Deep love: insatiable lover

Dylan didn’t say anything else, looking at Vanessa’s uncomfortable look and a smile shone between his eyes. He really felt very guilty, he hadn’t expected Orlando to be so irrational that he wanted to hurt Vanessa.

If Felipe and Mercedes had not arrived on time, I could not even imagine the consequences.

Dylan Moya could not help but secretly wonder:

“Is revenge really so important that you have to necessarily take advantage of Vanessa like this? Wake up already, you didn’t come back to date her. Those culprits who have humiliated you and hurt you so much still lead such a good life, how can you throw yourself into love! Dylan Moya, remember that you are a man with a heart of steel!”This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

A voice in the back of his mind sneered with disdain and contempt.

The small cracks that appeared in the layer of ice that enveloped Dylan’s restless heart froze again.

He could not allow any factor to interfere with his plan for revenge.

Dylan calmly told himself that he had a strong will and was able to suppress and hide all feelings for this woman.

Each of them had their own thoughts, and neither of them realised that Philip had suddenly woken up in bed.

Still worried about Vanessa, and thinking of the damage his daughter had suffered, this father, who was still ill, could not help but rush to find his Vanessa regardless of her weak body.

He then witnessed the interaction between Dylan and Vanessa.

Those suspicions again arose in Philip, who was after all a veteran man in love. Seeing the close relationship of the two, this father’s pupils suddenly chose, as if he had seen something unacceptable.

He was shocked and angry… but in the end, he ignored these emotions because of his love for his daughter. He pretended not to know any of it, and slowly closed his eyes, immersed in his churning and shocking emotions.

“Whatever happens, this matter should be treated as if it had never happened.

Philip was unaware that, after closing his eyes, Dylan had glanced in his direction out of the corner of his eye.

Or rather, Dylan had seen the dumbfounded look on his face.

He had been specially trained to be particularly perceptive with his eyes, so he picked it up in an instant.

Only Dylan was better able to keep his mind calm, so Philip didn’t notice. After making sure Philip withdrew his gaze, Dylan also withdrew his attention.

Although things had developed unexpectedly, he had done nothing to stop them.

As for afterwards, whatever happened, Dylan didn’t really care.

***

After rushing out of the hospital in a confused state of mind, Orlando drove very fast to the entrance of a certain bar and then brought the car to a screeching halt. He gripped the steering wheel tightly, panting.

Vanessa’s agonising pain kept flashing before her eyes, and at the thought, Orlando’s body trembled terribly.

He had almost killed the woman he loved most in his life for a mere suspicion.

“Damn it!”

Orlando slammed the steering wheel down hard, got out of the car with a grim face and entered the bar with long strides.

He’d been frequenting this bar a lot lately to get drunk. Why? Ah, it was because there was a woman here who looked a lot like Vanessa.

He remembered that every time he got drunk, that girl would show up in time to please him.

At that moment, he could take her as Vanessa and do whatever he wanted with her. That feeling was like a numbness, knowing it was illusory and dangerous, but he couldn’t help sinking into the tenderness of that woman.

Orlando was sinking into his own illusion and resigned himself to being a total loser.

Orlando felt he loved Vanessa so much that he wanted to find a replacement for her. But why did the woman he loved so much betray him?

-Give me the strongest vodka you have!

Orlando ordered from the waiter and calmly made his way to the private lounge he had been frequenting lately.

It didn’t take long for the drinks I had ordered to be brought, and apart from the specially made vodka, the rest were his usual foreign liquors. They were lined up one row after another, very flashy.

Shortly after he started drinking, the waiter pulled out a business card and called the number on the card.

-Hello, there he is again. Yes, still in the living room as usual, come and see. You’re welcome, just remember to give me the compensation, eh?

-Vanessa, I love you so much. Why have you betrayed me? Why?!

Orlando was lying drunk on the sofa, still holding a bottle in his hand, muttering to himself with a face full of anguish.

The door to the private room opened and Melina was still dressed in Vanessa’s style, to look more like her own outside.

When he saw her, Orlando’s eyes lit up instantly.

He staggered to his feet and looked at her in surprise:

-Vanessa, Vanessa, you’re finally here. I knew you wouldn’t let me drink here alone. Vanessa.

-I am here.

Melina smiled sweetly, but her eyes were full of conspiracy and resentment.

“I’m still not pregnant to this day. But it must be soon, right? If I make love with Orlando a few more times today, maybe I’m pregnant with Orlando’s baby.”

She couldn’t help but caress her belly with her hand, imagining Orlando’s baby in her belly, and a smile of satisfaction and happiness appeared on her face.

-Orlando, I’m coming.

Melina eagerly pounced and embraced Orlando, letting him clutch her buttocks eagerly and press her against the sofa.

She used every trick in the book to seduce him, making love to him again and again. She embraced him, refusing to let go, refusing to let him go, passionate enough to arouse Orlando’s thirst.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and rammed hard:

-Vanessa, give me a baby. We’re going to have a child, preferably a daughter, like you. We’ll stay with her together, okay? We’ll take her wherever she wants, we’ll take her to the playground for her birthday. Vanessa, Vanessa…

“Yes, to have a daughter.”

-Orlando, I love you, I love you so much!

The lights were intoxicating, and the two of them were sunk in their own imaginations making love.

***

In hospital.

No one expected his father’s condition to be unexpectedly bad.

Vanessa looked at the doctor in disbelief, her eyes very red:

-Doctor, is there a mistake somewhere? My father…, how can he have cancer? Obviously nothing was found when the brain haemorrhage test was done before, how can it be? No, there must be a mistake in the test, can you check it again?

He could not believe what the doctor had told him.

“Dad is still so young and surely he can live a long, long time – how can he have cancer! It must be a mistake!”

The doctor looked at the unacceptable Vanessa with a face of compassion, but having seen life and death, and having seen many relatives of patients like her, who were unwilling to accept it, the doctor’s tone remained calm and even a little cold:

-I’m sorry Miss Vanessa, it is impossible for the test result to be wrong.