For the new

Even though I made it clear to my grandfather, Anabela's side tried to reconnect. Security guards patrol 24 hours a day to make sure my daughter is safe.

Andreia spends her time at home due to the fragile state of her body. She is replenishing all the nutrients she lost due to the treatment.

I got rid of all the assassins sent from various sides, sending their remains back to the sender. Soon they began to fear my strength, politicians wanted to get closer because my trade had expanded to China.

Unfortunately for them, I have plans of my own.

"Move? Where would we go?"

"Somewhere tropical, away from the cold and those who wish us harm."

"Have you forgotten that our country is at war? No place on earth will accept us."

" And if they do? Will you come with me?"

"If I have to, I'll go without a second thought."

I've planned everything from scratch, Sebastian will take over the companies in my place. Benedicto went to China with the subsidiary we opened.

I decided to go to a place where my daughter will grow up with freedom of choice, a country that is developing rapidly and is great to live in.

Despite the daily corruption and crime, it's nothing compared to my country. The little I've got from my new home is enough to make a new start.

And so, together with my mother-in-law, we took a plane to Brazil. Our hearts are full of this place, leaving everything for a new door.

A direct flight from Russia to Brazil takes an average of 32h 38m and covers a distance of 11338 km. Spending hours in our private jet was very tiring. My daughter wouldn't sit still for a minute and drove the stewardesses crazy.

The mother-in-law had to have a few drinks to calm down, every turbulence made her panic, she thought the plane would crash.

Andreia is the only calm one, but her serious face warms my body. I tried to persuade her to go to the rest cabin I had built just so we could be alone.

It wasn't a good idea, because he got angry with me and gave me the cold shoulder. Even without this collar around my neck, I'm still your dog. I drag my feet for affection.

It's cruel to want your wife and have to control her fire because you can't force her to consummate the marriage. Yes.

I'm still a bastard who looks at the woman he just got back with a hard-on. I go crazy over her beautiful body and sometimes imagine throwing her on the bed and using her body in various perverted ways.

If I keep my self-control, it's because I'm afraid of being abandoned. Our daughter also cries when she doesn't see his face for too long.

After so many hospitalizations, everyone carries the bad feelings from those dark times.

Sex on the plane was out of the question. I tried to pull her away, but Andreia always refused. When we arrived at the airport in São Paulo, everyone was happy except me.

My fetish was trampled underfoot, suffering from the heat.

" Boris, darling, come here."

Andreia beckons me closer, only to kick me between the legs.

" Because... What? " I curled up with my hands at my sides and tried to catch my breath.

She looked at the women who had been staring at me, and I began to laugh through the pain. Andreia showed her possession for the first time.

In a painful way, I have to say.

But I'm happy.

Our security guards picked up the bags and took them to the luxury car waiting for us. In my country, I'm a man like any other. But here in another country, I seem to be considered handsome.

Several women pass by, staring at me in slightly provocative clothes, and Andreia even blocks my view. Honestly, I love all this love.

My joy ended when we stopped at a restaurant for a bite to eat, leaving my family at the table for two seconds to go to the bathroom.

. When I came back, there was this asshole talking to my wife, my blood immediately boiled and my jealousy was no longer funny.

I approached him and stared at him. The bastard, unlike the men in my country, wasn't intimidated by my presence.

" Is this your husband? " Debauchery.

I swear I tried to remain calm, but his gaze on my wife made me lose all sense of reason. I grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and pushed him down on the table with all my might, holding a knife close to his eyes to frighten him.

"I don't know how it works in this country, but in Russia, messing with other people's wives ends in death!"

" Sorry, man!"

I looked at his luxury watch on his wrist and his fine clothes, my security guards had caught him checking out who the guy was. Even if I'd been very careful, they might have found out where we'd gone.

Fortunately, it was just some guy who thought he'd get along with my wife. I let him go because I didn't want any trouble when we got there, but I marked his face.

Furious, I calmed down when I heard Andreia's laughter, glad that I had made up for it, even though I didn't want to. After all, she was annoyed by the guy's persistence. But she was happy not to be the only one freaking out in her new home.

We went to our residence, twice the size of the one we had in Russia, close to nature with a fabulous view.

Inside a condominium where only authorized persons and residents have access. My partners had already received all the information about our stay, as well as the security guards we brought with us.

The two houses on the side were bought to house them and avoid unnecessary contact with the neighbors. I want my family to be as comfortable as possible.

We occupied the suite, my mother-in-law stayed in a room a little farther away, and our little girl had her room decorated to her liking with various dolls.

What I liked most about the place was the huge swimming pool, the gym, the movie theater and the game room. We don't even have to leave the house, but unfortunately I can't keep her inside forever.