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Authors: Helen Bianchin

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Soon, madrastra went to his to accept of her a kiss in the air ".

Monique " smiled while it watched the overwhelming woman who was next to Monique ".

Annaliese, what joy verte! Benedict was united to them and she put a hand to him in the waist.

A disturbing sensation that seemed a way to also instill security to him and a secret warning; aside from producing an attraction reaction to him, which at that moment was totally secondary.

Benedict affectionately greeted their father, with sincere enchantment to his madrastra and good natured tolerance to Annaliese.

Monique smiled sweetly in answer.

Annaliese, however, responded with its feline art of seduction; an ability that seemed to delight in practicing with any man of more than twenty years, without concerning its civil state to him.

" Benedict…

With a single word, Annaliese managed to transmit everything a message, and that enervaba.

The pressure of the fingers of Benedict increased, and Gabbi smiled to him, ignoring the fire in the depths of those dark eyes.

The supper was a success.

It would have been difficult until more demanding paladar to find a defect him, as much in the preparation as in the presentation of the food, and the wines that accompanied it.

Benedict was an exemplary host, and its ability to remember events and numbers, combined with its photographic memory was a guarantee of which the conversation was pleasant and varied.

The men looked for and valued their opinion on the businesses, and they envied it by its attractiveness with the women.

These, on the other hand, looked for to call their attention and coveted the wife place who Gabbi occupied next to him.

"a pair created in the Paradise", had said the magazines of cotillees at their moment.

"the wedding of the decade", had titled several magazines of women, enclosing a great variety of photos.

Only the romantic ones had accepted the idyllic image that had given mass media whereas the high society of the whole country had seen what it hid behind that fairy tale facade.

The marriage of Benedict Nicols and Gabrielle Stanton had been the product of the strategy of James Stanton to lay the foundations its financial empire and that dreamed up in the following generation with a heir.

The reason for which Benedict had participated was clear: he wanted to obtain the total control of Stanton-Nicols.

The advantage was an attractive young woman very adapted to generate prole necessary.

Acceptance of Gabbi had been motivated partly by desire to satisfy to his father and by recognition realistic of that, given his enormous fortune, would have few men, if there were some, which they could reject the social and economic advantage that supposed to be the son-in-law of James Stanton and which they did not want to also marry with her by economic interest, and Benedict was one of them.

" We go to the hall to take the coffee? The words of Benedict called their attention.

Gabbi was put still on and said smiling: " I am sure that Marie must have it ready.

"that Is a inestimable treasure chef".

"a wonderful evening", said with courtesy the guests to him.

It inclined the head and was thankful: " Thanks.

I will say it to Marie.

It will like to know it.

What was truth.

Marie valued its high wage and the possibility of living in a separated house.

They were the advantages of that use, and its gratitude was reflected in its culinarios efforts.

" been enough you have shut up in the supper, wanted.

Gabbi heard the voice of Monique and the return occurred towards her.

" it seems to You? " it asked smiling Gabbi.

" Annaliese is a little hurt, seems to me " Monique smiled.

" 0h, wanted! It seemed to enjoy so much! " Gabbi exclaimed.

Monique watched it with cloudy eyes.

Gabbi did not know how it did.

"it must really have been actress", thought Gabbi.

" Annaliese always has considered you as a sister greater " Monique said.

There was nothing of familiar affection in which Annaliese felt by Gabbi.

Another very different thing was its relation with Benedict.

" it flatters much to Me " Gabbi said amiably, maintaining to the glance torva of Monique.

A little aside from the guests had remained, who were leaving the dining room, and could not oir them.

" It appreciates much to you.

She doubted it.

Gabbi always had been Vista like a rival, and Annaliese was the worthy daughter of its mother.

One got dressed and it fixed with care, it was perfumed, and it was sent to his mission to seduce.

It played, it smiled, and it enjoyed the hunting until it found the suitable man.

Gabbi got rid to give an answer because Marie offered a coffee to him when entering the hall.

Been thankful, it accepted the coffee.

It raised the cup with serenity and it sucked.

" If you pardon to me…

I must speak with James.

It was almost midnight when went away the last guests, neither too much soon nor too much late for a celebration to half of week.

Gabbi took off the sandals and crossed the hall.

It felt a weight in the head; an accumulated tension from the nape of the neck to the neck.

