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Slave of your body They have found me.
+ The minutes passed or approximately an hour of driving, but the good thing is that we have arrived. Dylan stops the car and for a few minutes, I stay inside, telling him that I had a great time and thanking him for the gesture. I don't invite him to come into my apartment, as I need to talk to my aunt first. I ask for some time while I tell him what happened. He nods and tells me he'll wait for me tomorrow, not to worry and to sleep well because tomorrow will be a good day for everyone. I unbuckle my seatbelt and shake his hand as a farewell. He accepts it, but he pulls me towards him and whispers in my ear that he doesn't care that I'm pregnant, that I'm a great woman to admire, and that all I have is a lot of pain. He understands that what happened to me is not something that can be forgotten easily. "Sweet dreams," those were the last words before I quickly got out of the car. As I exit the car, I run towards the building without looking back. I can't deny that I swallowed h
Slave of your body The past becomes present
+ "So why?" "Harry is going crazy looking for you. He wants to talk to you and has hired a dozen investigators. He might even have a better one than the one I hired. You have nowhere to go; he will find you sooner or later." "What? What does he want from me? I don't care anymore if his mother is the mastermind behind all this. I don't want to know anything at all. I've suffered too much already. I don't want to see him; I'm better off this way. Why should I deceive myself? Why do I have to make false hopes for myself? No, I don't want to go back, and especially not with him." "Let him do it, but I can assure you that he won't find anything here." I keep my gaze steady on him. "You can leave now. I love you, but under these circumstances, I want you out of my life." "I beg you, you have to come with me," he pleads, and I automatically shake my head. "I'm fine. I'll ask you not to tell anyone about my pregnancy. I don't want to put it in danger, and..." "Don't say anything else."
Slave of your body Are you feeling well? Can I help you?
"Alexandra, I'm not leaving, but when the day comes, I want you to be a confident woman. I also want you to defend what's yours." "Thanks, but we should go in, or I have to work," I point to the store's door. "There are many people watching us... I'm sorry." I feel embarrassed, and my reaction is to run and go to the store. I enter and greet the security guard with a "good morning." I quicken my steps and go to my work position, even though my heart is racing. Despite the cold weather, I feel hot. I leave my bag in a small space that is in mine, for now, we don't have lockers, it doesn't matter, no one sees my bag here. "Ale, you can leave my bag in the cashier area, don't worry, we leave ours there, we hadn't told you because we didn't know how you would react," I get up from the floor and see Patricia. "Thanks, and I like the idea, it's just that here..." "You can give it to me, don't worry, or come, it's all so that when you enter you can leave your bag and get to know us bet
Slave of your body Surprise lunch
+ Whew... Thank God I've had a lot of clients, I think being a salesperson is my calling, just like when I used to sell at the mall store. Everyone is lucky to have me, since I am lucky myself. It's lunch hour now, and the rule is that groups of three or four have to go to lunch first, then the rest of us go, and we take about an hour for lunch. My turn is at one o'clock. I'm not hopeful that Dylan will show up. No, my plan is to go home, eat, and then come back on time. That way, I'll save myself a lot of trouble. "At one o'clock we're going to lunch. Do you want to come with us?" one of my coworkers kindly approaches me. "Yes, but I'm also planning on going home on my motorcycle and having lunch there," I say to him, trying to make my words sincere and gentle. "But thank you for considering me." "My invitation will always be there." "Thank you very much, to be honest, I don't know this place very well." I have to interact with one person or another, it's like the law of life
Slave of your body Let's raise a toast
+ As a true gentleman, Dylan helps me to sit down, and then he circles around the table to sit in front of me. Quickly, he calls the waiter and orders a bottle of red wine and a glass of fruit juice for us. I look around and can't see our bosses anywhere. What is this man up to? This doesn't seem like a lunch, no, everything indicates a romantic dinner. The problem is, I don't want to ask him why, he might get offended. Although the weather is freezing, I feel a lot of heat coming my way. The people around us are watching as we both take a sip from our glasses (with different liquids). I won't deny that I feel happy. I wish I could tell everyone that he is just a friend and that we are waiting for two more people, but the strange thing is that they are not here. "I toast to you being an excellent employee," he takes my right hand, while I hope it's not what I'm imagining, "and I hope that the years together will be lasting," he clinks his glass with mine. Oh, shit! My heart sink
Slave of your body Lunch with surprises
"Ooohh... We're approaching my favorite place, the cupcake shop. Yes! It's called Laly Cookies. It's my favorite place for cravings... I love chocolate cookies, mmm... So delicious." "What? You can't be serious, we're supposed to be at work, I could get fired!" I complain, the audacity he's taken has upset me, he can't be playing with my job like this. "Calm down, you know how hard it was for you to stabilize, the low blood pressure you had could have caused a lot of things, do you think the good thing about that is letting you go to work?" No, I can't quit my job, it's the only thing I have to keep going. Dylan needs to understand that I can't afford to waste time and then get fired. "I told you to relax, it will harm the baby," he warns me and I groan at his words, "you have to keep in mind that my sister is the owner, she's also aware of everything, well, that she wanted to steal your whole afternoon and not about the pregnancy." "Okay, Laly Cookies!" I applaud, "I want a milk
Slave of your body Desperate friends
"Of course, we know each other," she says happily, "she's my friend, and he's the one..." What? Swallow me whole, but this time really do it. He's the person who I think he is, the same person I left. Oh, where can I hide my face? "Ale," Dylan pulls me out of my world. "I'm sorry," my voice comes out in a whisper, "it's just that the person in front of us is an old friend." "Long time no see," he smiles, and his eyes sparkle like a star, "can we talk?" Talk? Immediately, my eyes travel to Dylan's, and he's about to explode because I see him changing color identically to a chameleon. "Let me introduce you to my friend Dylan," Alexis' smile disappears in a wave. Dylan extends his hand accompanied by a triumphant smile. "I see..." he reacts indifferently in his gestures. "Alexis, give me a moment," I whisper, and he nods and steps back a bit, for a moment I feel relieved for getting some privacy. "Don't even think about it! Don't expect me to leave you with that friend of yours.
