—Eldifonso Suarez—5 Years AfterI'm sitting in my office chair and working steadily. Suddenly my son's picture flashed on my laptop screen, the delayed ring of the messenger caught my attention. A wide smile drew my lips as I answered his call. His blonde and curly hair first appeared in the camera. He was playing with his favorite Dino on his bed and making a strange sound, imitating the dinos in his talking book I bought for him when he was still at one. “Hey! Kiddo, you're playing again. Have you eaten your lunch?!” I asked him. He shook his head, and now his eyes were focused on me. “Stop calling me, kiddo! Will you, mask man?” He rolled his inherited eyes from his mother, the woman I killed using my own hands. Actually, I could have used a gun to kill Valerie, but I thought our maids and butlers would hear a gunshot and would definitely point me as a killer. I drugged her until she died on the veranda of my room. I then pulled her towards the bed and told the assistants th
—Valerie Wills— “I will not marry that old man, dad!” I said, yelling, trying to convince my father. We are currently having our dinner. My father is twitching his pasta with the golden fork in his hand. “We are not discussing this anymore, Valerie. You are going to marry him because that is necessary,” dad said in a calm tone. I throw my stare at my mother who is currently eating her vegetables salad. she just gave me a blank face, meaning she will not be going to help me out of this situation. "I am not marrying him!" "You will! You must," he said. “Dad, he's old enough for me. I am still young. I just graduated from my baccalaureate degree. Now, I am going to marry? It's quite funny! No! It's hilarious!” Dad continually being the coldest man on Earth. He didn't even think that this matter was concerning me and the rest of my life. “It doesn't matter now, Val. Age is just a number. Maybe he's old enough compared to you. But at the end of the day it's his money
He stopped in front of me and took my hand. He kissed it. My soul could feel his lips caressing the back of my hand. I can't say anything. I just kept staring at him. “Miss Wills, how are you? Are you ready for tonight?”When he asked that, I immediately got nervous. It was as if my heart wanted to escape from my chest. “M-Mister Suarez.” Even mentioning his name was like a curse, and I couldn't do it properly. “Don't be too nervous, Miss Wills. Tonight will be fun,” he told me. And then he only let go of my hand after he kissed it again. He sat down and immediately the two men entered. One was carrying a food tray and the other was carrying two goblets and a bottle of expensive wine. There is steak on the plate and pasta as well. My steak was well-done and his was medium rare. “Leave us,” he said to the two men. When the boys were gone, he looked at me. “Don't stare at me that way, Miss Wills. I might think that I committed a crime against humanity and against you,” he said
His lips crept up to the back of my ear and his arms gradually tightened around me. Even though the music was loud, my heart and breath were beating faster as if someone was chasing me. I moaned because of his soft lips that relentlessly kissed the sensitive part of my body. “M-Mister Suarez,” I muttered softly. He distanced himself from me. His arms that were wrapped around my body let go. He held my hand and immediately raised our hands to hold each other. He spins me around. I just closed my eyes while my heart calmed down due to the strength and speed of the heartbeat. My feet are getting lost in passing, they can no longer keep up with the rhythm of the instrumental music. My dancing skills suddenly disappeared. It's like my feet are both left. I regret letting out a low growl earlier. I think he is just playing with me or should I say, this man was teasing me. He was unreadable. Just like he wears a mask, his true personality is also hidden. Who are you, Miste
I was discussing with myself all the way from the event hall until I arrived at home. I went straight to my room and undressed myself. I took a shower and wore my pajamas after. While brushing my teeth, the bristles of the toothbrush were touching my lips and drove me to remember Mister Suarez. From earlier until now, I have always remembered the moment I was kissing him. “Just a fool of you, Val! I hope you didn't let the tension you felt when you were with him caused you to kiss him,” I said to myself after I washed my mouth. Finally, I was on my bed, but my mind was stuck in the moment when I tiptoed and his arms were supporting me while we were kissing each other as if we really had that sincere relationship. I'm so stupid to let him control me. But I hate myself for making me become submissive to that man I just met. I lay down and immediately took my pillow. I covered it to my face and there I released my annoyance. I shouted with my mouth covered with a pil
I walked down from the car and I almost vomited because of what was flashed before my eyes. It wasn't a house. I prefer to call it a palace. The design of this magnificent mansion was incredibly pushing me to feel ashamed to make a move closer to it. It wasn't just tall, wide, and big. But it was extravagant, well built and maintained. The design was more similar to the palace of heaven that I usually saw on television and posters. There were touches of gold that made the light run through every part of the place. My mouth was still open until I heard Martin clear his throat. I look at him. He noticed that I was amused with everything I just saw. “Miss Valerie Wills, why are you so surprised by what you saw? Aren't you just as rich as our master?” “Ah, he's richer than any rich person I knew.” For some reason, I quite understand why among the rich men, my parents dictated my marriage to this mysterious man. He is not just rich but he is very rich. The field around his mans
