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2023-01-20 00:46:14Hard narrating:
When my eyes found Leonor's body and sweetness, for the first time I discovered what it was like to be jealous of something. I was jealous of their relationship, I've always been a good judge and it wasn't difficult to judge her closed face of who was a frustrated woman, I questioned myself as I saw her leave through the door of the room, how someone left a woman like her frustrated. Even if my body wanted her in contact with it, naked, and my hands wanted to roam that perfect body, that was not my intention in proposing a night with her, but knowing the other ways that made her perfect. All I wanted was to be able to sit across from her and give her another kind of excitement, to be looked at and heard like she wasn't at home. As it is not for her husband. She was beautiful, low cut, and would be the type of woman who would put her up against the wall without measuring efforts, who would enjoy that night but the incredible thing is that she would manage to dominate me even more, just by sitting there and talking with her bold gaze . Leonor was a woman who didn't deserve the title of being a misunderstood housewife, she was too woman for that. With her startled eyes she refused to look at me:- then that's it? Did you bring me out to the terrace for a romantic dinner? – she questioned me. - No... I brought you to be treated like a woman, to be respected... I want your company. - You mean... that in the agreement which gives you total right to do whatever you want with me, you will want to talk? – she questioned me. But not as if she wanted to know, or was relieved, but because she wants me with her eyes too. Getting up from the chair I walked over to her, I got in front of her making sure she didn't take her eyes off me, I went behind the chair, and I crouched down brushing her hair away from her ear, placing it on the other shoulder affectionately, and I bent down. up to your ear: - Do you know what I think? That it is not your relationship that is envied, but you who make it that way. – I could see her legs shiver – and yet you have the guy who bankrupted a company by your side, puts the blame on you and sells you. But I don't want anything, I just want you to grant me this dance. I told her stretching my hands to her, with a smile in the corner she approached her with her body allowing me to pull her closer to mine. I didn't want words at that moment, there are certain points of love that you don't need to say anything, just let the person feel it. I'm not the conqueror type, but I know all the points that drive a woman crazy, but I know that there are things that excite more than naughty. I wanted Leonor for a lifetime, and I respected her being married, so I put myself in my place, accepting that I could only have her for that moment. I could only have her with her body glued to mine, lowering her dress while in a calm dance we leaned against each other, and her satin dress with the fabric so light that it climbed into my hands that were on her waist, I felt her panting breath next to my neck , giving me goosebumps, while the view of Boston soothed me. Leonor Juice narrating: -so she tells me, who do you want to be when you grow up? Hardy asked me. It was strange, the more I got here imagining that all I would have to do was lie down with him, the more he proved me wrong, that a conversation looking into his intimidating eyes can complete it in a way that I haven't been able to for months, the firm touch of his hands gave me goosebumps, he put me in a point of understanding that I was frustrated, and I don't know why else I believed that in his arms I found my cure. One look was all it took for me to question myself about everything I was sure about love. He would look at me, fill my glass and ask me about personal things that Call never had the patience to question, but he didn't, he got involved in the subject, and little by little it wasn't just a conversation anymore, more like we'd known each other for years . The weight wouldn't be lying next to Call frustrated that he wouldn't touch me again, but more remembering that Hard made me feel whole just by listening to me, just by letting me talk and dance once. cheesy music on the terrace of a restaurant. The desire I felt was more intense than if he had touched me. Dawn was beginning to arrive and we didn't even realize it. We knew everything about each other's lives, and the inspiration I looked for at the bottom of every glass of wine I drank came looking into Hard's eyes and revealing the butterflies in my stomach. It was there that I had the idea of a novel, as crazy as it may be, because it was at that moment that I managed to feel loved, or to feel the smallest sphere of love:- I just carried out the transfer... your husband's business is safe. But why can't I feel that it was some kind of obligation that brought you here? - I don't know, maybe you'll find out in your dreams, when you're consumed with knowing all my crazy disaster stories. - She told him in an ironic way. As he got up from the table to lead me away. - Don't play with my desires baby, I can bankrupt your husband just to have one more night discovering your bizarre stories. - The sun is rising. – She said in a sweet way. I've always loved watching the sun rise. - and we can watch it shine all we want. - Hard appeared beside me smiling and held my hand in silence so that together we could feel the sun warm our skin little by little. On the way back home, sitting on the cold leather seats of the luxurious car I was in, I caught myself thinking about all the ways I felt that night, about the feelings that hadn't inhabited me for weeks. I knew about the risks I was taking, but maybe because of the anger that inhabited me it was as if I didn't care about containing them, Call's arrogance had served something, so that I could find the woman who was hidden inside me after always prioritizing the man who sold me at the first opportunity: - Thanks God. – Call said getting up from the couch and coming towards me. His red eyes gave away that he hadn't slept all night, and the wine kept him good company. - Tell me nothing happened... - the despair in his voice entered my ears in a brief sound of poetry. I liked seeing him like this. - Sold it to me, and now you're worried if he does better than you or not Call? How many possibilities did you think of before making this ridiculous decision? None is not. He stared into Call's intimidating eyes, watching the tears run down his face. – it doesn't matter if something happened or not, the only fact that matters is how I'm going to look at you knowing that I'll be sold to anyone just to get rid of some debts. - Amber... don't talk like that.... Going upstairs I completely ignored him, I wasn't as furious, and it made me wonder if the fact that I was coping so well had to do with being the mobster with the questionable eyes. It didn't take more than one night for him to realize that Hard is the type of dominator who knows how to perform any woman, and for that he doesn't even need to be in a bed.Related chapters
