"Why are you dressed like that?" he asked with a gloomy expression."Can we not do this now, please?" Camila tiredly sat down, dragging some pancakes towards her, but she couldn't eat."Why are you not eating?" He questioned, concern evident on his face."I'm not hungry," Camila mumbled."You're never not hungry in the morning," he called her bluff."And since when do you care?" Camila looked annoyed."Tell me what you want to eat," Alejandro ordered."Nothing," Camila sighed."You think I will really let you leave here with nothing in your stomach? Do you need me to ask the maids to make fresh pancakes?" he kept insisting."It's not the pancakes. When I'm in my time of the month, I don't really crave food. My stomach is torturing me right now, so can you not!" Camila snapped, standing up and leaving the dining room.Alejandro stayed quiet for a while before calling the head maid over."Yes, Mr. Ruiz?" Lucy respectfully approached him."What do you think my wife would eat while she's
Alejandro was seated in his car, on the way back to the mansion, when he noticed a treats shop. The first thing that came to his mind was Camila and how her face brightens whenever she sees chocolate."Stop here," he ordered his driver, Peter.Peter stopped the car, looking confused as he watched Alejandro open the car door and step out, heading toward the treats store."What is wrong with him?" Peter asked himself.Alejandro stepped into the store, feeling uncomfortable with how small the place was compared to the supermarkets he was used to shopping in."Good evening, sir. We were about to close," the saleswoman, who looked about 40, approached him with a polite smile. "But don’t worry, I can help you. Are you looking for something for your wife, your mom, or your sister?" she asked briskly."Brett, get a chair for our customer," she shouted. It was the first time a rich man had walked into their little store, and she didn’t want to scare him away."There’s no need," Alejandro stopp
28Camila couldn’t resist throwing a pillow at him. Alejandro caught the pillow and tossed them aside."Don't give me that face, you heard what grandpa said" He smirked."Why are you so raw?" Camila asked, squeezing her face as she made her way to the dining room for dinner.Alejandro helplessly shook his head and followed her. It was confirmed. Teasing her was the best experience life had ever given him and he won't be stopping anytime soon.•••••••••••••••The next morning, Camila was woken up by little noises before someone knocked on her door and entered.It was Daniela, Alejandro’s mom, and she came with a flask."My mother called me this morning. She said she spoke to you last night and you were on your period. She also said Alejandro has been spoiling you with sweet treats," she twitched her lips as she walked in.Camila smiled shyly."I brought you ginger soup. It’s really delicious and helps reduce cramps. I make sure my daughter takes this every time she’s on her period, and
29NEXT DAY, RUIZ ROYAL ESTATE •••" Good morning, Mr. Ruiz!" Welcome, Mr. Ruiz!" Hope you had a wonderful night, Mr. Ruiz!Alejandro arrived at the company without Camila. Her cramps had worsened, so he left her at home with the maids to look after her."Good morning, boss," Diego greeted, taking Alejandro's briefcase and instructing an employee to deliver it to the office."The members are waiting in the boardroom. You're late for the first time. I hope everything is alright at home?" Diego asked worriedly as they walked to the meeting room.About ten wealthy-looking clients were seated, each with a bottle of water on their desks, waiting for Alejandro to arrive."My apologies for being late today. My wife is not in the best of health," he said casually, taking his seat at the head of the table."We hope she gets better soon, Mr. Alejandro. Your wife is such a beauty to fall ill," a male client commented, earning a glare from Alejandro."You don't seem serious about this meeting,
30"Are you planning to take your wife out?" Diego asked, immediately regretting it under Alejandro's sharp gaze."Forgive me, boss. I'm on it right now," Diego respectfully bowed and left the office."What did Mr. Alejandro tell you to do?" Sandra asked, sneaking up behind Diego."I don't think you've learned your lesson. Alejandro was kind not to fire you, so if I were you, I wouldn't be all up in his business," Diego scoffed as he walked to his office.Sandra only rolled her eyes. She had been on suspension and was back today but didn't find Camila in the office. The employees said Alejandro had made her stay home because she wasn't feeling well."That bitch," she cursed, clenching her fist as she thought of Camila and her annoying face."No one double-crosses me and thinks they can get away freely. When I'm done with you, even Alejandro won't be able to save you," she scoffed before returning to her office.•••••••••••••••••••••••••••BRIARWOOD SCHOOL •••The election was over, an
31Camila admired herself in the mirror. She was wearing a sleeveless silk lavender gown that hugged her curves perfectly. Her hair was styled in an elegant updo, and her makeup was simple but stunning.She looked good enough to make Alejandro lose his mind, but she quickly shook off the thought, convincing herself this wasn't about what Alejandro thought.There was a knock on her door, and she went to answer it. It was Peter, looking stunned. Her beauty always left him speechless, but after what happened last time, he knew better than to compliment her."Mr. Ruiz said I should come get you," he said, clearing his throat to distract himself from the breathtaking sight."He's not coming home?" Sadness flashed through Camila's eyes; she had hoped he would pick her up himself."He had to attend to something urgently," Peter informed her."Oh," Camila murmured. Maybe she was misinterpreting things; perhaps his work still took precedence over her."Let's go then," she mumbled and left the
32"Just relax," she smirked, bringing her hands to caress his bulge through his pants. "You're so hard," she squeezed, feeling his body stiffen and his breath hitch.She unzipped his pants, and he sprung free to her face. Her eyes widened at the sight. Does he get bigger every day? The last time she sucked him, he wasn't this big."Stroke it with your two hands, Camila," Alejandro could hardly breathe as Camila held his dick with both hands, and it still felt heavy for her.She began stroking slowly while he closed his eyes, taking deep breaths. Within seconds, she increased her pace."Spit on it, Camila," he instructed, his neck veins bulging from her torture.She smirked, looking up at him and squeezing. "I'm in charge. You don't get to tell me what to do.""Ahh... you're squeezing a little hard," he groaned."Am I?" she smirked, applying more pressure."Fuck, Camila, just spit on it and get it wet," Alejandro groaned, feeling like he was losing his mind. "Don't make me forget you'
33"That would be all for today, thank you all for making it here," Alejandro greeted his clients and investors as they wrapped up their meeting.Stepping out of the boardroom, he bumped into a female employee who looked terrified."Mr. Ruiz," her voice shook as she called his name. "Mrs. Ruiz is..."Alejandro's eyes darkened before she could finish. "What happened to my wife, and where is she?" he cut her off, his expression a mix of anger and worry."In the office clinic," the employee replied. Alejandro didn't ask any more questions and rushed to the clinic.Camila lay on the bed, a bandage wrapped around her wrist where the snake had bitten her. The doctor checked her vitals, jotting them down in a book.Alejandro entered, and everyone stopped what they were doing to greet him. He wasn't phased; his eyes were on Camila, who was sleeping on the bed with her bandaged hand.He walked toward her, sitting on a small stool and touching her forehead."What happened, Thomas? Why is she he