Slave of your body Fear of facing the truth
"It's impossible," my voice failed me. "You have to understand that, just like Harry, you have hurt me. You have taught me that life is a mess, but life goes on, and we learn from our experiences. Where do I start? Should I talk about him or about Harry? Yes, because he's already informed me about my whole life. It's obvious that Rosalía has informed him of everything. Is she loyal to him or in love with him? Oh no, if she's in love with Alexis, it means she's lying to Harper." "You have to give him a chance to tell you what happened." "Alexis, you have to understand that I'm pregnant now, and I have to protect myself and this little one too! I'm letting my emotions get the best of me, and my tears flow like an open tap or a river rushing downstream." "You're not alone," he whispers in my ear. "You have many people who would give their lives for yours. Please don't shut yourself off." "It's not easy. It's too much." "You can do it. My life isn't the same without you. I had to re
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Slave of your body Epilogue
+ "Don't even think I'll let you be with that bastard," I advanced until I was just a few centimeters from her, pushing her against the door as she tried to leave. I held her face in my hands and pinned her body with my weight. I brought my nose to her soft hair, inhaling deeply, as rage and desire combined into an intoxicating and explosive cocktail. Without thinking, I captured her lips with mine and our teeth clashed, but I managed to deepen the kiss. Mentally, I screamed in triumph as I felt her arms entwine in my hair. She growled against my mouth, allowing me to delve deeper. She let go and entwined her tongue with mine. I loved it. Her voracity was unexpected. Desire set my body on fire like wildfire. It was strange, I felt that I desired her and she desired me. With a burst of dominance, I grunted and held her by the throat with one hand while we kissed. With the hand that was free, I traveled down her body, discovering her curves; her breasts, her waist, her ass. Feeling
Slave of your body It still belongs to me, and nobody will take it away from me.
+ +HARRY+ Opening my eyes, a huge smile takes over my face as I feel the satisfaction of seeing her sleeping like the angel she is. Being close to her body gives me the opportunity to get closer to her, taking the form of a spoon. We have stayed on the couch. A deep sigh comes out of me, it's been a long time since I felt something like this, she has given herself to me without restrictions. Our bodies surrendered to each other and, thirsty for desire, we satisfied ourselves with pleasure. Control was everything for both of us, it had been that way for a long time. An ironic smile appeared on my lips when I supposed that our relationship was only going to be a temporary intimacy or would lead to the resignation of our marriage, but everything did not turn out as we had planned, no, now she belongs to me, she is my wife, and she will not stop being so. I am torn between fury and my other passive self, I do not want to continue seeing how she plays with our marriage... I have to b
Slave of your body Falling into temptations
I want to escape, Harper has left us alone once again, promising that no one will interrupt us this time. "This is my fucking life, Harry. Stop interfering," my voice breaks, and I feel myself becoming emotional. "That's why I'm asking you to let me go. We can finish this conversation another time." I fall silent as I see him approaching me, stopping for a fraction of a second so that our bodies and breath are close to each other. "Have you stopped loving me?" he asks softly, and I close my mouth and shake my head. "Well, I knew it," he says as he inhales deeply near my neck. Nervously, I moisten my lips, and a moan escapes me involuntarily. "You'll never get from him what I could give you." He cups my face in his hands, forcing me to look up at him, and we share a moment of eye contact. "Stop being presumptuous," I murmur, and he lowers his hands to my waist, lifting me up to kiss me. He presses his warm lips against mine, and I hold onto him tightly when I feel his tongue enter
Slave of your body I still love you
But no, I can't continue, I have to finally realize that Emmanuel is my life now. Shit, all of this is causing me to falter, to crumble, and not think things through. "Come here," his voice is low, and his mysterious gaze drives me crazy. I don't waste any time and slowly approach him. "On your knees," I steady my breathing. No, I have to stand firm, I can't fall because that would be a betrayal. "No, this would be..." "I would never treat you like a whore, and I don't even think that way." I have to resist, but a part of me wants to comply. My other self would kneel before him, and run my hands down the front of his hips without breaking our gaze. Watching as this man masturbates in front of me. No...! I can't be thinking about it, I can't do it. My other self betrays me, imagining what I could do if I fall before him. I see myself opening my mouth, and parting my lips, while at the same time bringing my hands to the back of his legs to grip his thighs. Ah, I melt at the
