##Chapter 51
livia
Two months passed. I was discharged in the first few days, but the babies were not, as they needed more time under observation, but they were gaining weight and healthy. I refused to go home, so the room at the private hospital almost became mine and Demétrio's, since he didn't want to leave either, he would just go get what he needed at the farm and come back.
My father and Maria came to visit us several times and when I told him that his grandson would be called Heitor, he cried with happiness and pride. The month before, my little brother was born, by normal delivery, very healthy.
That was a very special day. My children were turning two months old and we were going to take them home.
When we arrived at the farm, Maria and my father together with Sônia and Frederic had prepared a welcome celebration for Sofia and Heitor.
Finally peace and happiness reigned. I felt like the happiest woman in the world. Had the best man in the world, children who are the best things in the world. A wonderful family.
I couldn't want anything more.
When I thought I was going to lose my children, my world collapsed, I immediately lost the will to live. But now it's gone because I have my little angels, my miracles with me.
demetrius
Love can happen when you least expect it. A fragile, suffering girl who went through so many bad things, fell in love with a brute and hurt man.
However, suffering never left Livia bitter or her heart hardened. She continued to be sweet when I closed my heart, but her blue eyes enchanted me and I was unable to keep myself away from her a day after I looked at her that way.
This is the story of Um Maldito Bruto who was conquered by a sweet young woman and they were the protagonists of a tender and beautiful love. We went through many difficult stages but many more moments of happiness.
The sweet, immature, sensitive, friendly, whiny and pure-hearted girl conquered the stone heart of a hurt, rude, arrogant and wounded man.
And this love bore fruit, our children, the reasons for our lives.
A few months later.
Today would be the big day. We were going to get married.
Livia walked into the natural, outdoor space where the wedding was taking place, stunningly beautiful in her strapless white dress, a radiant smile on her face, being brought to me by her father.
I was in a black suit and my hair was slicked back, tears were automatically filling my eyes, my heart was beating frantically as she came towards me, looking like a perfect angel, looking into my eyes.
I would never get tired of admiring those eyes.
When I received her at the altar, I wanted to kiss her, take her, love her right there.
The ceremony started and I just concentrated on saying yes, because the other part of the time I just wanted to look at the most beautiful woman in the world and feel so damn lucky to have her.
We had another surprise with Bobby coming in carrying our rings on his leash, it was one of the best parts of that unforgettable day.
All friends were present, even Marcos. We ended up getting along. We wouldn't be best friends, but I didn't hold any grudges against him and I was grateful for what he did for my wife.
Frederic was holding Sofia on his lap and his girlfriend, a young woman called Isabela, was holding Heitor who seemed very comfortable, they loved being held.
— I love you and I will always love you, you arrived when I wanted nothing and now you are my everything. My princess, my beautiful, mother of my children and love of my life. I love you so much. I declared making Livia cry with happiness.
“The moment I saw you, I wanted you. You are my everything and mine gave all the happiness in the world! — Lívia looked at our children — I love you for everything and I will always love you, my love.
After the ceremony, we had a party and spent most of the night celebrating our special day, with the two of us stopping every now and then for Livia to breastfeed or for me to change the babies. There was no shortage of laps for the children, they were six months old and everyone wanted to hold them.
When the party was over, Lívia and I took our children, said goodbye to those who were still present and went home.
We were still at my father-in-law's house, Lívia's room had become ours and the children had their own room, but we were building our house the way we wanted it on a lot next door, my house would be Frederic's to live with his girlfriend.
We put the sleeping babies in their cribs and went to our room. Before going in, I made a point of taking her in my arms and gently kicking the door open, I set her on her feet inside, locked the door and pinned her against the wall.
“I was crazy about that moment. I almost growled and Lívia smiled turning her back as a sign to take off her dress.
— And I couldn't wait to be in your arms, my love. His voice made me hard to the point of pain.
I quickly took off her dress, revealing the white lingerie underneath, closed my eyes feeling like a lucky motherfucker at every turn, and opened them again, hungrily. I threw her on the bed and took off my clothes calmly and sensually, even though I was dying to be inside her.
We loved each other intensely that night. There was something special, it was our honeymoon. The babies got a lot of sleep, enough for us to love each other how we wanted and the way we wanted for several hours.
Finally, we were complete. No one, ever again, would hurt the love of my life. We would be happy forever.