Deep love: insatiable lover

Brisa soon got drunk.

-I still have to drink…!

-What’s so interesting about just drinking?

Roberto got close to her face and smiled. It was clear that he was still the same as always, but Brisa could see how creepy and seductive his body was. It was as if the man in front of her had suddenly become a demon tempting you to fall, and you knew it was horrible, but you couldn’t help but fall.

This is what happens to Brisa.

It was as if Roberto had taken over her mind and she had lost the ability to think.

-So, what did you say… you wanted me to play…?

-Want to try something more exciting than drag racing?

-More… exciting than drag racing? Is it… what? -asked Brisa drunkenly.

The most exciting thing he was doing now was the drag race, and the sensation of life and death was especially fascinating to him. For at that moment, all the worries and troubles in his mind would disappear cleanly and his body would become exceptionally excited.

-Do you want to try it?

-Of course,” said Brisa with an indifferent look on her face.

More exciting than drag racing? Wouldn’t she forget about Dylan forever after she tried it, forgetting about that bitch Vanessa?

-Let go of me! Give it to me now.

Suddenly, Brisa was desperate to get something to numb her nerves.

He stared at Roberto and ordered him indifferently.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

-Yes, I’ll give it to you now.

Roberto’s smile became stranger and stranger, but unfortunately Brisa was too drunk and out of her mind to see anything. All she could think of was something more exciting than a drag race and something that would make her forget all her problems and discomforts.

-Drink it.

Roberto held out a clear glass containing a beautifully coloured cocktail.

-Alcohol? I don’t want alcohol.

Brisa felt that Roberto was playing a trick on her.

He brushed Roberto’s hand aside without a glance and staggered to his feet, looking at him condescendingly and ordering in a contemptuous tone

-You bastard, you lied to me! I’m not going to drink now.

She was furious, as if she was going to hit Roberto the next second.

No one dared to do it in front of Roberto.

For a moment Roberto’s eyes turned dangerously dark, like a sharp knife that was about to pierce Brisa in the next second and leave her in pain.

Brisa winced and unconsciously took a few steps backwards, bumping into a chair and falling into a sitting position.

-You…

-What’s the matter, baby? That angry?

Roberto’s loss of control was only momentary, and now he was still full of tenderness, as if what Brisa had just seen was all in his head.

-No… no.

Brisa instinctively behaved a little better.

-Don’t you want to go for more thrills? You will feel it once you drink it, and it will definitely make you float and completely fall in love with its taste.

-Really?

-Of course.

Roberto looked at Brisa gently, with eyes full of encouragement.

He looked at the glass in front of him, the liquid in it was particularly beautiful and had a deadly charm.

Brisa swallowed unconsciously.

He stares at the glass for a long moment before slowly reaching out his hand. The trembling fingertips pause for a moment before resting on the glass and slowly squeezing it.

-Is it really more exciting than racing a car?

-Of course I do, how could I lie to you.

“Yes, how could Roberto lie to me? He’s the one who took me away from Dylan and has spoiled and protected me.”

If it wasn’t for Dylan being the only one in Brisa’s heart, she would have fallen in love with Roberto.

At Roberto’s smiling look, Brisa finally made up her mind.

The cup touched his lips and the liquid seemed especially regal in the light.

He closes his eyes and drinks the glass clean.

With a thud, the empty glass is deposited on the bar and Brisa sits back in her chair, her eyes looking confusedly at Roberto.

Maybe he knew what he was drinking and didn’t want to care, because he wanted to indulge. Or maybe he didn’t even know.

But that no longer mattered.

Roberto looked at her silently, with a smile growing on his face.

-How do you feel?

-Well… I feel, haha…. really exciting.

Brisa suddenly let out a giggle, as if she saw something in front of her eyes, she seemed more and more excited. After laughing for a moment, Brisa stood up and approached Roberto, grabbing his shoulders.

-I have an inexhaustible amount of energy right now, let’s have some fun, shall we? Play something more exciting.

-Are you sure you want to play something more exciting?

-… Yes,” said Brisa firmly as she grabbed Roberto’s hand and forced him to stand up.

-Okay, fine, then I’ll take you to something more exciting. But you have to be a good boy and cooperate with me, okay? I promise you that once you’ve played once you’ll fall completely in love. And the games will only get more exciting.

-Yes, let’s go now!

Brisa felt that there was a fire inside her, an inexhaustible amount of energy. She wanted to let it all out, she wanted more and more exciting things.

He wanted to release the anguish and depression from his mind, he wanted to let go, he wanted to enjoy himself.

Roberto wrapped his arms around Brisa, with a gleam of emotion in his eyes.

-Now that you’re ready, let’s go.

-Come on, take me!

-As you wish, my queen.

The smile on Roberto’s face widened, his eyes grew more excited, as his body trembled.

“At last, ah, another party to start. And this time Brisa is awake and will cooperate with me.”

Even though Brisa had not yet been found, Dylan did not continue to put his plans on hold.

-Vanessa and the others have left, so our plan can continue.

Dylan hung his head and stared at the phone on the black desk. It contained a voice-over, a confession from Gerardo, and the person transmitting it was, of course, Jaime.

Yes, Jaime was Dylan’s man.

From beginning to end.

Only Gerardo didn’t know it, he still thought that Jaime was his faithful servant, the only one who was by his side to help him in these moments.

-What would Gerardo do? He must have done something else after letting Jaime go, but unfortunately we don’t know.

-I don’t need to know, after all it is only he who dies.

Dylan said with little concern, clearly not caring about Gerardo.

-Orlando is still unaccounted for.

-Sooner or later what you have in your hands will be a pile of waste paper, no matter if it is unaccounted for.

Dylan snorted, he had to say that Orlando was ruthless enough to be left behind in the moment of crisis for the Moya Group and he didn’t hesitate to leave the Moya Group and the Moya family alone.

Unfortunately, he also has Dylan’s men with him.

Let him get away with it for now, until Gerardo takes over and Orlando is left.