Episode 8

After a few hours, Jazmin was able to enter and see Cristin, who was still asleep. She caressed his hair while a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Everything will be fine, Jazmin, don't worry. Soon he will be able to be like any other child his age," Richard said, looking at Jazmin.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't hear you come in," she apologized, wiping her face feeling embarrassed.

"Take it easy, go get some rest. There won't be any more visitors today; they will put a vaporizer in the room and keep it closed until tomorrow," Richard reassured her.

"Okay, I'll leave, but please call me if anything happens, Richard," she replied with a smile.

Jazmin left the hospital feeling very nervous. At the hospital entrance, she saw a black car and a man in a suit waiting for her.

"Miss Jazmin, Mr. Conner sent me for you. Please, get inside," he calmly said, opening the car door.

"Yes, of course," she nervously responded, entering the car. The seat felt cold, and the drive seemed endless as she anxiously looked at the passing streets.

Upon arrival, the man opened the door and escorted her inside. As she stepped in, the scent of damp grass and freshly wet earth filled her senses. The house seemed immense, with black marble floors and white and cream-colored decorations.

"Miss Jazmin, my name is Fabiola, and I will be taking you to your room," said an older woman, smiling at her.

"Hello, yes, thank you," Jazmin replied as they climbed the stairs. She couldn't think of anything else but what awaited her.

"Here we are. Mr. Conner left some clothes for you in that box. I don't know if you'd like me to bring you something to eat," Fabiola offered with a smile.

"Oh, no, thank you. This is fine," she responded nervously, looking around the room.

The woman left and Jazmin looked at the room. She had never been in such a luxurious place. She walked over to the bed and opened the box. Inside, there was a sheet of paper that said:

"Change quickly, I won't be long."

She looked at the clothes inside the box and felt like she would faint. It was white underwear with sky blue shimmering details, very tiny, and a perfume.

"Oh no, this won't cover me at all."

I took off my clothes and went to the bathroom. I wanted to get this over with once and for all. I removed my clothes and put on the new ones. I looked at myself in the mirror; I looked so different. I couldn't go out like this, it didn't cover anything on my body. I nervously sat on the toilet seat, and then I heard the bedroom door open.

"It can't be, damn it, how am I supposed to go out like this?" I muttered while looking at myself in the mirror.

"Darling, are you ready? I'm waiting for you," he called out.

Jazmin took a deep breath and stepped out of the bathroom. Emilio was sitting on the bed with only his tie loosely undone. He watched her come out, but didn't say anything. Emilio was surprised to see her; her cheeks were flushed, her skin was flawless with a sun-kissed tone. Her legs and waist were well-contoured. He got up from the bed when he noticed she wasn't approaching him.

Emilio was taller than Jazmin, so he lifted her chin and made her face him while his fingertips traced her back.

"You look exquisite," he said, kissing her shoulder.

"Let's get this over with," she replied.

"We don't need to rush, darling. We have all night," he retorted sarcastically, brushing against her nipples.

These new sensations were unfamiliar to Jazmin's body. With each touch from Emilio, she trembled uncontrollably. Emilio unbuttoned his shirt as he noticed that Jazmin had no intention of doing so, unlike other women he had been with.

Jazmin seemed frozen in place, not moving. Emilio lifted her and carried her to the bed, undressing in front of her as she watched. His body was muscular and devoid of any hair. Jazmin glanced at him, realizing the size of his manhood; she thought it wouldn't fit inside her in any way.

"Do you like what you see?" Emilio asked, smiling.

Jazmin immediately looked away. Emilio climbed onto the bed and began kissing her slowly, gradually becoming rougher as he moved down her neck, leaving marks in his wake. She gripped the blanket tightly, trying to resist any embarrassing sensations.

Emilio took her breasts into his mouth, causing her to moan delicately as she closed her eyes

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