Episode 8

MARKUS

_Mauricio, where are you? I've been waiting for you for over half an hour - I say, stressed.

_Markus, I'm in my office, on my way now.

_Hurry up... I say angrily.

_Friend, you should be more patient. Stress causes importance - he says, mocking me, and hangs up the phone.

That idiot, if he weren't my friend, I would fire him for his impertinence. After a while, Mauricio arrives.

_Where are we going?

_To a club, I need to unwind. Since grandfather's death, I've only focused on work. I haven't even had sex.

_Why don't you do it with your wife?

_Don't be an idiot. I'm not interested in her.

_Not even for sex?

_I already did it, took her virginity.

_WHAT? Seriously, she was a virgin. I have never been with one. They say it's very special and enjoyable.

_I hadn't been with one either until that night at Grandfather's birthday party. - I think about that night. It was the last time I shared with him. Mauricio interrupts my thoughts.

_What were you saying?

_I thought she hated you?

_Who? Christiane... After that, even more.

_Did you abuse her?

_I had a few drinks, I wasn't in my right mind, I swear. But in my defense, I didn't know she was a virgin.

_Wow, brother, that was really messed up. I don't recognize you.

_I don't know what I was thinking at that moment; I barely remember it. I just let my anger take over because she was taking advantage of the old man's generosity.

_Well, at least she didn't press charges. It would have been a huge scandal... So, how was it? Did it hurt her? Did she cry? - Mauricio asks with great interest.

I had forgotten about that moment. I enjoyed it, but she didn't.

_For me, it was something normal, but not for her.

_Normal? Are you crazy or something? You forced her, have you done that with other women?

_No woman has ever resisted me. She was just frustration, punishment for meddling where she shouldn't have. I'm not attracted to her either.

_And now she lives with you?

_Yes, for a few days now. But you know, it's just for appearances. I don't want the media to find out; it would be the scandal of the year.

We arrive at the club and head straight to the VIP rooms where the beautiful girls with goddess-like bodies are waiting for us. After finishing with one of the club's girls, she approaches me and tries to hug me, but I push her away.

_Don't you like me? - she says, trying to touch me...(?)

_Stop it. What are you trying to do? If I want your services again, I'll call you. - I say, annoyed. I finish getting dressed and leave.

I went straight home and lying in bed, I started thinking about what Mauricio had said. Causing pain... When it comes to sex, I'm used to receiving pleasure and causing pleasure. The pain usually comes afterwards, once I let them go. But with Christine, it was different. I admit I'm not proud of what I did, but I was drunk, not in my right mind. With these thoughts, I fell asleep.

I woke up early and took a shower. I got dressed, packed my suitcase. I had to leave for the airport before noon for a business trip to Italy. I went downstairs, and there she was in the kitchen having breakfast. For a moment, I thought that if anyone knew she was my wife, they wouldn't believe it, and rightfully so. I never wanted to get married, but if I did, she would have to be the most beautiful woman in the world. As I was about to leave, I asked Bettina, who was still with me, to tell Mrs. Christiane to come to my office. A moment later, she enters.

_Take this.

_And what is this? - she asks.

_It's a credit card. I hope that when I come back from my trip, you will have changed your appearance a bit. I can't allow my wife to continue looking unfeminine.

_And if I refuse to change how I dress?

_It's not in your best interest. In the marriage contract, there was a prenuptial agreement that you also signed, stating that you have to obey me in everything. Not doing so will require compensation.

_You're an idiot.

She stormed out of the office, but there was nothing she could do. She should have read it before signing, but she didn't.

CHRISTIANE

Since I signed the marriage certificate, I have been living in this grand mansion. It's huge and luxurious; it used to belong to Markus' father, the egocentric Markus. My family is living in a rented apartment.

When I finished college, I used to visit them and then I would go to the mansion. I didn't see him much, only sometimes in the mornings when he left for work.

On the last day before going to Italy, I filled myself with more hatred towards him. He had included a clause in a contract, a supposed contract that I was unaware of until now. He had me in his hands, and I, ignorant of all that, was a complete idiot. Honestly, I never cared about being beautiful for men. I always believed that I was, but I must admit that ever since we started having so many problems at home, I stopped caring about how I looked. Angelika wanted to accompany me, according to her, she couldn't leave me alone. She already knew that I would go to the old clothing stores that I used to visit, which was very true. She took me to different stores that I would never go to since they were luxurious and extremely expensive. She proposed that I get back at my stupid husband by maxing out the credit card. It wasn't a bad idea, so I agreed. We spent an entire day going in and out of stores, buying dresses, shoes, and some accessories. It seemed like the credit card had no limit. We even bought sexy lingerie in various colors, something I wouldn't actually use but did it just to "spend."

We had already spent too much, the car was full, so we decided to continue the next day. The egotistical idiot had given me a car with a driver, supposedly because his wife couldn't be traveling in taxis all the time. But in my opinion, it was to keep an eye on me.

The next day, when we left class, we headed towards the car.

"Take us to the city center, Karl," I said to the driver politely.

We arrived and went to a beautiful store with branded clothes, but I was shocked by the prices. They were twice as expensive as the ones we bought yesterday. I told Angelika that we shouldn't go there, that we should go to a more affordable store.

"No, Christine, remember our plan is to spend his money. So why not treat ourselves to these exquisite indulgences?", she replied.

I changed so many times that I lost count, from jeans to dresses, Crofts Tok panties, something I had always liked, and of course, everything branded. High heels, low heels, platform sandals, boots, ankle boots, and not to forget the Chanel and Gucci handbags. It was insane. I had never imagined that I would spend this way in my life. My friend said that I had an impactful body and that I should enhance my curves and show more cleavage. According to her, I had beautiful breasts. I even bought some things for my sisters, and my parents would be happy. We were about to leave when Angelika had the idea of going to a beauty salon.

"No, that's crazy. You already made me buy all this clothing, which I'm sure will take me many years to wear," I protested.

"Oh, dear friend, you still have much to learn. For a woman, nothing is enough, and now you're the wife of the magnate Markus Meyer. You need to be up to par," she insisted.

"Is that really what matters?" I asked, uninterested.

"Then do it for me! Please!" Angelika pleaded, making a puppy-dog face.

"Alright," I finally agreed. Angelika jumped with excitement, and I followed her to a beauty salon.

"Hello, darlings, how can I assist you?" the stylist said.

"Well, my friend here wants a makeover. I want her to look unrecognizable," I explained.

The stylist looked me up and down and said, "I understand." Then she released my hair.

"Wow, you have long and beautiful hair. It's very dark, but it enhances your fair skin," she complimented.

"Thank you, but I've never liked wearing it down," I replied.

"You're making a mistake. I don't think dyeing it is necessary, but we should definitely cut those damaged ends," she suggested.

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