Rushing to the mirror, I disrobe and can't help but smile at the true reflection of myself. I've never done this before – really scrutinised my body. I'm not hideous; he lied about that. Perhaps it's because he's never seen me in this light. Now that I do see myself, I realise my figure is what one might call statuesque – hee hee hee... All that's left is to find an outfit like those Mother always urged me to wear. That's right; she's always dressed provocatively. Tonight, no one will know who you are, Bella. Let's discover what it feels like to have all eyes on you, desiring you – hee hee hee...
How I wish I had a good friend now. Stop dwelling on such melancholy thoughts; all those wealthy women have always scorned you. One day, you'll find someone who loves you for you, not for your name. I gaze into the mirror once more, turning to view my full reflection, and I'm pleased with what I see. My buttocks and breasts are very well proportioned, my wRushing to the mirror, I disrobe and can't help but smile at the true reflection of myself. I've never done this before – really scrutinised my body. I'm not hideous; he lied about that. Perhaps it's because he's never seen me in this light. Now that I do see myself, I realise my figure is what one might call statuesque – hee hee hee... All that's left is to find an outfit like those Mother always urged me to wear. That's right; she's always dressed provocatively. Tonight, no one will know who you are, Bella. Let's discover what it feels like to have all eyes on you, desiring you – hee hee hee... How I wish I had a good friend now. Stop dwelling on such melancholy thoughts; all those wealthy women have always scorned you. One day, you'll find someone who loves you for you, not for your name. I gaze into the mirror once more, turning to view my full reflection, and I'm pleased with what I see. My buttocks and breasts are very well proportioned, my waist is slender, and my stomach fla
The cab driver smiled at me and bowed his head slightly, as I entered carefully so as not to show all of me. I've never worn a dress like this before. But I don't know why, it makes me feel free.“Thank you ever so much. You're very kind,” I say after settling into the seat and he shuts the door. I watch him hurry to his side, take his seat, turn to me and ask, “Where to, miss?” the cab driver asks, looking at me in the rearview mirror. I show him the address I have written on a slip of paper and ask him to take me there. I mention the name of the hotel; he smiles reassuringly and tells me not to worry, he knows where it is. Settling into the seat, I watch the world pass by outside. I've contemplated drinking until I'm numb and dancing until my feet give out. Today marks the first day of my freedom!The taxi glides through the illuminated city streets while I follow the journey through the window with my gaze. A feeling of excitement and nervousness mingles in my stomach. Finally, I
She wasn't genuinely concerned; she was just making conversation as part of her job. I smiled and nodded.“Sure, you're the expert here.” I say with a smile.She left with a smile and returned with an enormous glass brimming with fruit, complete with a little flag adorning the straw. The size of the drink astounded me; it seemed it would last the entire night.“Wow, that's quite large,” I remarked.“Try it, you won't regret it,” she assured me with a wink. “But take it slowly, or I can't guarantee you'll walk out of here,” she chuckled.I took a sip and found it sweet but potent with alcohol. The first few sips were challenging; I even coughed under her mocking gaze as she checked back in with me periodically. Strong alcohol wasn't something I was accustomed to – my experience was limited to the occasional sweet wine, just a small glass. Nevertheless, I persevered, sipping gradually, and to my surprise, the taste grew on me.I continued to drink, scarcely noticing how the liquid dwind
We remained thus, locked in an embrace, barely moving. I let my head rest on his shoulder, feeling his nose nuzzle into my neck and his lips kiss me tenderly, while I pressed ever closer to his body. A deep sigh, almost akin to a sob, escaped from my throat. I yearned to turn and face him, but he wouldn"t allow it. Gently, he slid his hands up my body as if reading Braille, slowly tracing every curve and contour. He paused just past my waist. At the shudder that coursed through me, I moaned, attempting again to turn towards him.He didn"t let me turn; instead, he grasped my hips with both hands, pressing me against his pelvis. And so, we surrendered to the intoxicating rhythm of the music, which caused us to move sensually as though we were one entity. I allowed myself to be swept up in the delightful sensation of being desired. I relished the trail of his hands on my skin; I didn"t turn, I didn"t try again. I had no wish to know who he was. Only his pleasing scent
He was on top of me, kissing me incessantly, or rather, devouring me. He began to kiss my body, which trembled with sensations. I closed my eyes and focused on feeling and letting him do as he pleased, determined, without thinking, to go wherever this might lead. I was beneath him, enjoying his closeness and the presence that enveloped me completely. Each of his kisses made me tremble with excitement, and my heart raced. Without realizing it, I let myself be carried away by the passion of the moment.Gently, he caressed my skin as he lifted my short dress. I felt a mix of nervousness and eagerness for the unknown sensations that were arising within me. The beats of my thighs quickened as I felt his kisses there, and each caress transported me to a world of intense and unfamiliar emotions.His kisses gradually became bolder; his warm mouth landed on my belly, which he sucked, bit, and licked as he pleased, drawing moans of pleasure from me. And as he did, like an expert, he