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Call juice narrating: - Call... Call... what's going on? We've just talked, spoken our feelings, and it's just going to disappear... Ignoring the way Leonor screamed, she knew she was making mistakes once again, spoiling what had been a new beginning, but the anger blinded me in the same intensity that it deafened me. He just leaves the bathroom, putting on some clothes and going down the stairs to get the car. I knew that somehow Hard was involved with these smuggling, my instinct was strong enough to doubt myself at that moment, as I drove at high speed to his apartment, I forced myself not to question myself anymore. Knowing that nothing had happened between him and Leonor, seeing him smiling at me again made me understand that I wasn't just weak, but made me feel that I was even stronger than him. What encouraged me to be right here, right now. Banging on his apartment door: - Open that damn thing.... - I shouted euphorically. - But what's going on here? it's eleven at
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Trembling I held the cell phone still in my hands, I looked at the cars paralyzed, my mind questioning itself, not wanting to believe it: - how can you do this to me, are you crazy Leonor? Call's euphoric screams echoed, bringing a yearning to my stomach, to hear his voice, to feel the fear eating me up, the fear of the truth. Turning around, I looked into six eyes, feeling the ember of mine burning, I raised my hands, wanting to tell him something but I felt weak even to release the words, my legs bowed as I stared at him, with his pale face, reliving every moment he told me about how he did not want to be a father, feeling the weight of his silence the bitterness was eating me up: - It was important for me to talk to this man tonight Leonor.... - Call continued to shout. - How can I... How can I be such a fool, I can't believe it... It was so in front of my eyes... - I started to speak, still weak, but anger was taking over every part of me. - What are you saying Leono
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Call narrating: When he got home he was worried that he hadn't received any news from Leonor and was afraid that his mother might have said something to him. But she was sitting on the couch with a corner smile as if she was feeling light-hearted: -everything okay? - I asked her, still unsure. -Yes, everything is fine. My mother and I talked and she left, but at least a part of me feels that we are at peace now. That's good Leonor, I'm glad that you two have worked things out. What do you say we go out to dinner? Just the two of us at that restaurant you like. - I said, running my hands down your legs, wrapping a kiss around you and touching your body. - Okay, I'll put some clothes on. - She said in a more despondent tone than I expected. Leonor went upstairs to put on some clothes, I looked at her admiring her smile, thinking that everything between us was really in the same place, no Sandra, no Hard, just the two of us. Today's dinner is a great oppor
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Leonor narrating: - Call... where's Call? Speaking in an altered voice I arrived at the office of Call looking obsessively for him, I could not stop my thoughts and kept imagining all the possible causes that would have led him to send that amount to my mother. For some reason of insecurity I believed that it was not one of the best : - Calm down Mrs. Leonor... - his secretary told me. - "Calm down Mrs. Leonor"? you're playing with my face, go after him now. - Hey Leonor calm down, I'm here ... what's going on? - Call said coming up behind me putting his hands on my shoulder. - Why is everyone asking you to stay calm today?- I said in a rude tone again. - Because you're completely euphoric and screaming. Let's go to my office and talk about it, okay? - Call said in a calm tone of voice and somehow calmed me down as his hands touched mine. If he was so peaceful it couldn't be anything bad. We entered his office, I sat down in his chair and felt my legs tremblin
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Leonor narrating: With a breakfast tray and flowers by my side, I woke up in bed with a note from Call telling me how much he loved me and how willing he was to never lose me again, along with a fart of apology for going to work early. Looking at it all I smiled, running my hand over the perfectly clean sheet with the smell of fabric softener, inhaling the sweet smell of feeling at home, the pride for my home had returned, I just wanted to get out of bed and prepare an amazing lunch for my husband. It was as if peace reigned in me again, as if I was ready to start over. I went downstairs, and with the laptop open on the couch, I started looking for a new job, until I was interrupted by an email that caught my attention, Call had made a high transfer to my mother's account, sighing deep in a scare I got up from the couch running around the room, wondering why that transfer. Call narrating: As I walked through the doors of the company, I was determined to make t
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Call narrating: Leonor went upstairs to take a shower while carefully preparing the foods she liked. When we started dating, it was a kind of relationship that had nothing cliché about it, that everything was insane and in the heat of the moment, we did crazy things when we decided on the spot as if we were living intensely, we looked at other couples and realized that we had something different, we loved each other and showed it in a way. I was dominated by insecurity, every time I came home and my father was drunk, he would laugh saying how foolish I was to believe in love, to believe that Leonor was the right person and that we would live forever together, He laughed saying that he would be sitting in his armchair waiting for the day that I would arrive heartbroken, and then I would understand exactly what a man he is, sitting beside him and grabbing a glass of whiskey to drown my sorrows for having fallen in love with a woman like Leonor. That night I was so frustrated th
