I felt like Willy Wonka's obese kid as I watched the Purple Dreams
billboard.I was outside the offices and right in front of me, I could appreciate the beauty of my work.
I could see my brother’s beautiful body, showing me his back while walking between the vines, his clothes consisted of some worn jeans, rubber boots and a straw hat; His arms were spread out at his sides and his head was thrown back, staring up at the sky as dusk fell.
Beautiful.
It was just beautiful, and not just because it was my brother, but because of everything.
I have always thought that simplicity is the true essence of my work and the image in front of me proved me right.
This was a small teaser
for the campaign itself; a sample to make Matt's wine known before exposing the name of the vineyard and its types of wines.At f
An hour later,I walkedintomy office and when I was in front of Alex, Ipunched himin his left shoulder.“Ouch!What iswrong with you?” Heasked rubbing himself.“Stay away from her. You hear me?Stay away from her!” Iexclaimed waving my index finger in front of his face, as if he were a child being scolded.“Forthe love of God,Mark!What are you talking about?” “Olivia. Who else?”“Ah...” he had the nerve to smile.” Well, you have bad times, but not bad tastes, uh?”Annoyed, I lashed out at him again.I don't think I never said this, but I’d never been in a fight andmaybe that's why I ended up with my right arm behind my back.“If I wanted to hurt you, you’d already be on the ground choking on your own saliva.” Hesaid in my ear “But sinc
"I'm downstair,baby"Hisbabymade me even more nervous than I already was.I passed my wet palms overmy stomach in an attempt to dry them, then I remembered I was wearing a threethousand dollars Carolina Herrera I stopped.I don't know what I expected to find tonight, what's worst, I shouldn't be dressed up to go to a charity show ateighto'clock ona Tuesdaynight, much less as Mark's companion.Yesterday,my answer was going to be a clear and concise no, because I knew that acceptingthis datewould lead us to a point of no return in this relationship. You see?There shouldn't even be the word relationship between us, but of course, he puts his mouth on mine or on any other part of my anatomy and every neuron in my brain stops working.Speaking of mouth... I covered my face with both hands as I remembered what he did to me last night.Only one man
Three days.It had been three long, torturous days since I lastsawOlivia.Seven text messages sent and none answered.The last I heard from her,thanks to Elizabeth,wasthat shehad traveled to Chicago to sort out some details with other publicity events she was supposed to cover.I got out of the elevator like a lost soul, without even saying good morning to Nina, who looked nervous.That was weird.“Sir.” she got up right away with an agenda in hand “First you have a meeting with Mr. Kristopolis atnine, then attenthe group of investors from Los Angeles will come to talk about the new ecological game console,then...”“Nina.” I cut her off immediately feeling violent at all the chattering “Clear my morning, and move it all over to the afternoon, it's Friday,okay?Give me a break.”“Sir.” she&n
As promised, Mark had stayed away from me in the weeks that followed.He greeted me cordially with agood morningorgood afternoon,but beyond that, nothing happened.The incursions into our offices during working hours were over, as well as looking for some touching, the looks full of promise, the sensual and wet stolen kisses in a hall, elevator or car.And his insistence on wanting to make me change my mind about our relationship ended too;Although his insistence had exasperated me, today I missed it too much.Every time I saw him in the corridors of the company or in the conference room, I wanted to start screaming like crazy and tell him to take me right there in front of everyone so they’ll found out we were together for once.But that was impossible, at least for me, because I knew I hurt him again with my way of acting, but I preferred to see him with broken f
“Stopit,Mark!” “What's wrong mom?” “Yourpassivism, that’s what happens tome!” “Leave the child alone,woman.” “Thanks,dad...” “Nothing about that, Richard. Don't you see that your son is about to lose his last chance to be with the woman heloves?” “But,whatdo I do,Mom?She doesn't want to be with me.” “Of course she wants to,darling, she's just scared, don't let her go, everything will be solved.” “Doyou know what happened to her?” “Here in heaven? We know everything... Now,wakeup!” I woke up with a feeling of emptiness in my chest and with my breath shaking from the dream I had had.The events of last ni
