All Chapters of Slave of your body: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

How are my days inside a room? My days are the same; when the sun comes up, I wait for my aunt to give me a cup of coffee with a slice of bread, then I lock myself in the shower and stay there for a long time until my skin becomes as soft as a grandma's skin. I come out of the shower and spend hours lying in bed, watching the blue sky remain blue, although there are days when it gets completely cloudy. There are days when I skip lunch because I fall completely asleep, and to avoid disturbing me, they prefer to leave me alone. My eyes automatically open when the sun begins to set, and that's when I start complaining because I force myself to get up to leave the room to find something to eat. I don't do it because I'm hungry; I don't remember what it's like to be hungry anymore. I get up, so they don't have to argue with me, so I hurry to put on my pajamas. After giving them an hour to eat and talk again, I get lost on the bed, but this time I grab my headphones and lie down, looking a

+ "I have brought this tea and I also have the proof that I bought for you that time," she hands me a bag and I can deduce that it's a pregnancy test because one is not enough. "My dear, contraceptive methods are not as perfect as one expects. I'm not doubting them, but you may be the candidate for whom they don't work..." "Shhh... Enough! I don't want you to keep jinxing me. I'll do what you're asking, but only because you're insisting." I take the bag and get up from the bed and head to the bathroom. I tell my aunt that I appreciate her help and concern, but all of this is too exaggerated because I am aware that I am not pregnant. With wide eyes, I take out a pregnancy test kit from the bag. I read the instructions and I can deduce that it's 99% accurate. It says that I have to pee on the strip. With shaky legs, I walk towards the toilet and sit down. With trembling hands, I have the test. When I finally manage to wet the absorbent, along with my hand, I quickly place the test

I answer the questions before succumbing to nausea that is present. The doctor suggests that I get up and lie down on a stretcher for an ultrasound, as it is better not to wait any longer. After that, she says that she will leave me for a few hours because I need more than one IV to get better and that I will always have to undergo exams. "No... But that means I'm pregnant, I don't accept an ultrasound." On the right side of her desk, there is a stretcher. She tells me to lie down on it because she will have to do an ultrasound, just to see. My aunt doesn't wait for the doctor to tell her when she is already helping me. This is not going as expected, we both came to get rid of the immense doubt we have. I thank God that the stretcher is not too high, I think it's one that adjusts to the height of the patient and that the doctor decides. I lie down on the stretcher, pull down my pajama pants, and lift my shirt up to my chest, all to give the doctor access to my abdomen. I close my

Ah, it can't be, the urge to vomit has returned, but the doctor said the medication would help, and I could just rest, it's not possible, I can't feel sick, not now. I inhale strongly and then run to the bathroom near the kitchen. The first thing I want is to make it to the bathroom on time because the urge to vomit is in my throat, I feel it rising and falling. Ah, I don't want to, I don't want to vomit. What great sin did I commit for this to be happening to me? "Ale..." I hear Harper's screams behind me. In no time, I enter the bathroom, fall to my knees in front of the toilet, and begin to vomit. Suddenly I feel Harper's hand on my hair and the other on my abdomen. In a whisper, he tells me that everything will pass. Ah, I want to believe him because the truth is I have lost hope. After vomiting the bile, I collapse on Harper's chest and tell him that I can't take it anymore and that all I want is to go to the other world. I beg for mercy and speak many incoherence without real

"Motherfucker! I am the pure devil and I can't help being who I am, and that's why I will seek revenge until I quench the thirst I have for her. It's not that I'll kill her or ask my husband to fire her, I just want to have some fun and then see if we can make peace. I walk away from her, leaving her with her mouth wide open. I head towards my sexy husband's office, swaying my hips from side to side, provoking the women who devour my behind. "They say the ass can take it all, so I have plenty for them to eat!" Without touching the door, I enter Harry's office, and the first thing I look for is the presence of my man. "My love, what are you doing here?" There he is! Sitting on that chair that describes him as the boss, as a dominant man, holding a glass of liquor. "Alex, tell me you didn't come on a motorcycle," he says with a serious tone as he sees my provocative dress. "Yes," I spoke between laughter. "Oh no, you'll see the punishment I'll give you. I want you to lock that door