All Chapters of Here Comes the Lord: Chapter 921
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Chapter 921
Briana entered the Ferro House living room, flanked by her parents, who hovered over her as if she were still a fragile little girl instead of a grown woman carrying their first grandchild.They guided her straight to the sofa, fussing as though she might shatter at any moment.“There, little daughter,” Sandro said with satisfaction, “sit down and make yourself comfortable.”“Dad, Mom, that’s not necessary—”“It is necessary,” Nadir cut in firmly. “And I’m spending the entire day with you.”Julian happened to walk in at that moment and had to fight the urge to roll his eyes.The old woman’s tone made his stomach turn — was she really using her daughter as an excuse to hang around the house again, just to have more s*x with the staff?“Ah, Julian, there you are,” Sandro said, noticing him. “Thank you for preparing that tea for my daughter.”Julian straightened, managing to keep his composure. “Regis informed me that you were all quite... thrilled.”Nadir frowned. “And why didn’t you te
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Mark allowed himself to be interviewed in his study that morning, settling into the role with the same composure he used whenever he needed to protect Briana. Mary Ellen sat across from him, recorder in hand, her expression sharp with purpose.“How has your wife been handling the news, Manager Ferro?” she asked.‘Manager Ferro?’ The title echoed in his mind with faint surprise, but he kept his tone steady. “She’s shown courage in the face of all this pressure.”“And what does she think about the strike on the ‘Times of Glory’ set?”“She believes the safety of her staff needs to come first,” he replied.Mary Ellen narrowed her eyes, already knowing where she wanted the conversation to go. “Isn’t Karl Carvalho, the recording supervisor, engaged to your wife’s best friend?”“That’s correct,” Mark said coolly. “Their engagement party was held here.”“So we can assume,” she pressed, “that yesterday’s terrorist attack was a direct affront to you and your wife, right?”“Certainly.” His voice
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Luana immediately noticed Karl's discomfort when he answered the call. He tried to hide it, but his tense shoulders and averted gaze gave everything away. If he could, he would have a long conversation with Celia, that much was clear to him. But with his fiancée sitting just a few steps away, he couldn't take the slightest risk.“CELIA, I forgot to block your number!” he yelled, turning away so Luana wouldn’t see his expression.Luana frowned, already bracing herself to get up from the chaise lounge and snatch the phone from his hands. Something inside her knew that this call meant nothing good.On the other end of the line, Celia frowned at her ex-lover's coldness.“Luana’s right there, isn’t she?”“We have nothing left to talk about,” Karl snapped. “Why is your voice so hoarse? Spent all night moaning under your new lover?”“Of course not! I just want to know how you are! The whole internet saw your building blow up! They said the bomb was in your car!”“Thank you very much, but I a
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Elara D’Arveil, a stunning blonde with an hourglass figure, was the kind of woman who knew she was beautiful. She never hesitated to show it, yet understood perfectly the fine line between captivating and vulgar, and she never crossed it. Her beauty was meant to impress and command respect, not provoke the fantasies of the lecherous.Reclining on the chaise lounge in the presidential suite of the Rocha Hotel, she spoke to Mark while wearing a gold dress with subtle slits at the leg and neckline, tasteful enough to draw admiration, not envy.Truth be told, Elara could dress as a nun and still stir resentment among other women!“Manager Ferro, I want to talk about what’s happening in the city. Are you at the Glamour?” she asked, her tone smooth and composed.“Certainly,” Mark replied. “Someone has to keep things moving.”“Then I’ll head over there. I know the address.”“If it’s not dangerous for you…” Mark furrowed his eyebrows.Braspolis is under fire but this lady wants to see him now
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Celia finally had enough strength to get out of bed. Since Gilson had torn her nightgown with his bare hands, she had been forced to slip into one of his dress shirts far too large, smelling of him, brushing her thighs as she walked.Still sore, she crossed the kitchen and set the delivery box she’d ordered onto the table. Cooking had never been her talent, and she didn’t pretend otherwise.She lowered herself gingerly onto the chair, wincing at the ache lingering across her backside, then opened the container. Her expression soured instantly.Inside, the box was overflowing with rice and beans — mountains of it — while the meat amounted to a pathetic scrap of chicken, hardly bigger than her thumb. A shower of farofa dusted one corner, and a few sad fries lay wilted on top.“What is this? More rice and beans than anything else!” she growled.Annoyance surged through her. She snatched her phone with the intention of typing out a furious complaint, but—Her phone rang so abruptly that s
