Episode 17

MARKUS

If Bettina hadn't stopped me just in time and I kicked that door down. I went to the office to serve and whisky should use a cold head to know where she had gone and who she was with. "Damn it." If someone dared to touch her, they would have to deal with me. I heard a knock on the door and I said to come in, and it was Karl.

"I want you to tell me where the hell you took my wife today?"

"It's a building north of the city, I can give you the address."

"Do you know why she went there?"

"No, I stayed at the reception, but there was a man waiting for her."

"What man?"

"I didn't catch his name, but I heard he was something like the director or manager."

I clenched my fist until my knuckles turned white, picked up the phone, and sent the address to Mauricio to investigate who owns that company, what they do, and most importantly, why my wife went there.

"It better not be what I'm thinking, Christine, because you'll pay dearly."

The next morning, I was a little calmer, trying to focus on work. I had been busy all day, but despite that, I couldn't get her words out of my mind when I kissed her. "He kisses so deliciously." Her words drove me crazy, wounded my male pride. All I could think about was if she was capable of sleeping with a man for money. "Damn it." The thought alone made my stomach churn. I tore up the check; I didn't care about that damn money if I didn't know how she earned it.

Mauricio still hadn't called me, and I was getting desperate wondering why this idiot is taking so long. The phone rings.

"Tell me, Mauricio."

"I investigated, and indeed it's a well-known magazine called "ESCLUSIVA." The editor-in-chief is named Edgar Schneider, the oldest son of Mr. Hermann."

"Yes, I remember, but could you find out why Christiane went there?"

"It wasn't that hard. She was there for a photo shoot; apparently, she will be the cover image for that magazine. The pictures are already on their website. I sent you her Instagram account."

"I checked, and it was Christiane. She wore the same clothes as yesterday. She looked so beautiful with her smile and hair."

"Are you there, friend?"

"Good job. I'll call you later."

I hung up and stared at the picture for a while, completely enchanted by her beauty. "You were clever, but if you want to play, I will too..."

She mocked me, with the help of someone I don't know. Even though it calmed me a bit to know that she didn't give herself to anyone else, I was still angry about her rejection. That night we were together, I thought she had enjoyed it just as much, if not more, than me. But apparently, it wasn't the case.

Today, I would leave early. I've been pushing myself too hard these days, and I need to rest. But I also need to confront that little one.

I arrived home and didn't see her. She was probably in her room. I went to my bedroom to freshen up a bit and while in the shower, I heard a voice – most likely one of the service staff.

"But that voice..." then I became impatient.

I stepped out, and there was Christiane. She was in her underwear, and someone reacted immediately. Her body was so perfect, with such provocative curves. "Uzzz" She was so focused on putting on a dress that she didn't notice my presence.

CHRISTIANE

Markus didn't keep insisting, and I thank God for it. I saw him leave today, and I went downstairs to have breakfast, not wanting to cross paths with him. Graduation day is coming soon, and I will finally be a certified accountant. My mom and sisters will be there, and my father—well, he was released from prison a few days ago, and the first thing he did was go to a bar. That doesn't affect me anymore. I thought about Grandpa Rodolfo; he would've been so happy to see me receive my degree. He always said he would be in the front row to watch me receive it. I pushed those thoughts aside; I know he wouldn't want to see me like this. It's time to be happy, and I know he will be with me deep in my heart. And despite Markus trying to turn my life into chaos, I won't allow it. I just took a shower and went to Markus's room. I still hadn't moved my things, but I would ask one of the maids to do it later.

I revised some of the dresses that I had bought with Markus' credit card. I had to choose one for my graduation ceremony. I took out a turquoise one, others in red, lilac, and pink.

I didn't know which one to choose, so I decided to try them all on to see which one looked best on me. I took off my towel, leaving myself in just my white underwear, a white bra, and panties.

I started with the pink dress. Markus had a large mirror, so it was easier to see myself completely. It was short, without a neckline. Not bad. Then I put on the lilac dress, which had sleeves but an exposed back.

I continued with the red dress. It was short, tightly fitted to my body, with a very attractive neckline and a slightly exposed back. I took it off and threw it on the bed. I was still undecided. I still had to try on the turquoise one, but I wasn't convinced by its color.

Suddenly, I heard a hoarse voice behind me. It was Markus, who was observing me from head to toe with lust. Apparently, he was showering as he was completely wet, only covering his lower part with a towel, but it still left little to the imagination.

"You look beautiful in all of them," he said with a perverse gaze.

I was so absorbed in this moment that I had forgotten I was in his room. I grabbed my towel and covered myself. He always comes late, so what is he doing here at this time? I thought.

"I just... came...," I stuttered. I couldn't concentrate; his private part was still...

Suddenly, he approached one of his drawers and took out a very daring red lace bra and panties, and threw them onto the bed.

"You would look perfect wearing this with the red dress," he said.

I just stared at the lingerie. I had forgotten about it. Then, he came closer to me.

"I... I'm not going to wear that!" I exclaimed.

"If you bought it, it means you intended to use it," he said softly.

"You... You're wrong. I only did it to spend your money," his proximity made me even more nervous.

He just laughed, closing the distance between us. This man is truly sexy.

"So, you never planned on using them," he said.

"I have to go," I said, trying to walk towards the exit, but he positioned himself in front, blocking my path. Being so close, I could see his full beauty. I was curious. Without realizing it, I let my towel fall, and I ran my hand over his pectorals and down to his abs, biting my lower lip. He grabbed my hand, stopping me.

He held me tightly, trapping me in his arms, and kissed me with such passion that it was difficult for me to protest. I desired him. His lips devoured mine, playing with my tongue. We separated due to lack of air, but I desired him. I wanted him to possess me again. And as if he read my mind, I stood up, and he led me to the bed, throwing me onto it. Then he started kissing me, removing my bra, kissing every part of my body. I didn't want him to stop. I couldn't bear it anymore. I started moaning.

He looked at me and kissed me again, as our bodies became one. His motions started slow, but then increased their rhythm. The collision of our bodies echoed throughout the room, and I couldn't help but ask for more.

"Markus," I thought aloud.

He looked at me and laughed, continuing with a marvelous synchronization. He asked me to say his name again, and I did without hesitation. His movements accelerated even more, and finally, together, we reached our climax.

He remained on top of me, and I could hear his rapid breath near my neck. Then he moved aside, pulling me into his arms, resting my face on his chest. Neither of us said anything.

As our breath calmed down, I felt him caress my back. My eyelids were heavy, and I fell asleep.

I woke up, darkness surrounding me. Markus was asleep. I stayed there, observing him.

"I've fallen again, but I don't feel a bit of remorse. I always thought I would be with only one man, that the first would be the last. So, will it be you?" I thought. I sighed, but regardless, I didn't care. My body desired him, and I couldn't keep pretending.

I tiptoed to not wake him up, put on my pajamas, and went to the kitchen because I felt a bit hungry. I checked the refrigerator and found a chocolate cake. I grabbed a piece and it was delicious. However, suddenly Markus arrived, and I got scared.

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