I love you.Fifteenhours later, his statement still made me sigh.After having sex for the third time, I had collapsed like a dead person onthecouch;He had dressed me again without me knowing anythingandhad huggedmefrom behind,our legsintertwined.Or at least that's what I think he did, because we had woken up in that position.I have never woken up so happy and light astoday.I moved slowly, coming out of his bear hug without really wanting to. He fidgeted a bit as if looking for something and then calmed.I made my way to the kitchen,to his amazing and beautiful kitchen,and started looking for breakfast and coffee.Contrary to what I came to think, Mark's apartment was very nice and comfortable, of course it screamed money everywhere, but in a classy way.His kitchen hadquartzcountertopsand matchedthe
By Monday morning, Iwas calmer and it could be said that I had another perspective on the events that had occurred on Saturday.Of course, that’s how I felt today, because the rest of my Saturday, I spent it burning my anger out on the boxing bag and the treadmill.With the boxing bag I had won, and with the machine well... I fell.And it hurt a lot.But yesterday, well, like I said, my mind was clearer than the day before.And I had to admit,that my discomfort was because while we were making love, I had once again vomited all my feelings, Ihad told herthat I lovedherandshe,although excited, andknowingthat she feels the same,had simply shut up.Although hereyesgave me the answer I wanted.That’s whyI didn’t insist.I just left her alone and kept burying myself in her depths instead of making her see the reality that she was trying
The number you dialed cannot be reached.I cursed for the third time and told the operator to fuck off as I got into the elevator.Olivia hadn't answered any of my calls inthreedays, so they went straight to the answering machine.I had called Elizabeth asking about her friend, and she sound surprised.She told me she hadn’t heard from her since Monday morning, so she believed that we were together since I spoke with her that same day.The stress consumed me.I hadn't been able to close my eyes for over an hour in the time I'd been in Las Vegas.A suicide attempt.I ran my hand over my face trying to wake up from my drowsiness as I thought about what had happened in the lastseventy-twohours.TheSous Chef atthemain restaurant had tried to kill himself in my kitchen when he thought there was no one around because of how late it was.&
“Olivia!”“What?!”“Haveyou seen Faith?”“I told you towatch her, Richard Marcus Sanders!I'm changing Joy!”“Iwas busy!Okay?”“Yes!” She said knowing I wasn’t “Candy Crush surely occupiedallof your time!”I couldn't help the annoyed gesture my mouth made.I had a new addiction and it was this stupid game,and ofcourse, Olivia haddiscovered it,and now whenever I got distracted with it and lost any of the girls, or both, she always said the same thing:Drop the phone and find the girls!I went room by room, avoiding the twins’ because my wife was there, until a noise from ours caught my attention.I silently peeked out to see what I was encountering, but incredibly,there was no one.I turned
“I still don't understand the reason for your insistence to bring your assistant with me, Mark."“Because your assistant is sick and mine doesn't know Mexico, Kristos.That’s why”“You know I can defend myself alone in these matters, the only thing your assistant can do is delay Be productive's relations with that travel agency.”I looked at him annoyedfor afew seconds.My assistant might be the most complex woman in America, but she was also the most competent and professional at her job, and I let him know that.“She barely sees me and stutters!” Heexclaimed furiously, hitting the desk with the palms of his hands “Don't tell me you haven't noticed that...”“Maybe.” Iobserved interrupting him “You should know her a little more so you realize why she acts like this...”We stared at each other for a moment before my head of
“We are leaving the meeting, everything went perfect,do youwant to come with us to celebrate?” "Maybe next time, I'm a little busy""Are you still mad at me?""Enjoy"I couldn't help the grimace that formed on my face at his answer.Apparently, he was still upset with me, and with good reason.“Are we waiting for him or is he not coming?”I turned to see Eli,sitting on my right side.Wewere on our way to one of the most exclusive sushi restaurants in the city.We would celebratethatAdidasexecutiveshad loved the presentation.“Not coming.” I answered putting the phone in my bag.“Is he still upset with you?” Alex asked from the car’s front seat.“Not that I want totalk toyou.” Eli told Mark’
“And you’re feeling okay?”“Ialready told you I’m fine, Mark...”“I know yourolledyour eyes.” He stated annoyed “Don't do it, I just want to know how you are.”I covered the phone with my hand and that's when I was able to laugh the way I wanted.“My love.” I said trying to sound serious “I'm fine, the babies are fine, all we want is for you to come back soon.”“I don't like being away from you.” Hemurmured in a muffled voice.My heart clenched in my chest at the thought of him alone.“Hopefully you can return soon.” I said in the same tone of voice.On Monday while we were having breakfast, he had received a call.His cook, the one who a few months ago had attempted suicide by inhaling gas directly from the stove, had died with a respiratory arrest.
