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Slave of your body I am Harry's wife
+ "Well..." he clears his throat, apparently at a loss for words. "I want to tell you that it's not necessary for you to attend the gym. We can send someone else, pay them for their experience, and that's it." "No, I don't accept, and you know why," I raise an eyebrow, my tone is dry and cold. "I've already started, and I'm not one to give up. I don't give a damn that you knew, you used me as your toy. Well, this toy will finish what it started, and I'm not giving up." Yes, I knew they were using me. Everyone in the mall knows about my romantic relationship with Harry, they just pretend a little. Of course, he and many others want to hurt me. I'm not going to deny that it hurts, that this whole world is shit, that nothing is good... I grab the glass filled with wine and down it in one gulp. It's too much to bear, all this shit that follows me. "Miss Morín, it's not necessary, as I told you, we..." "You used me, already..." I interrupt, feeling the importance of what I'm saying.
Slave of your body Only mine
"It can't be!" I deny it, blowing air all over my face with both hands. "Everyone wants to destroy me, why?" I don't give a shit if he thinks I'm exaggerating. I'm not exaggerating... because he can prevent all the suffering I've been through, all the damn suffering. How can he do this to me? "I know you're angry," he soothes his voice. I open my mouth, stunned by everything this man is telling me. The little bastard grabs me by the waist, and with the other hand, he grips my hair tightly. A part of me wants to kick him in the balls once and for all, but the other part is eager, and all it wants is to seize this moment, so for a moment, I send complaints and doubts to hell. In a blink of an eye, Harry corners me against the wall, trapping me and preventing me from moving. "Not here," my voice trembles as I enter a state of panic. "At any moment, someone might come in..." "That means we have limited time," he presses his body against mine, letting me feel his huge erection.
Slave of your body Slave to your body
With a heavy heart, I left that place. I say "heavy heart" because Harry, the shameless guy, was walking out with a huge smile on his face, knowing that my boss was watching us. My boss hadn't left yet, and I think he wanted to wait and see how far Harry's jealousy would go. I can't believe it. That man is not who he appears to be. Deep down, I knew that this outing wasn't a good idea, especially with the alcohol I was drinking. Oh, God!! I'm so stupid. I didn't see this coming. Harry is holding my hand, and I don't want to make a scene. He's doing all of this because of the provocations of the man who is still watching us. I don't want to look down, but I feel uncomfortable. I can't help it. "You don't have to be ashamed. We're not doing anything wrong," he says. His tone of voice is so confident that it scares me where things are going. "That son of a bitch has power over you, and I've handed it to him on a silver platter. I can't transfer you to another department because that
Slave of your body Create a movie
+ Another night in Harry's company, but the difference this time is that it's not my house, it's his apartment. I'm afraid that his absence will affect me, but tonight was different from all the others. We watched the movie Fifty Shades of Grey, and we loved it so much that we practiced it - not everything, but we talked about practicing every part of it, making our own movie and calling it "Harry's Shades". Now that I think back to yesterday, thank God my aunt responded to the message I left her. I felt relieved because she replied, "Take care!" It was strange, but also nice. While I was telling Harry about it, I asked him what he said to my aunt that made her like him so much. The jerk smiled and told me that all he did was be honest, and that might be one of the reasons why my aunt feels good around him. What's worrying me is that my boss might try to do something to provoke Harry. Oh, this is getting out of hand. I can't help but worry and consider a drastic decision - quittin
Slave of your body Uniting ties
I spread out the towel to allow me to wrap it around my voluptuous bust, I open the bathroom door and take slow steps out, connecting to the bedroom. Behind me, I hear Harry's footsteps, causing me to pause in my steps. I turn my head halfway and over my shoulders I see the sensual and naked body of that man. He is laughing sensually and calling all my feminine instincts, but for today, I will let my head guide me and not the palpitations that signal to all parts of my body. I smile flirtatiously at him and make a simple gesture with my finger, moving it from side to side, indicating no. He smiles at my response and I continue my steps, not staying at his mercy of lust. I open the wide and spacious mahogany wardrobe with the sole intention of getting Harry's clothing out, while mine is still scattered on the floor. I have taken everything I need from the wardrobe and laid it on the bed. While I exercise, Harry is drying his attractive body. In less than five minutes, I put on my clo
Slave of your body The coach
+ Managed to leave the gym one more day, this time I had to do abs, chest and shoulders. All that in two hours, no..., I feel like I'm wearing myself out, my bones are burning, my body is shaking more and more. Ah, I almost cried, not because the exercises were killing me, I almost cried because I was dying of anger, since the trainer kept telling me over and over again that I could do it, that this was nothing, and that it was all mental. Damn him, bastard, how could he tell me that the pain is mental, my body and breathing were telling me something else. After taking a breath and returning to reality, I dared to take a shower, but inside the gym, all because I had to see my direct boss, Miss Ray... Ash, I forget her last name, and this time it's not that I remember things that suit me, I think that last name makes my days a headache. In less than twenty minutes, I was ready, and I left the gym with a huge smile, every time I come here I cursed and stressed out, however, I have t
Slave of your body A moment with the boss
"That's what I want the most," I stutter, closing my eyes and cursing loudly, wishing all of this would end. "Why don't you come with me?" "No, that's too much work." "Then let me complain. My bones ache and at the same time burn," I sigh as I remember, "I even want to go home, throw myself on the bed because I need to sleep for a while." Oh, the best thing would be if Harry were here to comfort me, to tell me that everything will pass and that I don't need to go to the gym anymore. Hey! I'm like this because I'm not used to it yet. "Haha," she bursts out laughing, "don't say crazy things, you're young, and you can do a lot." "I don't understand your mockery," I snap, "you're my boss, but that doesn't mean you can laugh at me." "It's...that...he..." she's laughing uncontrollably, "you have an enviable body, what if the trainer is in love with you? You're the only one who's not crazy about him," she passes her index finger, wiping away the tears from laughing. "What?" I raise an
Slave of your body It has ended"
"I'm not going to leave you," he says, pressing his entire front against my back as his mouth opens next to my ear. "I'm going to take off this mini-dress of yours." I can barely nod, but he senses my response and begins nibbling on my earlobe, increasing the relentless pressure I already feel within me. "Harry, my aunt..." "You're too beautiful, and that's why so many want what's mine," he purrs as he brushes his lips against my ear. "Oh, God... You can't be serious," I lean into him and feel his throbbing erection against my back through his jeans. "Feel that?" He begins to circle his hips and I moan. "I'm going to possess you." His words are charged with absolute conviction. I feel completely enslaved by them, but I can't let this go, he's taken by the notion that any man can have me. I feel his index finger begin to slowly ascend from the end of my back to the center of my spine and my head starts spinning out of control. I close my eyes tightly and try as hard as I can to
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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
