silencer on it as if she planned all of this out. As if she knew he was going to talk to her. As if she knew I was going to follow them.

As if she came all the way here to kill me.

'You will come back to me when she's dead.' And then she points her gun at me, making both of us freeze.

'You were supposed to be mine, mi amor!' She shouts, moving closer to me. 'Drop the gun, Monica.'

'You were supposed to be mine! Until this bitch came around and ruined everything!' She shouts, slowly getting close enough to press the end of the gun against my head.

I look at Tiago, trying not to panic too much.

'I love you.' I mouth, trying to stop myself from crying. 'Shut the fuck up!' She sneers, pressing the gun harder against my head.

'And I'll kill her for it.' Her fingers wrap around the trigger, ready to pull and end me.

I squeeze my eyes shut, not allowing myself to see Tiago's reaction before the bullet kills me.

'You're right!' He shouts, forcing me to open my eyes and see him slowly trying to get closer.

'You're the one I want Monica, not her.' He groans, trying to point at me in disgust.

What? She chuckles and looks at me. 'Heard that, bitch?'

'Tiago-' 'Shut up, she's right.' He sneers, making me gasp for air.

His eyes say enough. He does not mean a single word he just said. All of it is a lie.

'Come with me, mi amor. Come with me, back to Madrid. We'll have so much fun there.' Monica chuckles, slowly lowering her gun.

Tiago nods and steps closer to her, grabbing her by the arm to pull her closer.

He leans in, looking like he's about to kiss her, and stops just before their lips touch.

'Never.' He swiftly grabs her gun and pulls the trigger, straight through her fucking chest.

The sound is barely audible, but I hear it loud and clear, leaving silence behind.

My heart stops for a second as I look at Monica. She clutches onto Tiago with her last strength and tries to keep her tears from escaping.

She doesn't even make a single sound, besides the gasps for air.

He lowers her to the ground and smiles at her, cupping her face softly.

I stay put, trying to understand what just happened. It all happened so quickly, I barely got any of it.

'Go to your husband.' Tiago whispers, kissing her hand softly, 'in hell.'

He gets up, wiping his face, smearing it with blood. Her blood.

'Are you okay?' I run over to him, jumping over Monica's dead body, and wrap my arms around his neck before pressing my lips against his.

He lifts me up, allowing me to wrap my legs around his waist, and pushes me against a cold, wet, tree.

'Neveah-' He groans, pushing me back to look into my eyes. 'Are you okay?' I nod and unwrap my legs from his waist, slowly standing on my own. 'I am. Are you?'

He nods and presses his head against mine, shaking a little. 'I know you don't like-' 'She was going to kill you, I don't care.'

But I know he does. He cares because he cared for her. He keeps telling me he didn't care about her, but he did. I can tell by the way he's shaking right now.

Deep down he cared.

'It's okay, I'm okay. Look.' I gently rub his face, trying to calm him down. 'I'm okay.'

He nods and kisses me again, before turning to Monica's dead body. Her body doesn't faze me for some reason. But the look in her eyes does. She died in pain. Not because of the bullet, but because of her heart.

We both go silent for a while, neither of us knowing what to say.

The first thing that comes to my mind is Celine. We killed the woman who wanted to buy her, meaning she doesn't have to worry anymore. Right?

It's either that, or we got ourselves into some deep shit.

And by Tiago's reaction, I think it's the last one.

'Adriano is going to fucking kill me.'

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A/N: That escalated quickly... Okay first, how do you think Rio is going to react? Second, do you feel bad for her? And third, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THE LOVE I FUCKING CAN'T!

Please keep commenting and voting, it makes my freaking dayyyyy

Anyways, hope you have a nice day and until next time! (Which might take a while again, because I'm kinda stuck right now!)