The room filled with sounds: the thumping of his body against mine and the sound of his member entering and exiting. I was in ecstasy! He turned me again, placing my legs on his shoulders; he thrust into me with even more vigor while rubbing my center with his fingers. I gasped with pleasure and pulled him to place him on top, kissing him desperately. But he turned again, sitting me on top, making me ride him.My breasts rose and fell as his member opened me wider and wider, going deeper and deeper inside me. I was going crazy; I placed my hands on his strong chest and moved, seeking the forbidden pleasure that came in a gasp of contractions and spasms, emptying me completely. As I was thrust into with great energy, I reached my climax.My crying surprised me; I couldn’t stop crying. It was my first time feeling an orgasm! Being treated like a desired wom
I sighed as I watched the hotel fade away after my night of madness. I asked the taxi driver to take me to my apartment. I glanced back nervously from time to time, afraid someone was following me. Just as we were leaving, we stopped; the street was blocked, and a large crowd was watching someone being picked up by an ambulance.“Poor kid,” I heard the driver say. “He was hit while saving a child. How can a mother lose her son?”“Was it serious?” I asked, noticing how he was looking at me in the rearview mirror.“It seems so; he was bleeding a lot from his head while holding the little boy.” the driver continued.“And did the child suffer anything?” I took a concerned interest.“No, not at all; he came out unscathed. The young man protected him very well, but I don’t think he will survive. Because of that accident, we have to take a small detour, but don’t worry, we’ll get to
Now I understood my father’s threats against Luis the night of the dinner. He was warning him about that. Should I call him and tell him everything that happened? It would be good to have him on my side.“Mr. Ramiro, do you know why you are here?” I asked first.“Of course, Bella. Your grandfather told me that Luis attacked you and left you like this. Is that true?” he inquired immediately.“Yes, sir, he did,” I replied firmly.“Did he give you all those bruises?” he asked again.“Yes, sir,” I assured him, but I hurried to add, “But I already told my grandfather that I just want a divorce, not to accuse him or anything. I don’t want to get into all the hassle of lawsuits or scandals. You understand me, right?”It was something I needed to make very clear; I wanted to leave all that behind and get away as soon as possible. If there was a trial, it would turn into a specta
On the other hand, Santiago revisited his mother, parking his car at a distance this time. Waiting until nightfall, he crept through the garden surrounding his parents' house, reminiscent of his youth when he would sneak away from home. Eavesdropping by his bedroom window, he overheard a conversation between his father, mother, and daughter."Mima is right, Grandpa. That car she mentioned was Dad's; I remember it clearly. Yes, Mima, Dad is on his way to see you; he adores you.""Bella, don't get your grandmother too excited. If it were Santiago, he wouldn't need to keep his distance; he knows our doors are always open to him. Even if I was upset, I would never stop him from visiting his mother.""Mima says he's scared of you; that's why he hasn't come.""And what would you have me do? Should I leave so he can visit?""She didn't say that, Grandpa. Can you go talk to him? Maybe it's as I said; Dad feels guilty for missing Mima's surgeries and doesn't know how to face us now.""Coming,
Santiago acquiesced to the request, although his thoughts lingered on the prior accusations. Nonetheless, Eva persisted, unveiling a new revelation that triggered alarms in Santiago's mind. "You make the call, but kindly refrain from any altercations with my mother or, even more so, with Isabella. Are you certain Isabella is coming? I understand she works in France, so it's peculiar that she would abandon her esteemed position there. Perhaps she's merely visiting." Eva spoke with a mischievous glint in her eyes, prompting Santiago to suspect she harboured concealed intentions. "She's back for good. Your father informed the doctor. I overheard their conversation distinctly, and you know what?""What?""She's back for good. She's neither wed nor engaged!" she disclosed with a gleam in her eye, leading Santiago to suspect she was plotting something."How do you know? Perhaps she has a clandestine partner in France," Santiago posited in an attempt to counter Eva's insinuation. Unfazed,
Eva was taken aback. It was the first time Santiago had threatened her with divorce, and that couldn't be a positive sign. Dr. Alfonso undoubtedly had something to do with this, she was sure. Santiago was beginning to realise what she had been doing to him for years, she reflected. However, his recovery was rapid. She concealed her embarrassment behind a hypocritical smile that barely touched her lips."Don't be like that. I'm sorry for what I said before. You know that if she doesn't love me, I don't love her either. But that doesn't mean I wish her harm. It wasn't today, it was yesterday when I saw her. She appeared to be emaciated, although not entirely bad," Santiago explained. Santiago sank into the chair slowly, his gaze fixed on Eva. Something was being concealed, he sensed it, and was determined to uncover it. He vowed to rise early and visit the doctor without delay; he promised himself not to let any more time pass before seeing his mother and daughter. Yet, a nagging conc
