Deep love: insatiable lover

-What’s taking so long? Has something happened?

Enrique asked with concern.

-I saw Gerardo being taken to the resuscitation room and I got a little emotional.

-Gerardo?

Henry tugged at the corners of his lips, without a hint of sympathy in his eyes:

-Perhaps this hospitalisation was spurred by the recent state of Grupo Moya, after all, who knows how long Grupo Moya will last. With Dylan’s methods, it is time for Grupo Moya to reach its limit.

Vanessa frowned and asked unconsciously: -Will he do it?

-More or less. The Moya Group was already in bad shape and it only took a little more effort on the part of the SJ Group to crush it… Gerardo’s hospitalisation may be a sign of things to come, so wait and see, Grupo Moya won’t last long.

Enrique said incredulously.

Vanessa frowned, not knowing what she was thinking.

-By the way, how are you getting on with people, and are there any results yet?

-It is difficult. As you know, what I want to do is to sell the company. The market value of the Cazalla Group is not much, but it is not much, and not everyone can raise such a large sum of money at once.

-Yes, it’s really difficult,” Enrique echoed the sentiment and, seeing Vanessa’s dismayed expression, hastened to reassure her. But don’t be so pessimistic, the market for the Cazalla Group is promising and there are bound to be demanding investors who will buy it.

-Let’s hope so,” said Vanessa with a sigh.

No one was more upset than she was about the sale of the Cazalla Group. But she had made the decision, and she had to stand by it and stick to it.

He promised that he would create another company when he left here to start again. He would try to make it grow, to turn it into a second Cazalla Group, and then even better than the one he had now.

-I have a carer who looks after me here, so you don’t have to come every day to be with me. Spend more time with your mother when you can, she looked really bad the last time I saw her.

-Yes, I know.

The thought of Mercedes made Vanessa want to sigh again.

She had noticed it too.

Mercedes looked worse and worse, and she always seemed tired. But every time I asked her, Mercedes smiled and said she was fine, even when the doctor came to check on her and found that it was just an old problem.

The only thing I could do now was to tell Mercedes to take it easy and take care of her health.

Vanessa stayed in the room for a while and then left.

-What a coincidence.

Vanessa looked up, frowning at Dylan, who stood in front of her.

At a time like this, when the SJ Group and Dylan were in the limelight, he had the audacity to strut around the hospital where Gerardo was being urgently resuscitated?

Are you out of your mind?

Vanessa pretended not to see Dylan and tried to go around him to leave.

Dylan refused.

He reached out and blocked Vanessa’s path, looking at her with curved lips: “Let’s talk.

-I have nothing to discuss with Mr Dylan.

-I do,” Dylan said, immediately grabbing Vanessa’s wrist and pulling her close.

-Let go of it! Where are you taking me? Drop it!

No matter how hard Vanessa tried or tried, she could not shake Dylan’s hand.

He dragged her to a secluded corner before stopping.

-What the hell do you want?

Vanessa asked, giving him a dirty look.

-I said I wanted to talk to you.

-I also said that we have nothing to talk about.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

-I do.

Dylan laughed lightly, surprisingly amused by the fact that Vanessa, who would be angry and annoyed with herself, was standing in front of him.

He thought he might be crazy.

-Dylan, what are you trying to do again?

How could Dylan wear the smirk he wore now if he wasn’t up to something? He was a good actor, and he had fooled her several times before, but not this time.

-I want to kiss you.

Dylan said bluntly.

-You… um!

He actually did what he said he would do, cupping Vanessa’s chin and kissing her as he did so.

The kiss was so dominant and forceful, like a scorching wind, that she forgot to even struggle. By the time Vanessa recovered and tried to fight back, Dylan had already released her.

She frowned and ran the back of her hand over her lips in disgust, questioning angrily:

-What the hell do you want, Dylan, can you stop being so crazy?

-I want to kiss you, I want to embrace you, I want to enter you.

-Dylan!

Playing the hooligan in public was a nuisance.

Vanessa looked at him with annoyance, unable to sew the man’s mouth with a needle.

-You were the one who asked me what I wanted to do.

-You knew exactly what I meant!

said Vanessa in exasperation.

-All right, no more jokes. But I really want to talk to you, especially, especially. I think it would be nice between us if you would listen to me in peace.

-But I don’t even want to look at you.

Vanessa said through gritted teeth, her eyes filled with disgust.

-I like you.

Dylan suddenly spoke up.

-What?

Vanessa’s eyes widened and she suspected she was hearing things.

-I said I like you. Do you hear me clearly?

Dylan repeated it unceremoniously, his eyes so incredibly soft it was almost as if Vanessa was hallucinating.

-You said you liked it?

Dylan nodded.

-Heh,” Vanessa scoffed, glaring at him. Mr Dylan, can I ask you to have a limit to your jokes? You say you like me? Can a guy like you like me? Do you know what it’s like to like someone?

Was I hearing things or was Dylan crazy?

-I want to see you always, I want to protect you, I want to apologise for what happened in the past. I want to be with you every day from now on, to see you happy and make you laugh. I want to think about you, not just about me like before. Vanessa, I like you.

Dylan was more serious than ever.

But what is the point?

Vanessa couldn’t believe it.

-Or do you think I’m an idiot for believing a lie of this magnitude? Dylan, are you really sick in the head, you know?

-Maybe I’m very ill, otherwise why would I like you.

Dylan was not bothered in the least by Vanessa’s tone and attitude and was quite frank in his admission.

He’d said it because he didn’t expect her to like anyone else in her life. It seemed to Vanessa that he was making fun of her, that he was making fun of the fact that Dylan could like someone like her.

-Dylan, I don’t care if you tell me the truth or lie to me, it’s none of my business. I don’t want to see you, so don’t show yourself in front of me either.

With that, Vanessa turned to leave.

Dylan surprisingly did not stop.

He stood still, his eyes calm, as he watched Vanessa leave.

Only when she rounded the corner and the greenery behind her became thick did Vanessa feel the burning gaze finally disappear.

He took a few quick steps and stopped abruptly.

-He likes me? Heh, that’s ridiculous.

Hitching her lips, Vanessa strided away.