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Mark was taken aback when Elara D’Arveil appeared in his office carrying two restaurant bags.She was stunning, graceful in a way that made her look like a delicate street girl inviting her humble boyfriend to share a lunchbox of pasta and sausage. It was an image that did nothing to diminish her beauty.He rose out of respect, his gaze instinctively tracing the curves of her body and the soft fullness of her breasts beneath her blouse. She wore a fitted cream silk top tucked into a high-waisted pencil skirt the color of midnight, the ensemble sensual without crossing into vulgarity.“Miss D’Arveil, you really didn’t have to trouble yourself,” he said, trying to sound stern.“Have you eaten yet?” she asked.“No, but I could’ve ordered something through the app.”“Don’t exert yourself unnecessarily,” she replied, warm and charismatic. “Come. Let’s eat and talk.”She set the bags on his desk. Mark craned his neck as she unpacked the containers. When he finally saw the label, his eyes wi
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Claudia’s eyes flew wide as if she’d suddenly been cast into a sitcom she hadn’t prepared for.'Did that damned maid say something?' she wondered, then forced herself to speak. “And how do you know that wasn’t true?”“Sandro and I were at the dinner table. Neither you nor Nadir showed up.”For a split second, Claudia’s lips curled into a sly smile. Nadir hadn’t shown up last night either.'So the tramp didn’t come to dinner, meaning she spent the night with her lover too,' she mused with satisfaction.“When I got in, you were asleep,” she said.Gilson’s lips twitched in a crooked smile. He knew perfectly well she was lying—because he had also spent the night out, buried deep inside Celia until dawn.“That must’ve been it, then,” he said with cynical sweetness. “We need to pay closer attention to our marriage, my dear.”“Darling, that’s all I want for our lives,” she insisted.“Great. Then tonight, we’re having a special evening together.”It took every ounce of Claudia’s strength to f
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“Is something wrong, Luana?”“Oh, hi, Mark! No, I was just telling YOUR MOTHER-IN-LAW that Civil Defense notified us we can return to our apartment.”Nadir noticed the emphasis in the "mother-in-law" as if she wanted to remind her who she was. She frowned.“Are you sure the building won’t collapse with you inside it?” he asked.Nadir hid a smirk, secretly hoping it would collapse with Luana in it.“No, thank God it won’t,” Luana replied.“That bomb exploded in the ground-level garage,” Mark mused. “It must’ve damaged the foundations.”“For God’s sake, Mark,” Nadir snapped impatiently, “if Civil Defense said it’s safe, then it’s safe!”“What’s your problem, Nadir?”Realizing she’d spoken too sharply, she covered her mouth, eyes widening. Luana merely shot her a sideways glance, wearing a thin, mocking smile.******Vasconcelos Mansion, Living Room.Ensuring she was truly alone, Claudia closed the double doors with care. With her phone in hand, she scrolled to a particular contact, the
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Mark frowned, trying to make sense of the chaos in his own home, and not liking what he heard.“Nadir,” he said slowly, “I know you want to discuss Bri’s diet with Julian while she’s pregnant.”“Mark…” she murmured, her voice timid.“But keep in mind he knows what he’s doing. His whole family works in gastronomy.”“I know—”Mark's voice sounded sterner. “And I will not tolerate mistreatment of my staff in my home.”Before the tension could rise further, Briana’s voice floated in from the dining room.“Sweetheart?”Nadir turned, and Briana stepped into view, wearing a modest swimsuit that accommodated her baby bump, a charming straw hat, and a light cover-up draped over her shoulders.Mark’s face softened instantly, all sternness forgotten the moment he saw his wife.Luana, however, kept a sharp eye on him. She wasn’t going to let him conveniently forget the matter!“Did you nap well?” Nadir asked sweetly.“Yes,” Briana said. “But if I wanted to sleep any longer, I wouldn’t have manage
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The news lit Claudia up like a chandelier. She smiled so broadly she looked five years younger.“Really? I’ve been trying to do that for ages! How did you manage it?”"Caught her screwing Collins and other suits from the company in the underground garage,” Sandro answered with a nonchalant tone.He walked off, leaving her standing there, chin resting thoughtfully on her hand.“Maybe I should try that with Rodolfo…” she muttered under her breath. “It’d be a new and… interesting experience.”She glanced around to ensure no one had heard her.The sound of Gilson’s furious strokes echoed from the pool.Smirking, she headed toward the patio.Claudia reached the pool just as Gilson swam back to the edge for a break. He climbed out, water dripping down his body.In Claudia's mind, he rose in slow motion: muscular, virile, hair on his chest glistening, stomach sculpted into a six-pack... and not a swimsuit in sight!The Gilson she had married.But when she blinked, the vision snapped. Reality