Deep love: insatiable lover

Melina walked away after that curse and Vanessa laughed sarcastically.

That evening, Vanessa received a call from the butler of Villa Moya that a banquet was to be held in three days’ time.

The Moya’s were an important and prestigious family in the Pacific City, so Vanessa had to return two days in advance to organise everything well.

Vanessa called Orlando but he hung up on her.

She did not call him again and the next day she returned alone to Villa Moya.

-Mrs. Vanessa,” greeted Jaime Arnal, the family butler.

-Hello Jaime, where’s Grandpa?

-You are in the flower room. You can rest in the main hall first, I’ll let you know when he arrives.

-Don’t worry, I’ll look for it myself.

It was inappropriate to wait for grandfather to come for her, so Vanessa went to the flower room.

The Villa Moya had been built in the generation of Orlando’s great-great-grandfather, so it had at least two hundred years of history and was becoming more and more magnificent after extensions and repairs from generation to generation. In addition, Orlando’s grandfather collected historical decorations, so that the house looked even more peculiar in this modern society.

Even the garden had a classical structure, the only exception was that modern glass flower room hidden in the garden. Nobody knew why it existed, nor why Gerardo Moya, Orlando’s grandfather, liked it.

It took Vanessa almost twenty minutes to reach the greenhouse and she saw Gerard sitting in the distance, drinking tea.

-Grandpa! -Vanessa stepped forward and greeted him with joy.

-Vanessa, try my new tea!

Gerard was almost seventy years old, but still very healthy and vigorous. He was always quite friendly to the wife of his only grandson.

-Thank you, grandfather,” said Vanessa, who got on well with Gerard, and tasted the tea.

And he praised it:

-It is so delicious, it has left a refreshing aroma inside my mouth. Grandfather, you surprise me more and more with your good tea.

-What a girl, you sure know how to praise me! -Gerardo chuckled, then added tea to Vanessa and asked casually:

-Where is Orlando? Why hasn’t he come back to you?

Vanessa stiffened for a moment and quickly disguised it with a smile.

-Orlando is still busy, I’ll call him later.

-That brat! Don’t worry, I’ll call him.

-Thank you, grandfather.

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-Thank you for coming to organise this banquet.

-You’re welcome, it’s my duty as a member of the Moya family.

Gerardo smiled and patted her hand.

-If it weren’t for Orlando’s parents passing away so early, you wouldn’t have to be so busy,” Gerardo sighed sadly. Thank you, my child.

-Don’t say that, grandfather.

She smiled and consoled Gerardo, changed to a cheerful theme to bring Gerardo out of his melancholy.

Vanessa was very busy, she returned exhausted to the room at ten o’clock at night and went to take a shower.

Suddenly, the door opened halfway through his shower.