Deep love: insatiable lover

The attack took place in the city centre and the news broke at the time. Passers-by also filmed the situation and posted it on the internet.

Within an hour, news of the attack on Dylan, the CEO of the SJ Group, by an unknown assailant spread throughout Pacifica City.

Enrique, of course, also saw it.

-This is too blatant.

After seeing the little video that had gone viral, Enrique couldn’t help but stare.

I didn’t think anyone would dare do it in the middle of the city, but in the words of the internet, it was anarchy.

But Henry paid no attention to this sort of thing for a long time. He had a lot more to keep him busy and a lot more to do. That is, until Vanessa called and the two of them talked about it.

-Did someone attack Dylan?

Upon hearing Enrique’s words, Vanessa found that her first reaction was one of concern.

Worried about how Dylan was doing, if he was hurt.

She frowned, a little annoyed that her emotions had changed because of Dylan, and even more annoyed that she was worried about the man.

-Based on the scene it looks like it was quite serious, as to whether he was injured or not, it’s not on the internet and the media are not reporting it, so it’s not very clear.

Henry, oblivious to what was going on in Vanessa’s mind, let alone her squeamishness, spoke out.

-Is that so?

Vanessa forced herself not to think about it.

Dylan always travelled with a bodyguard by his side, so he should be fine. Even if he accidentally injured himself, it wouldn’t be a big problem. So he didn’t have to worry at all.

That man had brought nothing but pain and humiliation, so even if something happened to him, he didn’t have to worry about it, did he?

It was good not to gloat.

Telling herself over and over again, Vanessa finally got control of her mind, always worried about Dylan.

-How are you doing in Dorencia? Are you still settling in?

-Well, Mum and I are fine. The inn is being renovated and we’ll be ready to open in a month or so. You’re invited to come and hang out when we get everything up and running here.

-Yes, I’d love to go then.

Enrique said with a smile, pleased for Vanessa at her cheerful tone.

The two talked for a while longer, just when Enrique had to get busy, so he said goodbye to Vanessa.

-Take care of yourself and your aunt, I’ll come and see you when I can.

-Well, you too.

Vanessa’s tone was calm, but her mood was not. She thought of Dylan again and couldn’t help but wonder if he was really hurt.

-Enrique.

Just as the phone was about to hang up, Vanessa suddenly spoke.

-What’s wrong, is something wrong?

Enrique asked.

Vanessa looked back, scolded for her impulsiveness, and controlled her tone to be as calm as possible:

-Nothing, I just wanted to urge you to take care of your rest and catch up on your one problem.

-And you care about me?

Enrique said amused as he hung up the phone.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

-Uf.

Gripping the phone tighter, the smile on Vanessa’s face dissipated a little.

Even though she told herself not to think about Dylan, that it was none of her business what happened to him, the emotions were uncontrollable.

She knew, she had known.

The man had brought her humiliation and pain as well as gentleness and pleasure.

In any form.

What he could not deny was that he had feelings for Dylan beyond his resentment and bitterness.

She couldn’t help worrying about him, wondering whether or not he would be hurt, etc.

Repeated admonishments to herself were to no avail.

It was very annoying.

Vanessa thought to herself and lay back on the bed, staring at the hotel ceiling.

Mercedes went out to get a drink of water and when she saw her, she thought something had happened.

-What’s wrong?

-Mum? -Vanessa sat up suddenly, gathered her emotions and shook her head with a smile, “Nothing. Why are you out?

-I was thirsty and wanted water.

-Sit down, I’ll do it.

Vanessa put down the phone as soon as she finished, got up and poured a glass of water for each of them and handed it to Mercedes.

-Drink the water and rest soon, didn’t you say you had to check the inn part tomorrow?

-You too, get an early rest, you know?

-Yes, I will.

Vanessa smiled and nodded, escorting Mercedes to her room before sitting back down on the bed.

Cup in hand, he let the heat warm his palm and fingertips through the wall, but forgot to drink it, instead thinking of Dylan over and over again.

As the minutes passed, Vanessa’s mind did not rest.

He sighed, put the mug down on the bedside table, took out his phone and started searching the internet for news of Dylan’s attack.

He looked at everything he could, both photos and videos.

None of them were very clear because they were far away, so I only knew what had happened.

And there were all kinds of rumours on the internet.

Some said Dylan was injured, some said he had injured his arm, some said he had an abdominal injury… and some even said his life was in danger.

In short, there are all sorts of scenarios that make it impossible to know which are true and which are not.

The more you read, the more distracted you become.

Vanessa sighed in frustration and threw her phone on the bed in annoyance, leaning back and staring depressedly at the ceiling.

Knowing that tomorrow she would be with Mercedes at the inn, Vanessa could not force herself to sleep.

Dylan.

Dylan.

All I could think about was Dylan.

Reaching for the phone, she even impulsively pressed Dylan’s mobile number, only to delete it one by one the moment she dialled it. She told herself not to think about Dylan and forced herself to sleep.

She couldn’t help falling asleep until she got too sleepy.

Peaceful City.

Dylan was also sleepless tonight.

Standing on the balcony, looking out into the moonlight, he couldn’t help but think of Vanessa.

It seemed that tonight, thoughts were particularly uncontrollable.

He wondered what Vanessa was doing, if she was sleeping, if she had seen the news of his attack on the Internet, if she was also worried about him?

One thought after another filled Dylan’s mind.

Dylan turned to leave as he drained his coffee cup.

In the studio, the lights were on.

He couldn’t wait to see Vanessa, so he had to ask Mateo to speed things up.

Faster, faster!

Matthew had been pulled out from under the covers in the middle of the night by Dylan and had no idea that her husband was desperate to meet his lover. Anyway, it was a hell of a job after getting up from under the covers.

Everyone was struggling to get things done.

Moya family.

-What’s going on? Are you playing games and trying to make people look funny?

Gerardo asked the person on the other end of the phone in exasperation.

-It’s just a test. What are you afraid of, it didn’t reveal anything anyway, did it?

-It’s not revealing, but when the hell does your trying and your trying stop? I’m telling you to get rid of Dylan no matter what you do, and who told you to keep putting it off?