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Lazzaro Bartholomeu

I couldn't believe what I was seeing or what I was feeling. I was thinking like a fucking possessive son of a bitch. Lia would never give up on me that quickly, that could be a mistake, but it didn't lessen my anger at seeing another man touching her.

I approached slowly until they noticed my presence and I didn't expect a different reaction from her. Her eyes sparkled with happiness, her haggard face changed in seconds, but she was surprised, nervous. The boy didn't let go of her hand, I made a point of giving her the most disapproving look possible, he seemed to have understood the message when he released her.

- Hey. I said looking at her wanting to kiss her.

- Hey. - he replied in an emotional but dry way.

“Lia, it was a pleasure helping you. Whenever you want, just ask me. he said, ignoring my presence.

“Thank you so much, Michael. - Thank you sweetly. Like always.

“She won't need it. - let. I couldn't control myself.

- Who are you? asked the Michael guy.

"He's mine..." Lia seemed at a loss for words.

I couldn't judge her, she didn't even know who I was to her. So, from that moment on I made a point of clarifying it for whoever it was.

- Husband. I'm her husband. They both looked at me in surprise.

We had not been divorced. On paper we were still married and after that moment, she would be my wife in every way. For real this time.

"I didn't know that..." I looked at his face and realized he really believed me.

- Nice to meet you, I'm Michael, her work colleague and I came to help her with the cats she rescued. He raised his hand and I squeezed it harder than usual.

He was being an idiot, he knew that.

— Lazzaro Bartholomeu. - I saw in his eyes that he noticed my strong grip, but he said nothing.

I took the opportunity to observe it. It was white, thin, her height, it contained a dubious energy. I thought it was strange, or should it be jealousy?

“I really enjoyed spending time with you. Until later. He said goodbye, looking like he wanted to tease me. It must have been because I squeezed his hand so tight.

“Anyone likes to spend time with her. Lia is simply wonderful. See you later, Michael. I took his hand, bumping into the idiot to enter Magdalena's house.

"Hey, what's up?" - Lia asked confused.

“I'm jealous of that son of a bitch. — only then did I notice my labored breathing and my hands shaking.

Was feeling jealous like that?

“He's a friend who helped me with the kittens I picked up from the animal shelter. Just that. he explained calmly.

- I know I know. I trust every hair of yours. You're wonderful and he likes you, I saw it in his eyes. I was angry that he touched you. Fuck, I've never felt this shit before. I groaned in stress.

She seemed to know perfectly well how to calm me down. With her thin arms she looped my neck, I pulled her body close to mine without leaving any millimeter of space.

“I missed you so, so much. I whispered. Having her in my arms was the best feeling in the world.

“And I much more. Her voice let me know she was crying.

- No. I felt more. Forgive me for never showing it. Forgive me for the times I was rude to you from the beginning. Forgive me for not accepting your love. Everything I did was out of fear of making her suffer, I didn't want her to like me even if it crushed my soul because I was going to die. But now, thanks to you, I can get rid of everything I've ever ingested. I can stay with you, make you happy as you deserve to be. I declared with my chest throbbing.

"So are you really all right?" And the poison they were making you ingest? She pulled her face away to look at me with a twinkle in her eyes. Her voice euphoric, happy.

“I can get rid of it with a few weeks of detox. I want to reward you for everything, for everything. What can I do to get it?

"Just don't let go of me ever again." Don't leave me ever again. Promise me you'll take care of me forever, because I need you, I love you and I've never loved anyone like this. she asked, still holding onto my tight hug.

- I promise. Because I love you too. Her body stiffened as she pulled her face away just a little to look at me again.

"Do you... do you love me too?" — the voice on a thread.

- Yes. I love you. — I stated feeling my heart burning and growing in good feelings.

"Can you say it again?" I didn't hear right. he asked, giving a slight perfect smile.

— I love you, Lia Hamilton who will be Lia Bartholomeu again right now. I love you, beautiful, wonderful, perfect woman who I almost threw down a cliff, who saved me from chaos, who rescued my soul, who gave me love, who gave my all when I was an idiot, but now I am. here screaming that I love her because she's hard of hearing. I LOVE YOU. I yelled the last part, eliciting a hearty laugh from her.

I was thirsty for her lips, so I had to interrupt her delicious smile to give her a hot, intense kiss. As we kissed in perfect sync, I could feel our bodies heating up equally, our tongues thirsty, my hands that didn't care who it might reach but were already on her ass squeezing hard with excitement.

“Sorry to interrupt. —we hear Magdalena's voice.

— Oh my God... — Lia whispered, perplexed and embarrassed that we'd been caught in a very indecent make-out — Mag, I'm sorry... What a shame!

“Miss Fabree, I love Lia.

I needed to say this to everyone, it felt so good to say this. I felt so relieved and not the least bit embarrassed. The lady laughed at me with happiness on her face.

- Thank God. So this girl really smiles again and this is not news to me, that you love her and she loves you. Please continue what you were doing, but in your room, please. I'm going to make dinner. he said as if it were nothing and withdrew to another room.

— Lazzaro, I am very ashamed. Did she see you grabbing my ass brutally like that? he asked with a red face.

"I think you did." I joked, having fun.

"Not there!" she exclaimed softly, hiding her face in my chest.

"Do you think she's ever done that?"

- I don't know!

"What do you say we take her cue, go to the bedroom and continue what we started?" I questioned kissing her neck making her purr like a kitten.

“I don't have the courage. She'll know what we're doing...

"So what do you want to do now?" I questioned just wanting to spend time with her.

"Let's help cook dinner." she proposed and I couldn't resist her beautiful face asking me to.

“I suck at cooking, but I know how to cut things, so for you, I can help. I agreed.

And then we went to help Magdalena prepare dinner. Spending my minutes there with them was so wonderful that I couldn't remember another day when I felt so good, so at peace like this. And it would go on like this. I, Lazzáro Bartholomeu, would not allow anyone to hurt us with lies again.

Whatever it takes!