My Blind Fiancée

The girl’s father merely grunted. How was it possible that he couldn’t put everything aside to please his little girl? He must be a fool not to rush into marrying such a beautiful girl.

They left there to go to a restaurant. The last thing Mateo wanted was to be seen with these people. He knew that there would be no shortage of indiscreet individuals who would take a photo of him just to make money. Anything that contributed to the current scandal was fair game for opportunists.

After dinner, he took them to Daria’s apartment, using the excuse of having to return to the office immediately. He felt relieved when he could finally get rid of them.

As soon as he left there, he took a deep breath. The girl’s parents were just like her. He didn’t buy into the story that they didn’t know what their daughter was really like.

He headed to the bar where Akiro was. He found him in a private room with two girls accompanying him. The Japanese man didn’t waste any time. They had a very open relationship with Ima, whom he loved. Everything else was just for fun, and she accepted it because she did the same. Although both of them tried to ensure that their relationship wasn’t affected by this.

“Brother, I thought you’d be with Daria.” Akiro was surprised to see him, knowing that he had to go and meet his fiancée and her parents.

“I was, but I can’t stand her vulgarity, or her parents’, for that matter. It’s really hard for me to tolerate them.” Mateo replied, visibly irritated. That woman behaved just like her parents, and they were equally unbearable.

“Forget about that for a while and enjoy yourself. This is Jenna; I’ll leave you two alone. Ima is waiting for me.” Akiro hoped that his friend would decide to spend time with the girl and forget about his problems for a while.

Akiro left the private room with the other girl, leaving Mateo with Jenna. She was a very pretty girl with long blonde hair, similar to Ava’s. Just because of that, she caught his attention. Since she had left, he hadn’t been intimate with anyone, and every blonde-haired girl he saw made him believe he could find a piece of her in them.

“Hello, handsome. Do you need help relaxing?” She asked flirtatiously while sensually biting her lip.

“That’s your job, isn’t it?” He replied coldly.

Instead of getting offended, the girl smiled. She was used to the arrogance of some customers and as long as they paid well, she didn’t take it personally. She knew who Mateo was, and besides, he was a very attractive man. She was confident he would pay handsomely for her services.

She straddled him and attempted to kiss him. Mateo pushed her away abruptly. Who did she think she was to try to kiss him?

“No kisses.” He said firmly, turning his face away. He was annoyed by the girl’s audacity.

The girl smiled again, took his face, turned it back towards her, and then, looking directly into his eyes, she placed her hand in between Mateo’s legs and started caressing him. She unzipped his pants and continued to fondle him. She put his member in her mouth and began to move up and down gently. Mateo closed his eyes and let himself go. He needed to release all that tension immediately and forget about Ava for a moment.

He was on the verge of asking the beautiful girl to accompany him to one of the many rooms in the place. He thought about dominating and subduing her to his will, but he restrained himself. He didn’t want to fall into the same trap again. He was trying, although it was very difficult. As soon as he felt relieved, he asked the girl to leave.

“Are you sure you want me to go? We could have fun in another way. I assure you, I’m usually very good at my job. You won’t regret it if you accept.” She asked with genuine interest. Any woman would be thrilled to have sex with that man.

Mateo shook his head, gave her a generous payment, and the girl left the private room. He stayed there for a while longer and, after a few more drinks, left the place. To him, it was nothing, but he regretted having done it. He felt like he had betrayed Ava, and he couldn’t get her out of his head for a single second. He saw her image every time he closed his eyes.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

The next day, Lola and the little one arrived in Milan. Tadeo had sent someone trustworthy to pick her up, and shortly after, they were with Ava. Ava treated Lola like a daughter, but she disagreed with her decision to return to Milan. She understood that Ava wanted her uncle to pay, but not at the expense of her safety and that of the little one, who at ten months old was becoming more lively every day.

“Daughter, you know I don’t agree with this, but if it’s your decision, I’ll support you every step of the way.” Lola was willing to support her unconditionally.

“Thank you, nanny. I love you so much; you’re like a mother to me.” Ava said as she hugged her.

Lola couldn’t help but cry; Ava’s affection meant the world to her. She had been by her side since her birth, and that’s why the love she had for her was so immense.

The day of the concert arrived. Lola stayed in the apartment with the child. If Mateo was going to be at the venue, it was better not to take any risks and have Ava go see him. Ava was nervous. The tickets had sold out, which meant the place would be packed, and she also knew that Mateo would attend, which had her on the verge of a breakdown. She fanned herself with her hands, trying to catch her breath.

Tadeo knew very well what was causing her nervousness. The poor man suffered in silence, wishing that Ava felt for him at least half of what she felt for Mateo.

The orchestra began to play a soft melody, and the notes of the violins stood out among the others. Suddenly, the curtain opened, and a beautiful girl appeared, playing the piano majestically. She had her hair tied up, and the design of her dress exposed her beautiful back, adorned with temporary tattoos that were so subtly drawn that instead of giving a bad impression, they enhanced her back’s beauty.

Mateo couldn’t take his eyes off that woman; she seemed perfect to him. She played the piano with such passion that it had him mesmerized. Daría was by his side, wearing an annoyed expression that she didn’t bother hiding. This type of music wasn’t to her liking; she preferred more upbeat music and believed that music you couldn’t dance to was simply no good.

After finishing the piece she was playing, Ava stood up and walked to the front to sit in a chair in the middle of the stage. They brought her a violin, and she placed it on her shoulder, starting to play it with the same or perhaps even more passion than the piano. She moved the bow in a way that it seemed to caress the strings. Ava usually closed her eyes when she played; she was accustomed to playing in the dark. She felt that every note vibrated within her, and the instrument and she became one. Mateo thought it was the sexiest image he had ever seen.

After playing several pieces, Ava opened her eyes, set the instrument aside, and stood up to thank the standing ovation from the audience. That’s when she saw him, their eyes met again. There he was, with that woman in the front row. Her hands began to sweat, and she felt her body trembling. She had to control herself; she couldn’t allow his gaze to affect her like this. It was as if he could penetrate her soul with his gaze, and she had the impression that she would be exposed at any moment.

Ava felt a shiver run through her, and a tingling sensation in her stomach. She quickly averted her gaze and, after thanking the audience once more, she said her goodbyes, left the stage, and hurried to her dressing room.

Mateo remembered seeing a girl with beautiful flower arrangements outside the theater. He rushed out without giving Daría a chance to follow him. He had completely forgotten about her. As he left so quickly, she thought he had probably gone to the bathroom and would return. She started texting her friends, bragging about having captured the most sought-after bachelor of them all.

He bought the most beautiful bouquet he could find and then made his way to the dressing rooms. In the dimly lit hallway with several doors, he advanced while searching for the door with the name “Grecia De Luca” in huge golden letters. He immediately heard her soft voice.

“Yes?” She thought it might be Tadeo coming for her. The detective always accompanied her when she performed, sitting in the front row, and they left together after the concert.

“Miss Grecia, I’m Mateo Licciardi.” He knew he was being bold, but he needed to see her. The girl seemed like a complete beauty, and he also saw a bit of Ava in her.

Ava was surprised to hear his name. What was Mateo doing outside her dressing room? She felt her heart start to beat rapidly.