Chapter 3
- Antonella
- “I can't believe he was here,” I replied, in a regretful tone.
- “Nella, can you see that everyone is looking at us like it's our fault? — Raquel asked, and I agreed.
- — One thing I say: I'm going to kill Davi inside the police station, and it's going to be now. Who is he to want to treat us like that, as if we were children?
- "Nella, let's go."
- "Do you really think he was serious?" I asked. He wouldn't be able to do what I was thinking, would he? It was then that I had an idea: — Raquel, let's go to the bathroom — I took advantage of everyone being distracted by the new show.
- 'What are we going to do there?' - she asked. “OK, no silly comments,” Raquel added, watching the expression on my face.
- We went straight to the bathroom. I closed the door and made sure there was no one else. I went to the bathroom sink and took out everything inside my bag, touching everything as if it were something different.
- “I found it,” I yelled.
- "What is this, Nella?" Rachel asked curiously.
- “My brother's son of a bitch put a tracker in my bag. Now I'm going to make mincemeat of it.
- "Is he crazy now?"
- “If he's not, he'll stay, because I'm going to make his life hell, and it's going to be now. You come with me?
- "Of course I do, how do you get to the police station?"
- “Oh, true. We will. I'll hunt now, Lord David,” I replied, and we set off, with one last glance toward the stage.
- Raquel handed the key to the valet, and while we waited for the car to arrive, I took a small mirror, got dressed, touched up my makeup, and from there we went straight to the police station.
- — Will you come in? I asked, already knowing the answer.
- — Better not — I already imagined.
- “I'll be right back,” I said, getting out of the car.
- I walked towards the building and passed everyone who was there. I already knew them and they knew that when I was there, it was Davi, so they greeted me laughing.
- — Antonella, dear, what are you doing here this morning? one of the boys asked. Leandro, a mutual friend.
- — Choke Davi, is he here by any chance? I asked, in a sweet tone.
- “Yes, it's in his room. Want me to see if he can answer you?
- "Not really, if you warn me, I'll choke them both, and you know it, don't you?" I practically yelled at him.
- "Calm down, Antonella," he replied, with a laugh.
- I walked out of there huffing and started screaming calling Davi a son of a bitch down. I even asked God for forgiveness at that time, for cursing our mother, who was a saint for putting up with us. But David would pay dearly, ah, if he would!
- I arrived at his room screaming, I opened the door with everything and I noticed that he got a real fright, which made him sit up quickly.
- — Antonella, what are you doing here? - He asked. Is he really asking me this?
- "David, I want to know what the hell you put in my bag!" I was already starting to get stressed.
- - What are you talking about?
- "Don't be silly with me, no," I replied, flustered.
- "But I'm not pretending, and another thing, my sister, you're inside a police station," he said, his voice changed now.
- — Stop putting a tracker on me, otherwise I'll get married, I'll run away, I don't know! Leave me in peace!
- "It's for your safety," he replied calmly.
- — My security? For God's sake, David, this is too much.
- “Antonella, you don't know what men are like out there.
- — David, my son, you think I don't know what a man is, don't you?
- “I don't want to hear it.
- "Holy shit, Davi, stop trying to control me," I said, noticing that he was all calm.
- — No, no, Antonella, you know very well that I have to take care of you.
- —David, I'm of age and vaccinated, and I don't want anyone on my feet trying to control me—now I was about to explode.
- — Antonella, don't come, I won't let you go to that place!
- “I'll say it for the last time: I'm of legal age,” he said for the last time before I flew at his neck.
- "What were you doing there?"
- “I was enjoying myself, as any normal woman would be, in case some ogre son of a bitch… No, I can't curse our mother,” I replied.
- — Do I get in the way? I heard a hoarse voice. Holy shit, that voice got me all excited.
- "I'm sorry, Diogo," Davi replied, a little embarrassed.
- And I was curious wanting to know whose wonderful voice it was. I turned around and thought: I'm going to swear again, goddamn it, this man is really horny.
- "No problem, is everything OK here?" asked the owner of the sexy voice.
- “I'm sorry I'm yelling here at the station, sir,” I apologized, already turned on just hearing his voice.
- — Pleasure, Diogo Venturini Nogueira — he introduced himself, extending his hand to greet me.
- — Pleasure, Antonella Hauffen. I'm the sister of the idiot next door,” I replied, joking, to mask my excitement, and I heard David groan.
- "Antonella, Diogo is the deputy," replied Davi, looking at both of us.
- — I'm sorry, doctor, can I call you that, or something else? I asked. Wow, what is this delegate, my Father? From the clothes he was wearing, he was very muscular and sexy as fuck. I noticed that the hot deputy was distracted and called him again. —Doctor Diogo — hm, a sinful thought occurred to me, the two of us in bed, hello, this man must be good in bed.
- "I'm sorry, you can call me Diogo anyway," he replied.
- “You can call me Antonella. Well, I'm sorry I have to leave, but I have to get back to where I was.” I did it on purpose, to tease my brother, even though I didn't go back to the strip club. That would leave David with the flea behind his ear.
- "I'm sorry, what place would that be?" – he asked me, curious, and, as I like to tease Davi, I opened a sexy smile and replied, looking at that beautiful specimen:
- "Oh, I was at a strip club," I said, and walked away, leaving them both, of course, surprised. I went back to the car.
- - How was it? Rachel asked me. I was a little melted because of that man.
- “David is a beast. Let's see if he leaves me alone now,” I replied, and told her about the deputy.
- "Nella, did you like him?"
- “What woman wouldn't like that man?!
- “Um, Nella is in love.” Raquel made a gesture with her fingers, drawing a heart.
- “Beast,” I replied, laughing.
- — My house or yours?
- - Your. Shall we order pizza?
- — Come on, but what about your diet?
- "For now, forgotten," I replied, laughing.
- I want to lose weight for health reasons, not aesthetics, although I was fine the way I was. I love myself this way.
- “Then to my house. And tell me more, how is this delegate?
- “Simply the hottest thing I've ever seen,” I replied, still remembering my deputy.