Gisel had always pined for that mysterious client. Some time later, she discovers what a gynecologist is. He invites her to a session, thinking that her tremors were caused by an illness. What will happen between the sessions?
"How will you find that boy?"
Ana looked amused at her companion. She was taking a new order.
"I want more potatoes! "commented a child, Gisel filled her recent one a little more.
"Do you prefer to serve capricious children all your life? "He wanted to know, he had one of her hands on his hip.
"Hey!" the unknown child protested.
"Thank you so much for coming to Lesig."
He sighed, on that day there had been many unruly little ones along with their parents. That partly exhausted him.
But he had no choice.
It was either that or live on the street.
"Are you thinking about why you work here again?"
"That's right, Ana."
Many times Gisel would just stare at nothing in particular, with her hand resting on her right cheek.
Other times, her eyes were lost in him.
In that boy, neat.
With reddish hair, and his blue highlights.
He was so beautiful.
She always kept looking at him, even in those moments, when he wasn't around, she kept thinking about him, at every moment, the image of that boy appeared in her mind.
He had come closer, but he had moved away in an instant.
But something made him stop, the boy spoke to him:
"Hello Can you bring me a coffee and toast? I haven't been served yet."
She immediately understood why he had not been served yet, and turned her head, a little annoyed with her friends. They greeted her with dissimulation. Ana stuck her tongue out at him. She even showed him a sign that said talk to him.
She began to make signs to him that they were going to die. Sliding her fingers under his neck towards her friends.
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah, I just got hot."
"Hot? Today is one of the coldest days of the year."
"It's just that it's about to come."
As soon as he said that, he wanted to put his head in some earthen pit and never take it out again.
He slapped himself mentally for the awkwardness he had mentioned next.
"Oh I see, I'm actually a gynecologist. Don't worry, it's normal."
"I'll be right back for your order!"
What's worse, I did it while shouting.
"What's wrong? "asked Ana.
"I told her I was hot, because it came to me, I want to die. The only good thing about this, I already know your profession."
"What does he do? "Melissa asked me.
"He's a gynecologist."
"Oh, you'll have someone who can give you good massages."
"Ana!"
"Well girl, go and take his order to him."
"What?" No, I refuse.
"Gi, you have to go. Poor man, abandoned."
I sighed, he knows where those creatures, that I called "friends", have got me.
I was working here, exactly 2 years ago. She was now 22 years old. At first, it had been hard for her to give up her career, but she had no choice. She had to pay her rent, and she couldn't pay for herself by living on air.
When she brought him the order, her hands never trembled.
Olivia crosses paths with Emilio and falls madly in love with him. However, her life takes an unexpected turn when she wakes up in an unfamiliar room, with no memory of how she got there. Filled with fear, she makes the decision to escape and begins a tireless search to rebuild her life from scratch. To avoid being recognized by Emilio, her husband, Olivia stops taking her thyroid medication, resulting in significant weight gain. This physical change allows her to hide and go unnoticed. But a year later, she finds herself face to face with a completely transformed version of the man who took away her freedom. Now, Olivia faces an emotional crossroads, where she must confront her conflicting feelings and decide if she can overcome the love she once felt for someone who deceived her and held her captive. Will she be able to find the courage to leave her dark past behind and reclaim her freedom? In this intense story, Olivia will face her own journey of self-discovery and redemption.
Alma, on her wedding day, was preparing to be a smiling bride; however, she was disconcerted by an e-mail: She has cancer. Just as she is about to collapse on the floor, a hand behind her mouth stops her, causing her eyes to widen enormously. In less than a blink of an eye, she is kidnapped from the most important day of her life. She is informed that her real husband is waiting for her. What will happen?
Kiara had always longed to be the crown princess, not only to be the next queen; she had always been in love with the crown prince. As soon as she is a candidate, she can't believe her luck. Although all is not what it seems, that good and kind man becomes everything she always feared: a ruthless being. She falls in love with her brother-in-law, a kind and kind-hearted prince. What will happen?
April has started college. The problem? Her ex-husband is the professor of one of her subjects. April will not only have to deal with the feelings in her heart; she will have to try not to fall into the temptations Teo gives her: every time he gets close. Will it be passion or love? Erick is suddenly aware: he is losing her forever. Will he want to go back to his ex-wife, when he himself asked for a divorce? Or will he only start to value her, now that he sees her getting closer with someone else?
Lia, as soon as she looked up, found Julian. The boy she had liked for a month. The only words that came out of her mouth were: "thank you". Julian walked away to leave a paper in her hands. Her heart beat in a hurry, thinking it was something for her. Sadness invaded her, as she noticed the phone numbers. She was surprised to have so many suitors, but her number was missing. Could she conquer Julian's heart, or would she find someone else?
Sofia, had been abandoned at the altar, without any explanation. A year later, she decides to move on with her life. She gets a job in a company, as a secretary. One day she finds a hidden door in her office. Tired of these annoying noises, she enters and finds a ghost!
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."