MAYARA NARRATING
I can't believe that after years together, Barão had the nerve to put me in the shack in the slum. For those who don't know me yet, my name is Mayara, I'm 29 years old. I'm light-skinned, with honey-colored eyes that have a hint of green, my body is well-defined, toned, and, of course, I have silicone implants.
I was born and raised in Vidigal by my mother, Fatima. Until about six years ago, I didn't know who my father was or why he never raised me. My mother always said that my father was an important man with a lot of money, but she never told me who he really was. I remember my mother saying that if she told me who my father really was, I would never be able to live my life peacefully or have everything I could have. I also remember my mother saying that my beauty wou
