Please behave My Lord

Chapter 98: Obsession

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In the evening, Mariana returned to the villa and, after a short dinner, went first to her small studio and

drew some designs.

When he looked up again, it was already 23:30.

Mariana got up to the window and stood there, opening it gently, and the cool breeze blew in. On her

neck there were still some unfaded red spots, reminding her of that night.

He stopped thinking and lay down on the bed.

However, only a moment later, the alcohol-smelling man entered, and stood over her. The warmth and

the familiar smell of alcohol made Mariana slowly relax.

-Leopoldo...

-Shhh...

Mariana was struck dumb as she felt the touch of a cold finger against her red lips, the slightest tingle

and pain.

You didn't even want to hear his voice, did you?

But, still, she found herself shamefully drowning in this fleeting happiness, as if this was the only

moment they belonged to each other.

There was no Diana, no Andrea, just the two of them in bed.

The panting was getting more and more intense, the air temperature was rising and Mariana was

already in a trance, losing herself.

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During the day, Mariana continued sorting the fabrics scattered in the wardrobe department and

dealing with Andrea's various problems.

At night, she would lie in bed with Leopoldo, who came to her room drunk, and they would do the

intimate things that only lovers should do.

It was the obsession with him.

The day went on as usual, and it was finally time for the cast and crew to get production underway,

during which time some sequences from Empress Santa were shot.

Mariana got up early this morning, put on her makeup and headed to the venue.

According to the agreement between the company and the production team, all the costumes for the

main characters were to come from the wardrobe team directed by Mariana during the filming of

Emperatriz Santa.

This was another collaboration that will benefit both parties, in addition to allowing them to develop the

costumes.

Clearly, the publicity benefits of stars like Xavier and Andrea wearing their designs would be

considerable.

To minimize contact between Mariana and Andrea, all deliveries to Andrea had been made by Ana.

After confirming with Andrea's people about the costumes and other things, Ana went to Mariana's side

to sit down.

-Mari, this Andrea is really too tormenting, I'm exhausted!

He looked at her and Mariana spoke in a soft voice:

-Anita, I'd better go, it's my business, I shouldn't drag you into this kind of work.

-Mari, what are you talking about! Your business is my business, that's fine.

The two sat in one of the seats at the press conference, where there were seats reserved for the cast

and crew.

In a moment, the journalists filed in, each choosing a seat and readying their cameras to point at the

stage in unison.

However, the next moment a loud noise was heard.

-Look! I didn't expect Mr. Durán to be here today.

-Yes, yes, Emperatriz Santa is a Grupo Durán project, but I did not expect that Mr. Durán would also

deign to come.

-Do you think Mr. Durán came to support Andrea?

The noise and confusion in Mariana's ears triggered a different sense in her heart and she couldn't help

but raise her head and look in the direction of the crowded door.

The cameras that had been placed in front of the stage and pointed at him turned and focused directly

on Leopoldo.

Mariana's gaze fell on that figure, and on the other side, Ana began to exclaim again:

-It's really Mr. Durán, isn't it? He's coming for... It can't be for Andrea, can it?

-Sit down here, Mr. Durán," a fat man in a suit next to him held out his hand and pointed to a chair in

the center.

Leopoldo sat quietly without saying a word.

The man then had security guards surround him, who immediately separated the journalists.

-Please return to your seats and be seated, the investment conference is about to begin.

The journalists returned to their seats, taking more pictures of Leopoldo's back.

-Do you have your eye on Mr. Durán?