A Mother For My Son

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she claims she had to leave because of what happened, although truth be told, I doubt that. Still, it puts my mind at ease not having that woman arou

's surprised that I'm talking to him, since I've completely ignored him since the incident with

ow you can't go back there.

clothes and documents. You can't deny me

, I have them. We'll pick them up a day after you arrived." I bite my tongue to kee

." I cross my fingers hoping he'll agree. "I think it's the least I deserve for ta

need a perso

e there to protect me because they were nowhere to be found that day." I preempt him before he refutes my request by suggestin

get you one. Now, continue eating; to

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crying, and Massimo let me take him with me) and Franco, my new bodyguard, as well as several of his men, w

by the way, are very expensive. I'm not used to shopping in places like this; when I lived in Mexico, I taught la

hat I'll need in the following days, as well as underwear and sleepwear. I also buy some very nice clothes for A

who have come with me to sit and eat, but they refuse, claiming they are on duty. I don't like eating while they just watch; it makes me feel bad, so I tell them it's an order to sit down

most about to leave the shopping

with a good body, dark hair, and light eyes, but the tone she uses

answer to you." I try to keep walking, but she grabs my arm and pulls

ou, he'll forget about you." She continues, then throws her drink in my face. I can see Franco next to me wanting t

ou seriously, especially dressed like that, you look like a streetwalker." I move closer to her and whisper so no one else can hea

oor woman who's been humil

eld high all this time, pretending not to care at all, the truth is, I felt humiliated by the treatment I received. The only thing I'm thankful

my room to take a shower and change clothes, but the woman with him in the livin

ound and stand in front of them, looking at her with a furrowed brow. Now that I see her well, she's the woman I saw with Massimo the first time, and I understand that she may be very beau

ards Massimo, who looks at me with clenched fists. "Maybe if you agree to take care of his son, you can be his main lover and let me leave this house." I turn around and quickly run upstairs to my room with Alex in my arms. I don't want the idiot of his father to