Sophie had gathered the cups of coffee that were and the glasses of licor.

In the morning, Marie would leave the clean hall and in perfect order.

" the evening has been everything a success, you do not create? " Benedict commented.

" Of what another way was going to be? " she answered watching it.

" You want that we seat and we criticize a little to our guests? " he with docilidad said.

" Not particularly.

" Then, I propose you that you go to the dormitory and I put to you in the bed.

She raised the chin a second and soon she said watching it fixedly.

" and that prepares me for complacerte? Benedict watched it with a dangerous brightness in the eyes.

Immediately, it was extinguished and I approach her with graceful movements of panther.

" To please to me? It was closely together of her.

Their mixed masculine fragrance with their colony collapsed their defenses and hit the target of their feminidad.

It did not need to touch it to him.

And it knew it.

" Your sexual appetite is…

" Gabbi made a pause, soon added ": Voracious.

It raised a hand and it took the chin him, forcing it to watch it.

" the nonacceptance Is privilege of the woman.

She watched it carefully.

She saw the small wrinkles in the end of his eyes, the fine contours of his mouth, that mouth that explored the curves of the body of her so well.

" and custom of the man to use disloyal methods to convince it " Gabbi said.

Benedict caressed the cheek to him, the neck, and she loosen the hair to him.

They fell together to the carpet.

He combed the blond hair to him with the fingers.

Then he lowered the head.

It closed the eyes while she felt the caress of his lips around his ear.

It followed until his mouth.

She shook and wanted to regain the control.

She had to say to him that she stopped, to say to him that she was tired, to invent a headache, for example.

She did not want to happen at the moment of after making the love; to happen through the experience to feel happy and to know at the same time that lascivia could not never replace the love.

The body of Benedict moved against the one of her.

It had wanted to defend itself, but it could not fight smoothly against the force of the hips of Benedict while he seized of his mouth and he had it, in the beginning, soon enthusiastically, in such a way that it surrendered.

To her it did not matter to him to feel the hands of him caressing his skirt, and less when it caressed the rumps to him and it raised it against him.

It curved her legs around the hips of him and the neck with its arms surrounded to him.

It took it dormitory to his.

Gabbi was burning with passion, painfully wished to feel its skin, to clear the necktie to him and to undo the bellboys to him of the shirt until feeling the hair of its muscular chest.

Gabbi slid its mouth by the neck of Benedict.

In a while dice, she realized of which it was standing, without clothes, like it, and moaned of pleasing when it threw it in the bed.

Without preliminaries, express, violently.

Soon, it could take itself all along that he wanted.

"Now", he thought.

But no, he had said it aloud, because he ed ***reflx mng himself blatantly.

It sank in her and observed the delicate factions of his face while it accepted it, and she clung to him.

It remained quiet during seconds, and it felt that he returned to move, retired, returned to enter more deeply, slowly, with a rate that made it burn.

Their experience, the ability of their fingers, that erótica mouth was combined to return it crazy and to make it arrive until the limit of the sexual pleasure and to make request it more…

And when it arrived at the éxtasis, it did not know if it hated it or it loved it reason why it made him feel.

The good sex.

He was only that, thought with sadness, while it was entered in the dream.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 2

 

 

 

 

VOGEL, by line two.

The office of Gabbi was located in a high floor of an architectonic work of art of downtown and had a great panoramic Vista.

It was a pretty morning of a day of summer.

The sky was blue and the sun illuminated the port of Sydney.

Gabbi returned grudgingly to its writing-desk and raised the earpiece to take care of the call.

Five minutes more, late it returned it to hang, convinced that no woman would have to have to cross verbal wars an arrogant sexista male whose only objective in the life was to criticize the women.

It desired a hot, sweet and strong coffee to him.

It was put of foot to go to look for it instead of that her secretary took to it.

It had to examine several files.

It extracted the pertinent folders and it left them in his writing-desk.

It sounded the private line.

It answered with the idea that one was going away to find with the voice of James or Benedict.

One more a more remote possibility would be than outside Marie, and more remote still than outside Monique.

" Gabbi " its voice was unmistakable.

" Annaliese…

" opposed Gabbi said.

" What seems to you if we had lunch together? To delay the invitation would not solve anything.

A glance threw to the agenda.

