One year later
Days had passed. Time kept moving forward, leaving trails of pain and memories behind. Selvia’s life had changed—but not in the way she had hoped. She woke up in the arms of a man. A warm body, but not Andre’s. This one belonged to Bobby—a muscular man with a charming smile that masked a darker side.
“Baby, when will you keep your promise to buy me a house?” Selvia asked in a playful tone, her hand caressing Bobby’s chest. “I want a place of my own.”
Bobby chuckled lightly, his hands shamelessly roaming over her body. “Be patient, sweetheart. Once that foreign partnership deal goes through, you can have whatever you want. Not just one house—three. A villa, a luxury car, anything.”
Selvia smiled, though her heart ached. “Really, baby? Don’t lie to me...”
“Have I ever lied to you?” he said, pulling her closer. “Now, take care of me before I head to the office.”