“Stop staring at him.” Olivia murmured hitting me on the shoulder.We were in Olivia's doctor/friend’s office.She was lying on thestretcherandwearing the respective blue gown that was often given to patients, and throwing me daggers with hereyesevery time Ilooked withhatredqt the doctorwhowalkedfrom one side to the other while giving some explanations through his phone.Maybe I wasn't being very subtle about the idea that another man was about to see her private parts.I took her hand and brought it to my mouth, kissing each of her fingersandstopping at the one wearing my plastic ring.One of these days it would be gold, or silver, as shewished, and it would mean only one thing:Marriage.“Mark, I'm talking to you.”I stared at my woman and realized that I had been daydreaming as she spoke.“Sorry,&nbs
“What?!” Iexclaimed astonished.I stared at Gabriel, my gynecologist since I had arrived from Spain afew years ago, in shock.“That you are pregnant, Olivia.” Heanswered pleased “Congratulations...”“It’s impossible I’mpregnant!” Iexpressed covering my face with my hands “You placed the IUD yourself. How could it be that I got pregnant with that on?”“All contraceptive methods have their risk percentage.” Heexplained “You were the 1% of this.”“You put a fuckingT-shaped device inmy vagina topreventmen's swimmers from entering my ovaries, Gabriel.” I looked at him feeling that panic took over my body “Then explain to me how just happened the opposite.”“Maybe you made a sudden movement that took it from place.” hesaid with a sh
After our little altercation, in which Olivia in a funny way, for her, told me that she was leaving me, things were excellent.The only outburst we had since then,was when she knew I had an eye surgery afew years ago.She sent me to hell, when she knew I did it to please Jessica at the beginning of our relationship, since she had said that she couldn’t see my eyes through them.“I never would have forced you to do something like that!” She exclaimed that night “She really was a bitch for trying to changewho you are...”That night we had slept with our backs to each other, but atsome point inthe morning, I had felt her arm tightening on my stomach and that was when I was finally able to sleep peacefully.After that episode, we fell into a routinethat,for me, was the best.Thanks to Elizabeth and me,Olivia haddecided to open a new Cra
“Whowere you talking to?” I asked to Alex when he hung up.“Man, you realized I’m here...”“Knowing and ignoring are two different things...Who were you talking to?”“With Pierre.” Heanswered sighing “He’s with Olivia.”“Is she okay?” Iquestioned moving uncomfortably in my chair.God, how had I screwed everything up.I still didn't believe the absurdityof that fight.I had no right to feel the way I did, when she was the one who got the worst of everything and even that way, she always had a smile ready to show and was happy all the time.And now I was terrified at the idea that she would leave me for mystupidity.God… Ihad beenso invested in my own pity that I hadn't stopped for a second to ask her about her bruised face.“Hetold me she was fine.” Alex sa
“What are you doing?” I asked as I leaned against the door frame of our room.“Getting dressed.” He answered while struggling with the dress shirt he wastrying toputon.“I understand that.” I saw how he tried to insert the button through the buttonhole of the shirt, while his bad arm was still inside of it,in the sling he had to wear until he was approved “What I don´t understand is why.”“Because I have to go to work, Olivia.That’s why.”“Youcould at least look at me when you talk to me, Mark.Your eyes are not on the back of your neck.”“I'm not in the mood for this.” He gave up with the shirt and went to the dressing room to see what worked for him.“I've been dealing with your mood for 3 days, or in this case, the lack of it.”“Well, that's your problem...”I looked