Slave of your body Hidden feeling
+ALEXANDRA+ I'm feeling kind of regretful because things aren't going as planned. Harry isn't taking things well, the conversation has gone off in another direction, and I don't feel comfortable talking about my personal life, especially after hearing how he blatantly denies his relationship with the woman his mother has always wanted him to be with. Dylan showed me some pictures, and now I feel like I've been living a lie! I'm so stupid for coming to him without considering the consequences. What's wrong with me? I didn't waste any time telling him that he's the father of two wonderful little ones. It's not a lie, but obviously, he's not going to take it well, thinking that I took away months of his time with his children. These past few years have been full of ups and downs for me. The changes were tremendously radical, simply because I had two babies forming inside me. It wasn't just one, as the damn ultrasound showed. In the end, it was two. A lot of things went through my min
Slave of your body Where is my son
No, this seems like a blessed movie or a dramatic novel! "This is a fucking joke, this cheap speech, nobody believes it, you're hearing yourself right," I burst out laughing after hearing a lot of shit from her. "You're talking about how I'm the guilty one and that it's better for you to be away with someone else than with me." "Your reaction is normal, but that's how things are. It was difficult for me to understand, but the truth is that everything was true. We let ourselves be carried away by what we felt, all without considering the consequences of our actions," she looks away after taking a deep breath. "I'll step aside, it's not like I'm taking something away from you that you never had," she crosses her legs after leaning back on the couch. "I'm sorry, I'm introducing myself now because I had to fulfill what I promised, two years without hearing from you." I can see that smile that is hard to appreciate with her lost gaze. I am petrified as I process everything she is saying
Slave of your body The reunion of a confrontation
+ +HARRY+ Time has passed slowly for some, but quickly for others... I have been waiting for the woman who pierced my heart to the core to appear, but I have stopped searching for her again and asking about her because things have taken another direction. I have clung to work like never before, I can't handle myself, she has left me. These past two years have been eternal for me, thinking about her, what has become of her? What is she doing? Who is she with? Has she married? Many questions go through my mind day and night, overwhelming and torturing me at the same time. It's unfair what she has done, she has taken away my right to be with my son, it's not just abandonment, no, it's all about her cruelty, taking away my right to know and be with my son. I have tried to forget her and make this pain go away as quickly as possible. It's clear to me that women don't fulfill me, none of them can compare to Alexandra, and I'm definitely tired of that, it's better to stop before I go cra
Slave of your body The love of Dylan
+ Waking up abruptly, I rub my eyes and glance around. Memories flood back, and I start to comprehend where I am, standing still and processing everything. Oh God, I'm wearing gray silk shorts and a matching silk tank top. He took my clothes off! He saw me naked! Damn, pervert! I'll kill him if he violated me. My phone! What time is it? I swing off the bed and see a pair of low sandals underneath it, I put them on without hesitation. Where is my clothes? I search with my GPS eyes. I look for my wallet. Shit! I left it in the car. I start to panic and try to think of how I'll get out of this house. How will I leave if I don't know where I am? You'll pay for this, you possessive man, I don't give a shit that you're a sexy man and my friend at the same time. Without thinking any further, I decide to leave the room and get lost in this unknown place, although I won't deny that it's magical and cozy. I stealthily walk out like a cautious thief, to my surprise, the entire place is desert
Slave of your body Will you sleep with me?
Dylan took my hand and pulled me out of the office. I tried to break free from him, but the more I struggled, the tighter he squeezed my hand. I could tell he was furious, and his anger was palpable. Control! I had to control myself because if I didn't, I would lose my head along with him. I couldn't stand a man controlling me, let alone one who was so possessive. We quickly left the house. "You're too manipulative," I said. I'm sure his sister will wonder where I went. What will I tell her? It's all so unfair, I try to stay away from sin and temptation, but they keep pulling me back in. I complain of pain, but it doesn't stop him. I want to scream, but it would be stupid to do so. "It's time to go," he exclaimed authoritatively. "Wait..." Oh my God! It's his sister... I try to let go of Dylan's hand, but the idiot won't let me. I feel like I'm going to faint, I'm begging the universe to swallow me up or take me away. "Do you need anything, sister?" he spoke dryly. "Where are y