I was in a white dress, sitting outside the wedding hall where the judge was waiting. I looked up and realized that it was too far from the wedding I dreamed of back when I was a kid. A beautiful and unforgettable wedding—that was the wedding I wanted. But here I am, waiting for my mysterious groom to come to the place where he wants the both of us to be proclaimed as a legal married couple. He doesn't want my parents to come. I asked about his parents the eve I visited his place, yet he seemed to be offended when I opened the topic. I thought that he didn't want to talk about his parents. He might be holding a grudge against them, and so do I! I hate his parents for bringing their son into this world, who eventually will become my husband. I can't! What will happen to me? To us? And to what stage of life will we enter? Marriage has to be serious and sacred. But this! This is an awful thing! Awful than ever! I looked at the little round thing on my wrist, checking what time
Finally, after almost two hours of uncomfortable travel back to his mansion, which is supposed to be my mansion too since we are legally a couple now, I can finally breathe freely. Martin opened the door for us. I gave Martin a smile before I walked out of the car. I exhaled to overcome the uneasy feeling that I suddenly had. I couldn't imagine that I am married now. If it was a nightmare, I hope that I would fall from my bed so that I could be awakened. “Let's go now, Valerie. You will get colds if you keep on standing here all night.” “Y-Yeah.” I didn't mind following him until we got inside this big and wide mansion, where I will live for the rest of my life since I married this man. Our steps echoed in the living room. I noticed that the mansion was quite at peace, as if it were in the desert. “Where are the maids and butlers?” I cocked my head in some directions. “There are a few maids left, and the same with butlers. I don't want many people near me from no
—Eldifonso Suarez—5 Years AfterI'm sitting in my office chair and working steadily. Suddenly my son's picture flashed on my laptop screen, the delayed ring of the messenger caught my attention. A wide smile drew my lips as I answered his call. His blonde and curly hair first appeared in the camera. He was playing with his favorite Dino on his bed and making a strange sound, imitating the dinos in his talking book I bought for him when he was still at one. “Hey! Kiddo, you're playing again. Have you eaten your lunch?!” I asked him. He shook his head, and now his eyes were focused on me. “Stop calling me, kiddo! Will you, mask man?” He rolled his inherited eyes from his mother, the woman I killed using my own hands. Actually, I could have used a gun to kill Valerie, but I thought our maids and butlers would hear a gunshot and would definitely point me as a killer. I drugged her until she died on the veranda of my room. I then pulled her towards the bed and told the assistants th
Currently, I was walking down the middle of the room, and I slipped through the door to its veranda. There I saw him holding the lying post. He ordered Amia to call me from my room and come here. I don't have any clue what he is going to say. “El?”Because he was wearing a loose white top and bottom, his body stretched through the fabric when the wind blew. Every curve in his abs and even his V-line is also marked on the fabric he is wearing. His wavy hair fell back but became a mess as the wind blew them. He was with his smooth blue mask, and it doesn't change the fact that he's really hot. “I'm glad that you came. You're about to give birth, Valerie. I hope you're not thinking about anything else. Doctor Moore said you should be more careful now because you're about to give birth to my son.”I bowed, but what I saw was not the floor I was walking on, but my stomach, which was too big compared to the previous months of my pregnancy. I headed to the veranda rail and held on to i
I got up from sitting. I violently wiped the tears from my eyes, and it was like a piece of stone if I threw it on each side of my body.Crying, I went to my cabinet, took the big luggage, and opened its zipper. I took my things from the cabinet drawers and also those that were hanging inside it. “Fuck!” I cussed, realizing that I don't own any of these things. The clothes, jewelry, sandals, and bags are not mine. All of them were bought by my demon husband. And one thing is for sure, there is a big possibility that this is from his illegal business. “Valerie!”I sniffed, looking at the door that was moving back and forth, trying to free itself from its frame. He was behind that door, and I couldn't stand to see him. If we talk about the love in my heart for him, it cannot be compared to the distance from Earth to heaven. I love him that much, but innocent people are dying because of him.“El, let me go, please!” I said out loud. He kicked the door so hard that it broke its lock,
