Episode 9

"I think I can help you, and at the same time you help me. Do you see that woman over there?"

"Yes, she is... She's very beautiful" It took me a while to coordinate some phrases, probably due to the alcohol.

"I told her you're my girlfriend."

"You're a liar." She smiled, and it was the best thing that could happen to my eyes.

"So, do you accept being my girlfriend?" I smiled, it was the first time I uttered those words in many years.

"I accept." She blushed, and for a moment it felt real.

I sat next to her, and we spoke little, to be honest we dedicated ourselves to dancing and drinking. The only thing I knew about her was that she was alone in the city and would return to Los Angeles the next morning.

I went to the bathroom for a moment and when I returned, that man who had previously been harassing her approached her from behind while she danced alone. I hurried over, and before the idiot could lay a hand on her, I took her by the waist and kissed her. She didn't respond to my kiss, I pulled away and with a glance made that guy understand that she was mine. He quickly backed off. When I looked back at her, she was surprised.

"I'm sorry, it's just that..."

"Don't apologize, we're a couple." She said, somewhat timidly. "I kissed her again, and this time she kissed me back."

We continued drinking and dancing until our feet couldn't take it anymore.

"I want to make you mine." I whispered in her ear.

"No, h-h-never going to have r-relations with a man before marriage."

"Are you a virgin?" She simply nodded. "You want to remain a virgin until your wedding night." I confirmed.

"Yes, m-m-dear and potential boyfriend."

"Let's go!"

"I can't go out with... Strangers."

"I'm your boyfriend, do you forget?"

I took her to one of those places where there's a notary at any time. When we arrived, there was a couple getting married.

"Did you bring me to a wedding?"

"Not just any wedding, it's our wedding. Give me a moment." I went out and managed to buy pasta rings, there was nothing else. I returned a little disoriented, alcohol was wreaking havoc on my body.

"Where were we?" I asked, she only shrugged.

"I forgot, hahaha."

"Alright, do you want to be my wife?"

"I accept!"

"SHE ACCEPTED, SHE ACCEPTED!" I lifted her up and tried to spin her around, which was difficult, my balance at that moment was not the best. Cheers and celebratory voices echoed, the place was filled with intoxicated people congratulating us.

End of Flashback.

...***...

Now she's here, in my car, asleep and drunk again.

"Wake up, we've arrived."

"Mmh, let me sleep." She complains pouting. I sigh, get out of the car, and open her door to help her out. One of my men, who was in a van behind us, approaches.

"Sir, if you'd like, I can take her."

"I'll do it." He looks at me strangely, and I understand. It's not like I'm a charitable person.

I enter the hotel and consider taking her to her room, but her bag is still in the car, so I decide to take her to mine.

Upon arrival, I lay her down on my bed. I go to the bathroom, take a shower, and when I come out in a towel, I'm met with a tempting sight. Her short dress has ridden up her hips since she's lying face down with one leg slightly lifted, revealing her tiny lace panties. I can't help my body's reaction, even though I dislike her; I'm only human. I decide to put her in something more comfortable that will allow me to get some sleep. And there lies the dilemma, to change her, I have to undress her. I sigh once again.

I take off her shoes and then unzip her dress, which is easy since she's lying face down.

I can see her completely exposed back, my hands caress her skin, which is as soft as I remembered. I am surprised by myself, as it is a reflexive act. I clench that same hand, trying to control my impulses. I breathe heavily and turn her around. The little fabric of that damn dress with which she caught the attention of all the men still covers her front. I pause and think about how stupid and foolish I am for undressing her without her consent. But then I remember that she is still my wife and I justify it to myself before proceeding. As I remove her dress completely, her body is exposed before my gaze. The translucency of her panties gives me a complete view of absolutely everything, and inevitably, my eyes travel to her lips.

"I don't know what you're doing to me, silly girl," those words escape my mouth.

I shake my head and quickly search for the clothes I lent her the day she was here, without wasting any time, I dress her in them.

"That's better, for both of our safety," I say.

I look at myself in the mirror and know that I need another shower, preferably with cold water.

...***...

POV Anna.

I wake up and the first thing I feel are the stabbing pains in my head. When I open my eyes, I try to sit up, but something or someone is preventing me; wait, is it something or someone?

I feel an arm and a leg hindering any movement on my part.

Oh no, not again! And now, with whom? I turn gently to see the face of the person next to me and feel relieved to know that it's the jerk. I relax a bit, hug his waist, and close my eyes.

Wait a minute, am I in bed and in the arms of the jerk?

"Let go of me!" I pull away abruptly, sitting up on the bed. "What the hell am I doing here? Or better yet, what the hell have you done to me? Why do I have your clothes? Who dressed me? Actually, who undressed me?" I grab the pillow, hold it with both hands at the height of my head, and lightly hit myself. "Why? Why? Why? I'm such a fool."

"Do you always wake up with these existential crises? Or is it just after doing cardio for more than two hours?" he asks with complete nonchalance.

"I see, you find it amusing to toy with my dignity, perfect." I get up, grab my dress and shoes. "Where is my purse?"

"You were in such a rush to come up that you forgot it in my car."

"At the very least, tell me you used protection." He ponders for a moment, seeming somewhat concerned.

"Damn it! I didn't use protection, how didn't I think of it before?" he mutters to himself.

"You didn't use condoms?"

"When was your last period?" he responds with another question.

"I don't know, I don't remember."

"In Las Vegas, that night I didn't use any."

"Wait, wait... Are you trying to say that maybe..."

"Have you had your period or not?"

"No, but that doesn't mean anything. It has always been irregular. That's not the point, the point is you can't just take my body whenever you feel like it."

"I didn't."

"What?"

"We didn't do anything, just sleep."

"And this clothing?"

"I just put something comfortable on you." I look at him suspiciously.

"I need you to take a pregnancy test."

"I'm really sorry, it will have to be another day, I have a business to close in Russia."

"I already told you we're going to take a test, I also have work to do, and yet, I'm postponing everything."

"This business is essential for us, it can't be postponed."

"Don't you understand the importance of this?"

"Alright, let's just get this over with. I should warn you, I don't have much time, I need to be at the airport by three. I'll go to my room, and we'll meet downstairs. I forgot, I need my keys."

"Wait a moment, I'll have one of my men bring them." An uncomfortable silence fills the room. "Have you had any symptoms?" My eyes widen.

"Of course not. I told you, it's normal, my period isn't regular."

"I hope so, otherwise, this will change everything."

"What do you mean by everything?"

"You and me..." His words are cut off as someone knocks on the door.

It's a man, around thirty years old, tall, muscular, and very handsome. He is dressed entirely in black and carries my purse with him, surely one of the bodyguards.

"Sir, here is what you ordered."

"Thank you, Dante, you may leave now." The man nods once and then departs.

"Here you go, don't take too long," Nicolas says as he hands me the wallet.

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