Episode 19

CHRISTIANE

I couldn't believe that he, having the option to serve himself another piece of cake, would want mine. It angered me because he always had to be selfish.

As the older sister, I had to set an example, share everything with my sisters, but Markus is not Mariana or Constanza, so he didn't have to do it. I wanted that cake so much, although my words came out harsh, I couldn't feel the hatred I felt for him a month ago, something changed and I don't know when it happened.

For the first time, I saw a different look, weak. He withdrew with just those last words, "not everything." I felt bad for saying it that way, he might think I hate him, but it's not true. Even if I wanted to, I can't do it.

I entered his bedroom and he was already asleep. I had a strong desire to lay down next to him and be in his arms again as I was a few hours ago, but I was afraid he wouldn't appreciate it. I went to my own bed, and the next morning, I woke up wanting to see him, but I only heard him saying to Bettina that he wasn't going to have breakfast, and he left. I went downstairs and saw his breakfast on the table. Bettina spoke, interrupting my daze.

"Sorry, what were you saying?"

"Are you going to have breakfast, Christine? Is something wrong with you?"

"Yes, of course... you can serve me, and nothing's wrong with me."

I sat at the table while she served me, and she commented, "It's strange that Mr. hasn't had breakfast, he always does."

"Maybe he had an emergency and had to leave early," she chuckled lightly.

"His grandfather taught him never to leave on an empty stomach, especially when it comes to work. It's one of the few things the young man obeyed from his grandfather."

"Why do you think he didn't do it today?"

"I don't know... but I don't think it's about work."

Bettina looked at me closely with a smile, and I continued eating my breakfast, not in the mood to go out. I went upstairs and, without thinking, I ended up in Markus's room. I lay on his bed, remembering all his caresses, his kisses. I slowly ran my hand over my body, starting to experience sensations and small memories of the previous night.

Stop, I said to myself mentally. I got up from the bed determined to go to his company. I need to see him, to have him in my arms again. I want to get lost in his gaze. I entered his bathroom; it was quite spacious. I came out and dressed myself in a skirt, a tank top, and black boots.

I styled my hair in a high ponytail and put on some makeup. I was ready. I left the house, and Karl immediately headed towards me, opening the door and starting the car as we left the mansion.

"Where should I take you, ma'am?"

"Take me to my husband's company."

He seemed surprised because he couldn't hide turning to look at me. As we were on the way, insecurity struck me. What am I doing? Am I that desperate? What if he's busy and doesn't see me? Why didn't I wait for him at home?

"We have arrived, ma'am," Karl said, interrupting my crazy thoughts. He opened the door for me, and, well, there's no turning back now. I entered the company and felt many gazes. I asked the receptionist on which floor Mr. Meyer's office was located; it was the top floor. I took the elevator, reached a room, and saw an empty desk. As I was about to open the door...

"Where do you think you're going?" said a lady in her forties.

"Is this Mr. Markus Meyer's office?"

"Yes, but no one enters without prior authorization."

"Oh, I'm sorry then. I'll wait here."

"He's currently in a meeting. Can you tell me your name?"

"I'm Christiane, Mr. Meyer's wife."

The lady was surprised, and I could see how her attitude shifted towards me.

"I think I've just made a mistake, I apologize, I didn't know."

"Don't worry, no one here knows me, and your name is...?"

"Jacinta, ma'am. But please, come in. I don't think Mr. Meyer will mind the presence of his wife." She opened the office door for me, offering me something to drink, but I declined.

I was a little nervous, and at the last moment, I thought, what if it bothers him? Just then, I saw the door open, and he walked in. I saw the surprise on his face; he paused for a moment to look at me and then spoke to me so coldly.

_God, it was a mistake to come here. I tried to hide my nerves, but his mere presence intimidates me to the point of submitting without protest. I was extremely nervous, yet filled with curiosity. While we kissed, I didn't feel his hands on my body, so I tried to pull away. But he stopped me, looking at me with those captivating green eyes.

MARKUS

I wasn't certain why she was here, but one thing I knew for sure, she hadn't come to see the company. "Why did you come, and don't lie to me," I ask her seriously, without releasing her. "Well... I told you..." I observe the expressions on her face. She doesn't want to tell me the truth, but she confirms one thing. I lean close to her ear. "I'm almost certain that you want to repeat last night." "What... No?" she quickly responds. "Oh no," I tighten my grip on her, running my hand over her body. Her breathing is erratic, just like mine. I couldn't hold back, so I claimed her soft lips. Our tongues intertwine in an indescribable way. We continue moving backwards until we reach the couch, not once breaking eye contact. We undress each other, and I make her mine again. We reach our climax. I adjust myself and see that she's tired, slightly blushing. I get dressed and help her dress too. I hold her chin, looking straight into her eyes. "Tell me, I want to hear it." "What?" she asks, confused. "The true reason you came here, come on, I want to hear it..." I see her cheeks turn red. "Well... I came to see you and..." I silence her with a kiss. That's what I wanted to hear.

"I must go now, you probably have a lot of work," I stop her. "For you, I'm never too busy. You can come whenever you want," she smiles at me, giving me a kiss. "Alright then."

I watch her leave, feeling a deep happiness within me. She doesn't hate me. I've never felt this way about any other woman. I have no idea when or where these feelings started to emerge, but I want to let myself go. Suddenly, I think, why the hell did I let her go alone? I run after her, and as the elevator doors are about to close, I stop it. She looks at me surprised. "What are you doing?" "Nothing, let's get out of here..." I take her hand and we kiss. If this is what the tide wants, I willingly let myself be carried away, as long as it's with Christiane.

I take her to my house, and we indulge in passion, even wilder than in the office. I've never done this before as I usually respect my work area, but with her, everything is different. With her, I desire to possess her every moment, and I know she desires the same, even if she tries to pretend otherwise. I quickly overpower her.

CHRISTINE

I wake up and the first thing I see is Markus' beautiful face. I remember everything we did last night. He didn't let me even go out to get dinner; he preferred to do it himself. He removes his hand from my hip so he can go to the bathroom, but I feel a tug and fall back on the bed. "Where do you think you're going?" Markus says without opening his eyes, and I can bet he's mocking me. "Markus, please, I'm hungry, and I need to pee." Ignoring my needs, he embraces me tightly against his chest, trapping me. "Really?" I ask, indignant. "Yes, we've only slept a couple of hours. I'm tired, so sleep now, my little one." What can I say? It's impossible with him, but his warmth comforts me, and I fall asleep again in his arms.

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