“Woman, I don't care where they use the guns from me. Don't say some shits about it.”“What about the lives that die from the bullets of your guns, El? What if there are old people, children, or maybe even pregnant women who die because of the bullets from those guns?”He sighed heavily. I can't tell if he feels guilty or if he's mad at me again because I say so much.“I thought you were tired. Why are you talking so much?”“El—”“Valerie, if you're tired, can you rest and not say more? I'm tired too, Valerie. And you're making me even more tired!”“I pity the innocents who suffer, El!”“You and my child will be worse off if I don't do this, Valerie. Can you think of my child before you think of others? This is for his future. For the future of my family! And this is for my own sake!” He looked away from the window. “I should not get back from the life I had before. It's traumatic!”I sighed out of relief when he looked in front of him.“El, it's your obsession and not about the peopl
I was gripping on the wall behind my back, asking any fucking guardian to save me from this unwanted and creepy moment, whoever hears me.As he was only five more steps away from me, I removed my right hand, and it moved to my chest, which was very tight. I felt like I couldn't breathe because of El's gaze that almost swallowed me. My eyes were open while my tears kept falling down on my belly. “D-Don't!” I shouted, expecting my death to be served like food ordered in the counter of a restaurant.I suddenly became deaf when everything went silent after he pulled the trigger of his pistol that was aimed at my chest. My lips trembled, and I continued to cry, looking at the finger-size hole at the point of the pistol, thanking it for not spitting its bullet.I only let out air one by one because of what El did. “Come on, Valerie. Everything I told you is the truth. Your parents are demons. Like me, they also wear masks in front of many people.”My butt hit the cold floor because of th
In the sixth month of my pregnancy, El decided to take me to the place where he does what kind of illegal business he has. I have clues, but I still want him to take me there and see whatever illegal products he has with my own eyes. In my head, what I think of his illegal business is cocaine, or maybe it's morphine, hallucinogens, and what else drug addicts often use. “Why are you like that, Valerie? Are you thinking about how to reveal my deep secret to the public?” he asked me while we were inside the elevator. We are here in the same elevator where we were stranded before. “El, how can you say that? I can't do that.”“Really? Despite everything I've done to do something inhumane against you? You wouldn't do that? You wouldn't try to run away and spread to the whole world that the man everyone admired had a dark secret? That it wasn't my hard work that grew all my business but my dirty little secret?”“El, you are the father of my child. More than that, I love you very much, e
A moment later, El entered. He approached me. Before he sat down next to me, he gave Doctor Moore a wide smile. “How are they?” he asked. Even though he doesn't love me, I know that his tone was sincere when he raised his question to Doctor Moore. “They are fine, Mister Suarez. Your wife can't really be stressed. It's very good of you; you brought her here after such a traumatic incident in the elevator. Because of what you did, the condition of the fetus in your wife's womb was checked and confirmed that it was in a good condition.”“What should I do to keep Valerie away from stress? I noticed that she whines constantly when she doesn't get everything she wants. Sometimes the things she wants are dangerous, so I'm afraid to give them to her.”It's like drinking a happy antidote while listening to him. Earlier, he was causing me pain and sadness, now he makes me happy with the way he is interested in my pregnancy. “Mister Suarez, pregnant women have different cravings. Sometimes we
I thought I could resist my desire to receive love from my husband, but I suddenly realized that I want more than my feelings.I don't only want to give him all my love, spending to give him my attention, making him see the love that I have for him. I want to be loved back. People say when you love, all you want to do is give your all without asking for something in return. But at this present time, experiencing that one-sided love I heard from people, I thought the opposite. I wanted to receive love in return. I was thirsty for his love, for his attention, and for his care. All of them are what I want to own. The water from the shower landed on my bare skin, trying to make me feel the cold it brings. Yet my heart was colder than its temperature. The absence of my husband's love was the reason why. I looked up, studying myself. Why I fell in love with my devil husband when I saw his bad character. And I was wondering what else of himself he was hiding from me. I was in the bathro
I didn't talk to him, even looking at him seemed like a difficult thing to do. Since I was a child, this is how I feel. I get annoyed and sad when what I want doesn't happen. But I have to obey him because he might not be able to hold back if I convince him more. He was the first to get out of the taxi when we arrived. I followed, I didn't wait for him, I immediately entered the compound. “Ma'am, what's wrong?!”I just passed Amia. I went straight upstairs. I slammed the door and locked it. Even the way I sit on the bed was forced. Later, I heard the sound of someone trying to open the door. I knew it was him.“Hey! Woman, open the door!”He knocked, but I lay down instead of opening the door for him, acting like deaf.“Valerie, open the door! Take a shower, and we'll go to your OBGYN's clinic!”I took the pillow and covered it over my ears, ignoring him, screaming and pounding his fist on the door. I gently removed the pillow when I no longer heard his voice and his knocking. “B