"Alright, let's put an end to this," Dad interjected, gesturing for Mum to cease speaking. "But son, you're excelling in your company, which suggests you could return to ours and even assume control alongside your sister.""Dad, that's not on the cards for now." I rush to stop him in his attempt to get me to return to work for him."Son, you need to come back to your family, to your life." He insists, I know he's saying it because he thinks it's best for me, but I refuse."I'll only do so when I feel the time is right, not now, alright?” I answer and change the subject immediately. “ How long do you plan to stay here?""One week. Don't fret, we won't encroach on your space; we'll lodge in a hotel in the city centre. This place is too far. Have you considered purchasing a flat closer to your workplace?" My father again wants to interfere as usual in my decisions."I like it here. The commute doesn't bother me. It feels familiar, and I enjoy the drive each day." I explain, trying to mak
I look around the room at the faces of my family. They all look so worried and concerned. I know they want to help me, but I don't think they can. This is something I have to figure out on my own."Don't behave like that, Rafael," My father interjected and spoke to Adele's father. "Let's give it a bit more time, as they agreed. We can continue working together as before. You need to understand.""I won't let my daughter linger without hope any longer. If Christian don't make a decision within a year, I'll consider the engagement terminated. Come, Adele." He says firmly.I smiled openly, it's just what I wanted to hear. I am determined to end this farce and the persecution they have with me to force me to declare Adele my fiancée, so hearing her father say that I immediately added."The engagement is over; there's no need to wait a year, Mr. Rafael," I asserted firmly and assuredly to dispel any doubts. "Adele is free to pursue any relationship
I walked away, glancing at Isabella in the rearview mirror as she watched me depart. That girl is perceptive, opening up to me like that. So, a wild night? She doesn't strike me as the type to have a fling with a stranger. She mentioned she's not married; what led her to make such a decision? "A night of recklessness and madness." Those were her words.I continued towards my house on the outskirts. As I passed the doorman, he informed me of a visitor. Who could it be? Two cars were parked in my driveway; one I recognised as my parents'. The other remained a mystery. Resigned, I anticipated another challenging encounter with them.Unlocking the door with my keys, I headed towards the voices coming from the terrace adjacent to the dining room. My tension spiked when I identified the guests. It was my parents, accompanied by Adele, who approached me eagerly, attempting a kiss as a greeting. I sidestepped her advance, avoiding her attempt to cling to my arm.
I can see that Marta is really happy about her achievement. She immediately informs me that the job is with a French company. The same one we were looking at yesterday and she asked me to help her translate the ad into French."Of course. What happened? Is that the one? What role is it for?" I fill her with questions, happy for her, and at the same time worried that she's been cheated. I should have gone with her, I think."An Illustrator! Can you believe it?" she exclaims, brimming with excitement. "This company specialises in marketing. They are expanding to France and needed a native French speaker. And who is a native of France? Me! Ha, ha, ha... I called them, and they immediately invited me for an interview. Grandpa drove me there, and they accepted me on the spot when they learned about my work experience and qualifications."I can't believe she was so lucky. We hugged each other jumping up and down and laughing happily that she was accepted into a
I know that right now my friend's imagination is running wild imagining a thousand scenarios. I'm not going to deny it, I'm also very impressed with my boss's story."Yes, he says he saved a child who ran into the street and got hit by a car. He was in a coma for a year! When he woke up, he couldn't remember anyone. Not even his family! He recognises them from photos but has no recollection of his life with them before the accident," I reveal, still shocked by this terrifying revelation."Terrible!" She exclaims. "I can't imagine living without any memories!""That's why I can't abandon him. Even though I have to face Luis every day. But I don't want Grandpa to find out. Because I suspect the bankruptcy my boss mentioned relates to the transport company Luis's parents' business. It is my grandfather's work" It's true, I believe it. I remember how furious he was when he saw my face all bruised from the blows Luis had given me.Although I didn't a
I almost laugh when I see how furious she is. I'm sure that if she had Luis in front of her right now, he would have a worse time than he did with me. That's why I hurry to tell her everything, or she is capable of going to look for him to settle accounts."No, it wasn't that. I just didn't have the chance to respond. Because my boss appeared at that moment and whisked me away." I tell her, without ceasing to move forward. "I was fine until later, when I went down to sign the contract at human resources. When I came out, he was waiting for me in the elevator hallway. He cornered me against the wall and squeezed my face so hard; look at the marks on my face."She looks at me with a mix of pity and fury. During my stay in Paris she forced me to learn self-defense, so that I could defend myself when something like what happened to me today."And what did you do, Bella? Didn't you defend yourself? Why didn't you ask for help if you were afraid of him?""I