" I can verte to the one " Gabbi named an exclusive restaurant near the office ".

Beams you it reserve, or do I? " Better it beams you, Gabbi " Annaliese answered ".

I have an appointment with my agent.

It is possible that it arrives late.

" I must return to my two office to and average " it noticed Gabbi to him.

" In that case, dame ten minutes of courtesy.

Soon, it requests, if you want.

Gabbi hung the receiver, asked its secretary who made the reserve, took its coffee, and soon it focused all his attention on the work until the hour to fix themselves and to leave the building.

The maquillaje was altered and left.

Ten minutes later, Gabbi entered the restaurant.

Maítre greeted it affectionately and it personally accompanied it until the table.

It requested mineral water and it watched the letter.

It chose a salad Caesar and fruit.

Three quarters of hour later of the hour in which they had been, Annaliese appeared in the restaurant, leaving a perfume wake most expensive to its step.

A fit dress marked the curves of its thin body.

She was high, of long and thin legs; the maquillaje and the gathered dark hair heightened their exotic factions.

One did not apologize to arrive late.

Gabbi observed in silence how it requested a salad different from hers and fresh fruit.

" When you have the next work? " You have so many desire that it marches to me? " Annaliese with a feline smile asked.

" It is a courtesy question " it responded with amiable ridicule.

" Followed of another one about my profession? Gabbi knew the progresses well his hermanastra in its race of model.

Monique did not lose the opportunity to count the ascent of its daughter in its race.

" you Were whom she loved to be to have lunch " Gabbi.

said raised the glass to intention and sucked.

Soon, it returned it to leave in the table.

Annaliese watched it draining the eyes.

" we have never been friends…

In prevailed, Annaliese always had demonstrated to be one arpía vindictive.

" You did all the possible one to destroy any initiative as for me of being friends.

" He wanted to be the center of ours shared family, wanted.

Number one " Annaliese said.

It struck with the nails the edge of the glass.

Gabbi cut a melon piece.

" What seems to you if you say the intention to me of this appointment? " Monique said to me that James more and more nervous and is worried because you do not fulfill the treatment.

The melon was succulent, but suddenly it seemed to lose the flavor.

" Of what treatment we are speaking? " Of the necessary heir of Stanton-Nicols.

Gabbi watched it fixedly while it put the possesor in the plate.

" it seems to Me that it is a subject that does not concern to you, Annaliese.

" You have problems, dear? " the only problem that I have is that interest that you demonstrate by that it is not subject yours.

" It is a family subject " Annaliese with deliberate emphasis responded.

The respect towards the owners of the restaurant avoided that hermanastra threw a cold water glass to him to his.

" Really? It costs to me to think that my father sends to you to you like messenger in a so personal subject.

" you do not create to me? " Not " the price of his valentía could cost to him expensive, very expensive, Gabbi was asked.

" Wanted " the paternalista tone implied the opposite of the affection ", the only difference between a daughter and one hijastra is a document of legal adoption " made a pause ".

Monique could easily convince James that it initiated it…

It could not believe it! Why it surprised as much that sinister plan to him? " the testament of James is very clear.

Monique inherits the main residence, works of art, jewels, and a generous annual amount.

The actions of Stanton-Nicols happen directly to me.

" You think that I do not know that? " Annaliese punctured the salad ".

But something escapes to you…

No, one had not escaped to him.

" Benedict " Gabbi added.

" Very intelligent, wanted.

" You want to be its beloved…

Annaliese was ed ***reflx mng without humor and answered: " Its wife.

" You point stop.

" To the maximum, affection.

Gabbi felt the temptation to cause an incident with the hot coffee or the frozen water, gave him equal.

" But there is a problem.

He already is married " Gabbi said.

" But it can be free easily.

" You seem very safe " it said with serenity, although she was furious on the inside.

" a rich man wants an exemplary host in hall and one prostituta in the bed " Annaliese watched the painted nails perfectly, soon watched Gabbi ".

I cannot imagine that the passion is your fort.

Gabbi did not blink almost.

" Perhaps you are mistaken.

" Really? I do not know why I do not create to you.

Gabbi called to the waiter, requested the account and signed the credit card.

Then, it was put of foot and the purse of the shoulder was hung.

" He will be better not to return to have this type of encounter.

