For Love or for Revenge?

Ethan

From the moment the stunning brunette, wearing a breathtaking red dress and high stiletto heels, walked down the stairs in a very confident manner, I confess that I was hooked.

The girl managed to enchant me completely and I equivocally deduced that of the two women coming down the stairs next to my greatest enemy, she could only be the one responsible for leaving a constant smile on the face of Murilo Fernandes' scoundrel.

When I approached the group where the asshole was, who was very well accompanied by the two gorgeous brunettes, I was surprised to discover that the woman who caught my attention with just a glance was Mariana, Murilo's girlfriend's best friend and not Murilo himself, and that clouded my plans a little.

As beautiful and charming as Virginia was, the one who aroused a burning desire in my whole body was Mariana Oliveira, and after some reflection and a great stroke of luck, where I ended up discovering a dirty little secret of the two lovebirds, I was able to mold my plans to my newest desire and this way, I could have Mariana in my bed and still get revenge on the pimp who was Murilo.

But I couldn't realize my intention on the night of the event in Guarujá, because Bruna, besides costing me a few million reais, was responsible for ruining the party and, consequently, my night of intense sex with the audacious Mariana.

I had still tried to get what I wanted, right after the two couples went to the hospital, after the fall suffered by actress Lavinia Moura, Aquiles' girlfriend.

“I want you to stay with me tonight.” I communicated, standing next to Mariana.

“ I can't see tonight. “ she answered, without looking at me.

“ It wasn't a request,” I said rudely.

She gave me a haunted look, but it didn't move me a bit.

The only thing that mattered to me at that moment was to fulfill my wishes and desires, and what I want now is Mariana in my bed, ready for me.

"I can't just leave everything here abandoned when my friends need me so badly," she tried to convince me, in a very exalted way.

I looked around and realized that she was partly right, even more so because the culprit of the whole mess was my, until then, girlfriend, Bruna.

I had managed to buy some shares in FERZ, Murilo's beloved company to which he dedicated his time, and had gifted them to the jerk's ex-fiancée, all with the sole intention of making his life as difficult as possible.

Bruna is a petty, self-interested woman who dated Murilo for years, and when I found out that he was largely responsible for the tragic fate of the only woman I ever loved, he was engaged to the bitchy.

I then decided that just as I couldn't be happy next to the woman I loved, neither could he, and for this reason I did everything I could to win his Bruna.

Contrary to what I imagined, the task was not at all difficult, and a month later Bruna was ending her engagement to Murilo and starting a relationship with me so that everyone would know and understand that he was nothing more than a man who had been betrayed.

Even though I knew that it was not my charm that made Bruna leave Murilo for me, but my financial condition, as well as the gifts I gave her, I had no problem with this fact, after all, it was not important to me.

I continued with Bruna, even when I didn't desire her, because I believed that the fact that I was dating his ex-fiancée would cause some kind of anger or suffering in Murilo, but I ended up proving that I was quite wrong.

To my dismay, Murilo did not take even four months to get over Bruna, even though he had been in a relationship with her for years, and she was the woman he intended to marry.

This surprised me because even after years, I still had not managed to get over Beatriz.

I looked at Mariana carefully, only now realizing I had lost myself in thought.

"You can help Arlete to control this whole situation, but when it is resolved, I want her in my room. " I eventually said.

Remorse was a word that was not in my vocabulary, as well as anything related to regret, and I learned the hard way that things could change abruptly and the best thing to do is to enjoy the moments as best as possible, without leaving anything for tomorrow.

I didn't wait for her answer and when everything was already organized and everyone returned to the mansion, after having passed through the hospital and Lavinia was fine and without any major problems, I signaled to Mariana, indicating that I was waiting for her in my room.

"I don't take no for an answer," I made clear, staring at her.

"Don't you have feelings? "she asked, glaring at me.

"Of course I do," I said cynically, "You want a feeling greater than my hard-on? It's at an all-time high and that's exactly why I want you in my bed tonight.

It wasn't that late, it was a little after one in the morning and she was being dramatic, because everything had been managed very efficiently by her, with Arlete's help, and Lavinia was already well and at home.

So, what's wrong with enjoying a few moments of pleasure? That's exactly what I told her.

"You have to be crazy," she complained again.

"You haven't seen anything yet! But if you'd rather pay to see it, then don't come to my room.

I left her there, without another word, because I wouldn't waste any more of my time with unnecessary explanations and drama over such nonsense.

From what I could find out, Mariana is single, free, and unfettered. She even auctioned off her virginity at a little farm club, and now she's lecturing me about feelings.

Oh, do me a favor!

I was just about to go to the room that Bruna had chosen for the two of us to stay in, but in which I intended to spend the night fucking Mariana.

I knew she wasn't brave enough to face the consequences of disobeying me when I clarified that I wouldn't even think twice before throwing everything into the fan.

The story of the Virginity auction would not only affect Mariana's friend's life, for sure, she would also have her account of problems.

With the conviction that she would come to meet me later that evening, I took a quick shower and was leaving the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my waist, while drying my hair with another, when I hear a knock at the door.

"Come in. " I authorize it, already knowing full well who it was.