Celso_Duvecchi
Mari had always been my person in the world. The only friendship that survived time, secrets, and chaos. And our unspoken rule was always crystal clear: her father was an absent, complicated figure, and completely off-limits.
Until New Year's Eve.
I just wanted to survive a boring family party so I wouldn't spend New Year's alone on the couch. What I didn't expect was running into César: 55 years old, owner of a coffee export business, a sculpted body showing through his shirt, and an intense gaze that seemed to know exactly what I was thinking.
When the party ends and the house falls silent, Mari goes upstairs to sleep. It's just me, the pool, and a man in a white swim suit who knows exactly how much power he holds. Reason tells me to leave. Good sense reminds me he's my best friend's dad.
But when César smiles and invites me for late-night coffee, I know it's already too late to turn back.
"Render unto Caesar the things that are Caesar's."