Heiress and billionaire
In Ciudad La Rosa, at the Hacienda “Los Rincones”.
Rafael:
With my head about to explode, from the displeasure provoked by my mother Camila, by pretending that I assume a matrimonial commitment with her friend’s daughter, I mounted on my horse Tornado and rode until I felt, the freedom that running on it gives me.
I don’t know what my mother has in her head, when she pretends that in the XXI century a marriage commitment is made effective, to increase her social status. Besides, according to her, this would please my father’s will to prolong his last name.
I will only have my own children, with the woman of my choice, not with the one she wished. I need to escape this situation, so I will leave this weekend for the City. If she decides to bring Mirelys Zambrano, let her receive her herself.
Thinking about going to Ciudad La Rosa, I remembered that six months ago, being drunk, but wanting to have sex with someone, I defended that “goddess of love” from her alleged rapist. However, I ended up taking advantage of her purity, without considering the state she was in and ended up obsessed with her.
As much as I have tried to find out about my goddess, no one has been able to give me any information. It seems as if the earth has swallowed her up. I have not been able to forget that moment, even in my dreams I see a blurred image of her, very young, beautiful, with beautiful blue eyes, her long blonde hair and her rich scent of Coco Chanel.
Next, at full gallop, I went to the river and then to the waterfall, my favorite place. Upon arrival I took off my boots and clothes, leaving me in just boxers. However, taking two steps into the water, I decided to take it off and throw it on the shore.
I longed to take a bath as God brought me into the world. It had been a long time since I had done so, almost since Maria de los Angeles died. In this place, within the boundaries of my ranch, there is a vertical waterfall, where the river that crosses the ranch flows into it.
The water falls by gravity and is totally crystalline. For the farm workers in the area, it has healing powers. For me, in particular, it relaxes me and manages to appease the anger and rage, which I get especially with my mother.
After swimming for a while, I got out of the water and got dressed, wetting my clothes. So, I climbed on Tornado and again at a gallop, I returned to the ranch. Entering through the back terrace, I found my mother, who seemed to be waiting for me.
-Rafael, son, I need to talk to you! -I can’t conceive that everything between the two of us always ends with an argument. When Maria de los Angels was alive, you weren’t like that,” she pleaded.
Because she was the daughter-in-law you wanted, she pleased you in everything, instead of looking like her mother-in-law, you looked like her mother,” I complained to her, dissatisfied with her attitude towards me.
-And what do you prefer? -He asked me, with controlled rage, “That I don’t appreciate the women who love you? One of the most important things for me is that you are happy, that you find the woman who loves you for who you are and not for what you have,” he said.
-If that were true, I would feel satisfied, but I know that is not so,” I replied, leaving her alone on the terrace and walking towards the stairs to go up to my bedroom. She walked behind me, insisting.
-Son, please listen to me! You will soon be twenty-seven years old and you are still single, without a girlfriend. You may give rise to other comments,” she said.
-I don’t care what other people think! -I answered her and ran up the stairs to get away from her.
My mother seemed to have changed her strategy, however, this one didn’t work either. I am not willing to lose the opportunity to find the woman of my life, as some song says out there, “my dulcinea”.
“She doesn’t care about my feelings, only about her goals: perpetuating my father’s family name and moving up in status, what a pity!”
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Sofia:
Recovering from the news about my father’s death, I was hospitalized for forty-eight hours. According to my gynecologist, I was suffering from preeclampsia. When I left the hospital, she gave me a whole series of instructions and recommendations, which I had to follow to the letter, literally.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.
Now, more than ever, I had to take care of them, because in the long run they would be three children that would come into this world, to perpetuate my father’s last name, since they would be natural children and would carry his last name.
As was to be expected, I could not accompany my mother to my father’s funeral, due to a doctor’s prescription. Due to the situation presented, I had to keep absolute rest, for the life and health of my triplets, who according to the last ultrasound were three boys.
In Paradise Island, the funeral and burial took place, accompanying my mother in these acts my friend Shayla. Meanwhile, Sheyli stayed with me. Both of them asked for leaves from their respective jobs, alleging the death of a relative.
A month after the death, the Narrator:
By virtue of the fact that Sofia completed her seven months of pregnancy presenting strong contractions, her mother Estefania Borbon, widow of Morales, transferred the lawyer, notary and other required personnel to Ciudad La Rosa, to read the will of Don Juan Carlos Morales De la Vega.
When the reading took place, Sofia was astonished to learn how her father named her as his sole and exclusive heir. On the other hand, her mother, as she had a marital community with him, owned fifty percent of the shares in the shipping company.
The other fifty percent of the shares of his property, he left exclusively to Sofia, with the proviso that the assets that did not enter the marital community, through the marriage contracts, remained in full ownership of his daughter and which, alone, are valued in billions of dollars.
Thus, after reading the will and the description of all the assets of this legacy, Sophia was heir to shares, accounts, funds, trusts, insurance, movable and immovable property. Likewise, of much of the Naviera fleet including its structure…