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The Invisible Girl and the Millionaire

The Invisible Girl and the Millionaire

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A story of secrets, forbidden passions, and a fight for what matters most. Beatriz Sosa has lived her entire life in the shadows, fighting to keep her ailing brother safe and ensure her mother's survival. She works tirelessly in the underground world of Villa Esperanza's elite, where the wealthy feel they own everything, even the souls of others. However, when her life hits rock bottom, a tempting offer arrives from Eduardo Moura, the arrogant heir to the powerful Moura family. He doesn't see her as a servant, but as a tool. A key player in his intricate game of power and betrayal. Eduardo, owner of a family empire and a future marked by wealth, offers her a unique opportunity: to be his eyes and ears in the mansion, to become his secret confidant in exchange for what Beatriz needs most: money, medicine, and protection for her brother. A high price, no doubt. But what she doesn't know is that this offer could destroy what remains of her dignity. Between luxurious corridors, dark secrets, and a love that defies all rules, Beatriz must decide how far she is willing to go. How far can she risk her heart and soul for a better future? In a story of class, ambition, and a passion that knows no bounds, Beatriz and Eduardo will find themselves caught in a whirlwind of emotions, impossible decisions, and an attraction that could change everything. The Invisible Girl and the Millionaire is a novel that challenges the limits of love and betrayal, where every step could be the last, and the price of love is higher than either of them ever imagined.

Chapter 1 Under the Lisbon Rain

Night fell heavily on Lisbon, enveloping the alleyways in a blanket of dampness and darkness. The cobblestones slipped beneath Beatriz Silva's bare feet as she ran, dodging shadows, clutching the small handkerchief her younger brother had left soaked with sweat.

The boy's cough still rang in her ears, harsh, broken, like a desperate warning. There was no time to waste. She couldn't wait for morning, not when Tomás was tossing and turning in bed, burning with fever.

The only hope was her mother. And her mother was working that night at the grand Moura mansion, on the other side of the upper neighborhood, where the streetlights seemed more concerned with illuminating the gilded walls of the rich than the urgent footsteps of the poor.

Beatriz knew better than to go near it. "Never go through the gates alone," her mother had warned her again and again. The Mouras didn't tolerate interruptions, much less uninvited visitors from the low alleys.

But her fear for her brother was stronger than any rule.

When she arrived in front of the tall wrought-iron gates, her heart pounded like a drum in her chest. She couldn't enter through the main entrance. The light from the lamps, the elegant murmurs that floated from within, all were a reminder that she didn't belong in that world.

She looked for the small passageway where the servants sometimes sneaked out to smoke. A forgotten corner in an ancient stone wall. She climbed as best she could, tearing her worn skirt, and fell on the other side into a silent garden, scented with jasmine.

She advanced crouching, her heart in her throat, following the side corridors until she reached the back door of the servants' quarters. It shouldn't be long. She would only find her mother, beg her to return to her.

Only that. Without being seen.

But fate had other plans that night.

As she turned into a dark hallway, she bumped into someone.

"What the hell...?!" a male voice growled before grabbing her by the arms.

Beatriz looked up, gasping. In front of her, illuminated only by the light from a wall lamp, stood a young man with messy dark hair and intense eyes, an unbuttoned jacket, and a crooked smile that boded no good.

It was Eduardo Moura.

And she had just interrupted him at the worst possible moment.

Behind him, a young maid was trembling, her eyes wide and frightened. The scene was crystal clear: Beatriz had barged into something she shouldn't have seen.

"Who are you?" Eduardo demanded, his fingers digging into her arms. His eyes scanned her from head to toe, lingering on her worn clothes, her dirty hands, her shaky breathing.

Beatriz tried to speak, but the words caught in her throat. She struggled, terrified, aware that a single accusation could condemn not only her, but her mother as well.

"Let me go," she finally managed, in a voice that didn't sound like her own.

For an instant, something flickered in Eduardo's eyes. Something between curiosity and defiance.

He released her abruptly, as if her poverty were contagious, but he didn't back down.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, his voice now lower, more dangerous.

Beatriz swallowed. She couldn't betray the servant. She couldn't admit to breaking into the property.

So she lied.

"I'm looking for... my mother." Her voice trembled. And she added, pleading with her eyes, "Please."

Eduardo tilted his head, assessing her, like a cat playing with a mouse.

At that moment, a feminine voice, elegant and dry, was heard from the end of the corridor.

"Eduardo? What's going on here?"

Beatriz felt the chill of true threat run down her spine.

Mrs. Moura.

If they discovered her, they wouldn't just fire her. They could accuse her of theft. Or worse.

Eduardo looked at her one last time, his eyes shining with amusement... and something else, something he himself didn't seem to understand.

Then, with a swift gesture, he pulled her toward a side door and pushed her into a dark room, closing it behind her just before Mrs. Moura turned the corner.

Beatriz, trapped in the darkness, leaned her forehead against the door, shivering, as she listened to the distant murmur of voices and footsteps.

She had crossed an invisible line that night.

And something told her there would be no turning back.

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