Chapter 50

• Pov Samantha
• My heart stops just seeing the painting in front of me, it's him, my Fernando. Her silhouette captured on the canvas is the best thing my eyes have seen, because every part of her body, including the tattoos are there, including the path that splits between her belly and that I have kissed so much, including the mole on her neck. I look down to her intimacy, which in the portrait falls on her abdomen in such a sexual way that it makes me salivate; It's perfect, I'm surprised because it seems so real that it makes me shudder, and not only that, the calligraphic signature of the painter with the word: "stop; Samantha. M" at the bottom makes my heart race.
• "I want to buy it, I can pay whatever it takes, sir," says a woman behind me, my face warming.