You do not create? " Beloved, I am without working now, and what better than to take a rest in the own city of one? " it watched it with satisfaction ".

Like family that we are, we must watch the one after the other.

The social events are so interesting! " and you want to be present in all the meetings and events " Gabbi responded mockingly.

" Of course.

It did not want to add one more a word.

He was better to go away with dignity in silence.

When returning they were waiting for three messages to it.

Two of them were by subjects of businesses.

It answered them and it made the pertinent annotations in the computer before going to his private telephone.

It felt a knot in the stomach while it hoped that Benedict answered.

" Nicols " its voice was deep and maintained a slight accent American that more by telephone noticed to him.

" you have called when it was outside…

Gabbi imagined to Benedict putting itself comfortable in its chair of skin.

" What so the lunch? " There is something you do not know? " she asked tightening the telephone.

" Annaliese asked for your number of extension " he, imperturbable said.

Any excuse was good to put itself in contact with Benedict, thought Gabbi in relation to his hermanastra.

" you have not answered my question " Benedict said.

" the lunch was well.

You have called for that reason? " No.

For hacerte knowledge that I am not going to be to have supper.

An associate of Taiwan wants to invest in properties and it has requested to me that to him a real estate agent of prestige recommends.

He would be discourteous as for me not to present/display them in a supper.

" Very little courteous " she said solemnly ".

I will not hope to you wakes up.

" despertarte Will be a pleasure " he joked.

The call finished.

Gabbi felt a tremor when remembering the numerous occasions in which it the tact of its lips had waked up and how it had rejoiced in receiving it.

It delivered an attack and it hung.

The rest afternoon was concentrated in the work.

They were almost the five and average when it left the building and, although the traffic was dense, began to lighten itself in Rushcutter's Bay.

When lowering of the car it noticed that the sun was hot, and that the humidity level was high.

It took a cold drink and soon it decided to make lengths in the swimming pool.

That would relax it.

The jacket took off and was towards the kitchen.

Marie was finishing preparing a cold plate.

" She is sure that more it does not want than a salad? Gabbi used a glass as apple juice and soon it seated in one of the stools of the kitchen.

" Yes " Gabbi answered, and took a piece from handle of a beautifully decorated source, that contained lettuce, nuts, fresh cheese ".

It is wonderful! Marie watched it.

" There is fresh fruit and ice cream later.

Gabbi took the juice.

" I believe that I will change and I will occur a bath.

The idea to swim and to remain to the sun awhile was to him decidedly attractive.

" Why you do not finish with this, Marie? It is not necessary that you only remain to clarify plates and to put them in the dishwasher.

" Thanks " the master of keys answered, pleased.

It was not the first night that Gabbi happened single, and would not be the last one.

" She vetoes.

I will see you tomorrow in the breakfast.

Marie took off the apron and it doubled it.

" Serg and I will be in house, if she needs to us.

" I know It " Gabbi answered amiably.

In the short while one went above and a black bikini was put, protective cream extended to pave and lowered with a towel and a dressing gown to the swimming pool.

It left the dressing gown and the towel in a chair and was plunged.

Soon it began to swim.

It made lengths and it was put of backs, enjoying that calm.

It was a form wonderful to relax physical and mentally, it thought.

And to see the things with the sufficient objectivity.

Even the lunch with Annaliese, although perhaps that outside too much.

Hermanastra was not difficult to calculate the following movement of his, given the anxious social life of the sophisticated elite of the city.

Stanton-Nicols was the economic support of several works of charity, and Benedict astutely followed the tradition of Diandra and Conrad Nicols, knowing that the businesses became so much in the office as in the events in which bottoms for charity works were collected.

The idea to have to do Annaliese in some meeting or celebration did not do any grace to him, and less still to have to hold the hints of Monique.

Damn it is! Thus it could not relax.

Gabbi occurred the return and swam until the edge of the swimming pool.

It left and it was dried.

It decided to eat outside, next to the swimming pool.

It took to the salad and a glass of water frozen to the table that was there.

The Vista of the port was spectacular.

It remained observing it awhile.

When it finished having supper, a coffee became.

It chose some magazines and it outside returned to watch the sun putting.

The orange color that was transformed into rose while the sun sank in the horizon, an opaque light soon until the dark arrived.

The lights of the swimming pool ignited giving him a turquesa color.

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