Carson immediately stopped and stared at Ander with distrust."How did you return so quickly?" Carson asked Ander."Return? What do you mean?" Curtis asked, puzzled.Ander didn't respond. He just lowered his gaze and remained silent while standing there under the doorway."What did you do to Ander?" Curtis demanded, his attitude changing."I didn't do anything. We just went for a little walk as brothers," Carson replied expressionlessly."Agata and Campbell were involved too. I should have guessed from the beginning," Curtis said."I walked back. My shoes are filled with sand," Ander confessed, crestfallen. "When I got to the hotel, I could see Amber very upset asking for you, Carson. She's at the chalet," he informed.Carson moved his lips from side to side. He wasn't sure if he could trust Ander after what he had done against him."Didn't you hear?" Curtis said, indicating that Ander had given him the needed information. "Your wife is at the chalet. So, I ask you to leave my room im
Amber walked slowly down that long and extensive hallway that disappeared into the distance. It was a solitary and silent corridor. There was no one who could prevent her commitment to Carson that night. It was her duty as a wife to surrender to Carson without making any excuses.There was only one small problem. Her mind couldn't stop thinking about Curtis every second. That spontaneous kiss replayed itself over and over in front of her eyes as if it were a romantic movie.But often in life, all that remains is to sigh and move on."Come on, Amber. You have to forget about Curtis," said Amber, reprimanding herself for that attitude.Amber reached the door of the room she shared with her husband on this trip, and there she sighed deeply.She lifted her face and gathered the courage to open that door. She placed her hand on the handle and turned it slowly.The door opened, and the light from the hallway illuminated the inside of the room."Carson?" Amber swallowed that lump in her thro
The next day, the world's most important bank opened its doors. It was the largest banking institution that existed, famous for lending immense sums of money to big magnates and important individuals when they faced economic problems.The last place in the world any millionaire would want to visit."Alright... Here we are," said Prince Rick Carusi once he saw the bank doors opening.The prince adjusted his elegant and expensive suit as he gathered courage to enter the bank."Are you sure you don't want to wait a couple of minutes?" his assistant Linder asked, still seated on the curb."I don't understand. They just opened their doors. We can go in now," the prince replied, confused."Exactly! They just opened. We don't want them to think we're desperate, and if we go in as soon as they open, they'll realize we spent the night here," explained Linder."Damn it!" the prince immediately knew his assistant was right. "But if we wait too long, others might get ahead, and then it will be ha
The prince and Linder were thrown out of that bank as if they were just ordinary humans. Rick Carusi needed an explanation immediately. So he went to his father to demand the truth about what was happening.It took them a while to return to the palace because they were traveling by bus and covering their faces to avoid being recognized.Upon arriving, they found a huge paper stuck to the main entrance of the castle.It was an ultimatum threatening to expropriate the property if the owners did not pay soon.The prince took that paper and looked at it more closely while Linder looked at Rick in disbelief."It can't be. The bank manager was telling the truth," said Rick Carusi, totally surprised."What are you going to do now?" Linder asked."I need to confront my father," confessed Rick."Remember that your father is very ill," reminded Linder so that Rick would be careful."Don't worry. I just need to know what the hell is going on," said Prince Rick as he opened the palace door.Rick
"What are we doing here?" Ander asked as he followed Curtis to the Stanton mansion's parking lot."You'll see," Curtis replied, searching through all the keys for the cars in that place.Curtis searched for a few minutes on a huge board displaying all those keys until he finally found what he was looking for."Here it is," Curtis said, taking one of those keys.Curtis tossed the keys so that Ander could catch them with his hands."What is this?" Ander asked suspiciously, looking at the keys in his hands."It's my gift to you. I want you to realize that you're a Stanton just like Agatha, Cambell, or Carson," Curtis assured."I don't understand... what can I do with these keys?" Ander asked, looking very confused.Curtis began laughing out loud. He couldn't believe Ander was so inexperienced in these matters."Don't be stupid, Ander. I'm not giving you those keys," Curtis said, laughing hysterically."No?" Ander still didn't understand anything. "Then what is my gift?" he asked."Just p
"That means we'll discuss something serious," said Curtis, also wiping the smile off his face."Otherwise, I wouldn't have come in person," replied the expressionless prince.Curtis closed the mini-bar door very slowly and then crossed his arms over his chest."If you don't mind. I'd like to take a seat," he indicated."Of course... this way," Curtis pointed to his desk and walked over to sit down.The prince sat across from him, and everything was ready to start the conversation."The last time we met, I promised you that I would come soon to Stanton Manor to talk about my engagement to Miss Agatha," Rick Carusi crossed his legs to demonstrate that he was a cultured and stylish person."I remember perfectly. It's very hard to forget everything I went through that day at the art exhibition," joked Curtis as he smiled slightly.The prince interlocked his fingers and then leaned slightly forward to let Curtis know he was speaking very seriously."That day has come, Curtis. I'm here to t
Ander raced through the city streets at meteoric speed in his new Lamborghini Veneno, which Curtis had gifted him.Speed was an addiction that penetrated his veins deeper and deeper with each passing moment.He disregarded all traffic signals, even as he passed by the city's central hospital. Ander was obsessed with that car."This is wonderful!" he shouted behind the wheel as he pressed down on the accelerator, causing the Lamborghini to cover kilometers in mere minutes.Everything was joy and celebration until he came face to face with a police checkpoint controlling traffic.Ander barely managed to brake and stop before running over all those police officers. The Lamborghini's tires screeched loudly as they abruptly came to a halt."Damn it!" Ander exclaimed once he stopped, fortunately without harming anyone.The police officers thanked God for still being alive, then headed towards the Lamborghini to arrest the daredevil who dared to drive so recklessly on a public road.The poli
"Is there something on my face?" asked the beautiful girl, gently touching her face.It was at that moment that Ander reacted and realized he had been mesmerized staring at the face of this stranger."No, no, you don't have anything," Ander quickly said, feeling very embarrassed."You're not from around here, are you? I've never seen you before," she said as she adjusted her merchandise."No, I'm not from here. In fact, I'm lost and I was wondering if you could help me with directions," confessed Ander, lost in the eyes of this lovely girl."Yes, of course. I can definitely help you," she responded as she stepped out of the small shop to face Ander while offering her assistance."I need to get to Stanton Mansion. Do you know which bus I can take, or which direction I should go?" asked Ander."Bus?" she asked and began to laugh."Why are you laughing?" Ander was confused. He didn't know what he had said wrong."The nearest bus would leave you two kilometers away. You would have to walk