Deep love: insatiable lover

-You are no longer useful,” said Orlando, his voice full of malice.

Melina couldn’t help but recoil, her eyes filled with horror:

-Where are they, and grandfather? He’s not back yet?

-He’s abandoned you and you’re still dreaming? -Orlando sneered, sneering as he approached, his snake eyes terrifying Melina, who kept backing away, hitting something and stumbling to the ground.

-Ah!

Orlando bent down and grabbed her hair tightly, forcing her to look up and look at him.

-I will not let you go, Melina. What you have done, I will repay you a thousand times over.

-Go away, you go away. Orlando, you devil!

Orlando scoffed, grabbed her by the hair and yanked her up, turning and walking out the door.

-Jaime!” Melina continued to struggle and scream.

“I can’t let Orlando take me, he will torture me to death, I don’t want to live a life worse than death, I can’t leave the Moya family!

No matter how much he shouted, no one answered him.

The great villa was empty in an instant, with so many servants, but no one appeared to save it.

-No, no! Orlando, let me go, let me go!

Melina continued to scream and shout, her stern warnings turning into pleas for mercy in an attempt to calm him down, to let go of the fact that she was giving so much of herself as well.

But no.

Orlando dragged her to the car and hit him hard on the back of the head, knocking him unconscious.

Tossing himself nonchalantly into the back seat, Orlando climbed in as well and the car soon left the Moya family.

-Mr. Gerardo, we just look at it like this, we don’t do anything?

Jaime was less than reassuring.

-Or it could be done like this! This sinful man is having more power than I thought. I can’t move him yet, so I’ll have to back off. Luckily, Melina is already useless and Orlando hates her so much that sending her to him to torture her at his whim might even take that hatred away. Isn’t this woman the biggest conflict between me and him?

Gerardo’s selfish and cold-blooded response was expected by Jaime, who said nothing more and remained silent.

-Wow Wow…

A baby’s cry was heard and Gerard immediately went to him.

Looking at his future hopes, he was now still heartbroken and immediately ordered Pilar:

-Take care of this child, you can get more nannies to come. If anything happens to him, you have to tell me immediately.

-All right, sir.

Pilar promised, and embraced and coaxed the baby immediately.

Dylan called Vanessa’s number again and again, but there was never an answer.

She grimaced, her slender fingers tapped the desk incessantly, the sound of her tapping on the table a blur of her inner turmoil.

-I’m going out,” Dylan finished and got up.

-Chief, you have an important meeting.

-Cancela.

Matthew pursed his lips and watched Dylan leave in a gust of wind. He sighed as the man left, he had advised him long ago, but that lord’s pride… it still cost him.

I didn’t know if Miss Vanessa will still forgive the gentleman this time.

Dylan went first to the Cazalla Group and could not find her.

He sat anxiously in the car, lit a cigarette and took a long drag.

He called Vanessa again.

He knew she should be at Cazalla’s house, and he even wanted to go there in spite of everything. At the thought of her resistance and concern, Dylan restrained himself.

In anger, he sent a message to Vanessa.

-Answer the phone! If you don’t, I’ll find you right away.

I knew Vanessa didn’t want to answer her phone, not that I didn’t see it.

Once the text message was sent, he continued his anxiety and waited patiently.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

As luck would have it, Vanessa’s call came a few minutes later.

-Are you finally willing to take my call?

The anger was forcibly contained, but the mockery in his tone could not be disguised.

Vanessa’s response was cold:

-Mr Dylan, what can I do for you? I am busy.

-I can help you.

Dylan finished with a sigh of helplessness and a somewhat contemptuous smile.

What could be the reason for his call if it was not to help Vanessa?

“It’s funny that one day I rushed to help a person. What’s more, the other person didn’t appreciate it at all”.

-I’m hanging up now if there is nothing else.

Vanessa didn’t even bother to say no.

-Vanessa! -said Dylan, unable to suppress his anger, his voice biting, “What did you think you could do to suppress the photo? Don’t forget that you didn’t do any of this, but the photos are real.

-That’s my business, not for you to worry about.

-Vanessa, do you have to draw a line with me like this?

-Yes.

She was too exhausted to let herself get sucked into a bigger spiral. One Orlando was enough to make her suffer, and with Dylan on top of her, she feared that one day even her only mother would be angry enough to have an accident.

This time the newspaper had hit her.

Dylan choked on Vanessa’s categorical answer and was speechless.

-All right, I’m hanging up,” Vanessa said coolly, only to actually hear the man’s commitment a second before hanging up the phone.

-I will help you, without needing anything in return.

I was going to offer a quid pro quo for this, but now? Dylan feels guilty enough to rush to help when others don’t need it.

But what could I do?

Vanessa remained silent for a moment and continued to refuse.

-Thank you, but I don’t need it.

The call was hung up quickly and without hesitation.

-Dammit!

Dylan slammed his fist on the steering wheel and his head ached at the thought of Vanessa’s softness and Vanessa’s hardness.

-My kitty, what am I going to do with you?

Smiling bitterly, Dylan suddenly felt very, very self-inflicted.

Hanging up the phone, Vanessa tried to concentrate on her work again, but could not.

He did his best to forget the photo, only for Dylan to bring it up again. He forced himself to work all day and not to go on the website, let alone visit any pages.

But what had to be faced had to be faced.

Dylan was right, the photos were real.

Those on the internet wouldn’t believe they framed her, those looking at the photo and talking would just hide behind their keyboards, hurling insults and misinterpreting everything with impunity.

If only he had a way to prove that Melina set him up.

But even if it was proven, the stain would still be attached to her. After all, she was the one in the picture.

Unless there could be someone in the world who looked exactly like her and then came forward and said it was her.