Deep love: insatiable lover

Vanessa smiled and avoided Alonso’s words.

-I’m going to cook, what do you want to eat? You can order with me today and I promise to do my best.

-I will eat whatever Vanisa likes to cook.

Alonso’s smile remained the same, the same tone he usually used when talking to Vanessa, so she wouldn’t notice anything different.

Well, even if there was something different, there was no way Vanessa would notice with how distracted she was now.

-I’ll go and cook dinner.

He said, heading for the kitchen with the ingredients he had bought.

Alonso’s eyes locked onto Vanessa’s, his eyes dark and uncertain.

Taking a deep breath and forcing the crazy thoughts from his mind, Alonso forced himself to pull away. He couldn’t look at Vanessa again, he couldn’t stand next to her, he was afraid of losing control.

Back in the bedroom, Alonso’s face was full of anger and sadness.

She must have met someone, otherwise she would be so out of it.

If he had known, he would never have taken Vanessa with him. If he had stayed abroad, he would not have had access to the country and would not have been able to remember his past. Thus, Vanessa would have been his if she had been pure and white.

Yours!

Unfortunately, a thousand pounds cannot buy repentance.

Alonso stayed in the bedroom for a long time, until his emotions calmed down enough for him not to lose control and hurt Vanessa again.

He was going to wait for Vanessa to finish eating, but he had just entered the living room when he heard a noise coming from the kitchen.

-Vanisa!

Alonso’s face flushed and he headed for the kitchen.

The floor was a mess, with spilled and dirty soup on the floor. There was also broken glass, ingredients and so on, which seemed to have been spilled by mistake.

And Vanessa froze in place, unsure whether she was still dazed or stunned.

-Vanisa, what’s wrong? Are you okay?

-I’m fine.

Vanessa then came to her senses and bent down to pick up the broken glass from the floor. She moved so fast that Alonso couldn’t stop her in time.

She was too distracted to pick up the broken glass, and the result was a cut on her finger, with blood dripping from the wound, staining the glass and the floor.

-Don’t move.

whispered Alonso, pulling Vanessa out of the kitchen, avoiding the broken glass on the floor.

-Stay still.

With that, Alonso turned to grab the first aid kit.

Vanessa sat frozen on the sofa, not knowing what to think.

He didn’t even pay much attention to his injured and still bleeding hand.

This caused Alonso, who had approached with the first aid kit, to make a face of circumstance, and the beast he had managed to suppress began to stir again. His eyes became bright and possessive.

To be looked at with that look would have taken your breath away.

Vanessa was so wrapped up in her own thoughts that she missed her best chance to get a good look at Alonso.

When she looked back, Alonso was half kneeling in front of her with his head down, carefully disinfecting his cut finger. The stimulation of the alcohol made his fingers tremble slightly and, subconsciously, he tried to remove them.

-Don’t move.

Alonso moved faster and reached out to grab Vanessa’s wrist, stopping her movement.

-I’m sorry, he just… got a bit carried away.

Vanessa’s voice was full of apologies and a note of sadness and sorrow of which she was unaware. Alonso’s pupils suddenly tensed and he was glad he had his head down at that moment, which prevented Vanessa from seeing the melancholy in his eyes.

-Fortunately, the wound is not deep.

Alonso kept his emotions under control, leaving only a clear look of concern and gentleness on his face.

He sighed in relief after healing the wound.

-Don’t get distracted while cooking in the future, luckily this time it was just a cut. Next time, I wouldn’t dare let you in the kitchen again.

-I’m sorry.

-Well, I’m not blaming you. Sit down and rest for a while while I go to the kitchen.

-I said I would prepare a great meal for you.

Despite Alonso’s natural, carefree attitude, Vanessa felt guilty.

After first lying to Alonso and saying she was going to cook for him and then screwing up by being distracted, she felt even guiltier that Alonso still managed to treat himself gently.

-What does it matter? When your finger gets better, you can cook for me every day.

Alonso hid his sincerity in a joke.

He left the first aid kit in its place, rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen to start cleaning the floor.

When the floor was clean, he checked the groceries Vanessa had bought and started cooking again. Having lived on his own for years, Alonso could still do things like cooking.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Although Alonso cooked in his place, the food was still plentiful.

The two had dinner as usual and chatted from time to time.

Even when he saw Vanessa’s occasional distractions, Alonso pretended not to see them and spent time with her quietly. After dinner, Alonso went to the kitchen to wash the dishes on the pretext that his fingers were injured and should not be touched by water.

-Get some rest tonight, I see you’re not looking too well.

Alonso said with a smile.

-Well, I’ll rest then.

Vanessa couldn’t always control her wanderlust and didn’t want Alonso to worry. So when he offered to go to bed early, Vanessa didn’t refuse and nodded obediently.

Smiling, he watched Vanessa return to her bedroom, and the smile on Alonso’s face faded cleanly.

He entered his study with a cold face and sent a message to his people, asking them to find out who Vanessa was as soon as possible.

With selfish intent, he had limited himself to investigating the area where she had been killed and had withdrawn his men after confirming that he could not find any valuable information. After that, he took her under his wing with a sense of security and betrayed his feelings.

Since he had come this far, I would never let him go.

That is why Vanessa was acting differently at the moment, which made her wary and instinctively want to find out everything about her past before thinking of a countermeasure.

To support his wife, he had to know what difficulties he would face.

He had to be sure that he could have total control over Vanessa, that he could keep her by his side for the rest of his life.

And Vanessa knows nothing about all this.

He wakes up and leaves behind the father and daughter who have been haunting his thoughts. Alonso also tries to forget everything that happened yesterday, as if nothing had happened.

Whatever the purpose, each of them is a kind of cover-up.

Peaceful City.

-Are you feeling better?

-Don’t worry dad, I’m fine.

Cecilia said with a smile.

Although he had made sure that Cecilia was well before returning, Dylan was still worried, and could only be completely reassured when he had confirmed that she was indeed well.

He was now relieved to see that his daughter was healthy and not unwell.

-Come on, let’s go home.

It had only been two days since he left, but he missed his home very much.

If Vanessa were there, it would be even better.