Darkness has evolved for Larisa Santos - A waitress whose facing many trials in her current lifestyle. Her ruinous personality causes mayhem as she is determined to set herself free from her corrupt home life. This only impacts her decision when she...
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Larisa
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It surprises me at how many cars Adam owns. As we arrived and jumped into the blacked out Ferrari, I take in the yellow interior and feel luxe at my new life with him.
I never imagined traveling so much and being a passenger princess inside all the cars i've always dreamt of being in. He's made all my dreams come true, but the biggest dream was him.
I rest my head back on the seat and smile as I stare at his side profile. He merely focuses on the road with his usual serious face. "You can smile you know. It suits you", I say. His brows rise as he looks at me briefly. "Am I not smiling?", He says with the most straightest face possible and I giggle at his sarcasm.
That's when I see the corner of his lip curl up. "We're almost here", He mentions and I look out the window to take a curious peak. I've always wondered where Adam was brought up. I imagined him to live in a small home with many friendly neighbors.
But maybe that's just what I want.
That's until my brows crease the moment we approach a closed gate in front of a large home.
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Adam clicks a button on his keys and that's when the gates open up for a welcoming entrance. I roll the window down and my eyes peer up at the detailed facade which takes my breathe away. Never have I seen a home or stood on the grounds of a property so lavish.
Adam parks in an angle before my eyes land on two figures stepping outside onto the front porch. A woman with long black hair flowing down her back waves in excitement which Adam returns with a smile, making him look vulnerable in this sweet moment.
I grow emotional at the loving environment his parents bring. This is how any child should feel coming home, regardless of the age.
And if I couldn't have it, i'm glad Adam did.
As we both step out, I watch the woman jog towards him and capture his large frame in her arms. He returns the gesture by wrapping his arms around her and placing his cheek on the top of her head. "Merhaba Mama. Kayfa halik?" [Hello mom. How are you?].
