Roseana Oliveira da Silva

Megan was a normal, straight-laced teenager who never took chances. Losing her virginity to the stranger who ran her over was never in her plans. But that's exactly what happened. One perfect night and she fell head over heels in love with the man she never saw again. But life was not the best with her and, for the sake of her family, she had to marry under pressure, joining the surname of the newest richest in Noriah South, the Millers, to the traditional Collins. But fate wanted her to find in her own home the man she had searched for for years of her life, who populated her most intimate and secret dreams. Could they hide the intense feelings caused by that one night of love? What was behind the Collinses, that mysterious and unscrupulous family?

On Cold autumn afternoons

ATTENTION: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SPOILER FOR THE BOOK "THE LADY OF THE COMPANY"


- What are you doing here? Amanda asked, getting up immediately, trying to cover her breasts.


Martim Collins remained seated, his shirt buttons ajar.


Martina entered and watched the scene, visibly shocked:


I turned to leave when Amanda ran up to me:


I looked at her and laughed sarcastically:


- How do you still waste time telling me that?


Martina looked her from head to toe and asked:


- Because he didn't want to, right? - I spoke.


- Because maybe I didn't insist enough. – she mocked.


- Amanda, you were born in this family... How could you?


- How can you say that? You sleep with his father... - Martina said. “I've never met anyone so promiscuous in all my life.


You are sordid