Episode 4

"I have twisted my foot" Susan looked into his eyes, her slightly drunken face looking charming.

"I thought you wanted to seduce me" Arturo caressed her face. Susan tried to avoid the contact, pushing to release herself from his grip. But all her unexpected movement achieved was causing Arturo to lose balance as well. They both fell, with Arturo ending up on top of her, of course.

"Get off me" Susan writhed and struggled, but achieved absolutely nothing. All she managed to do was make Arturo take hold of her wrists and bring them up to her head. It was then that she noticed his lustful gaze. "What do you want to do?" asked Susan.

"You'll find out soon enough" Susan's green eyes widened, but before she could react, Arturo scooped up her body in his arms. Carrying her away from the dark area, only to enter an even darker one. Nonetheless, the scent of flowers filled Susan's nostrils as he positioned her on a small, makeshift bed.

"Arturo, stop" Susan jumped off the bed, but he completely immobilized her beneath him. Susan looked at him once again. He was mysterious, seductive, but also looked terrifying.

Arturo's face was getting closer to hers, his breath carried the faint aroma of whisky. The tip of his nose played with her face, making Susan feel small or rather, being beneath him.

"Someone could see us here, stop Arturo" Susan managed to utter those words, but her dress tore apart. Considering the poor quality fabric, the hiss shook the woman's body.  "You've ruined my dress" she said again, but it seemed like she was just complaining to herself.

"If you behave, I will buy you many dresses."

"If I behave?" Susan whispered once again, feeling even more confused due to the alcohol and Arturo's words.

"Shut up" Arturo bit her ear, causing Susan pain.

"It hurts" the woman complained, as she felt Arturo pressing harder against her. The sensation of coolness permeated her skin, as Arturo got rid of his clothes and penetrated her. Susan threw her head back, alcohol making her more sensitive to the man's caresses, deep thrusts, and his deep grunts. She experienced an unfamiliar sensation.

Arturo kissed her, and in less than 2 seconds, Susan responded by wrapping her arms around the man's neck while he continued pushing into her. After two hours, at 1 a.m., the intense sexual encounter came to an end. Their bodies were entwined, and the autumn was not felt as strongly due to the heat they emitted.

"Get dressed and go inside the house" were Arturo's words.

"I have no clothes, you just acted like a beast, you've ruined my dress, in fact, you owe me a dress" Susan pouted.

"Will you shut up?" Arturo picked up his jacket from the ground and handed it to her. - Don't bother me and get in the car.

"I didn't bother you, you were the one who came to me" Susan replied while putting on his jacket.

"Oh, I came to you?" Arturo smiled mischievously as he approached Susan again, but she immediately distanced herself from him.

"How could the President come to his contracted wife?"

"Because I have a very noble wife who thinks of everyone else before herself" Susan didn't understand the meaning behind the man's words.

She didn't want to continue investigating, so she quickly left the place. Susan entered her room, went straight to the bathroom, took a shower, and when she came out wrapped in a towel, she approached the window. Her room faced the back of the house, and she could see Arturo's tall figure with a cigarette in his hand. Susan frowned, she had never seen him smoking before. Observing him from the room left her with the vague impression of his loneliness, but in an instant, he had received a call, which made him happy.

Susan pulled the curtain, turned off the room's light, and sat on the bed. Her mind and hair were disheveled.

"What is happening? If Gabriela has already returned, if they've been together today, why is he coming back to me? Why did we have sex again?" Susan sat on the bed, looking at her foot as if it were the most interesting thing that night. Minutes passed, the sound of crickets could be heard outside, but that calm was interrupted when the door to her room was opened. She was scared to see Arturo entering the room.

"What are you doing here?" Susan asked awkwardly.

"This is my room," Arturo unbuttoned his shirt.

"Fine, I'll go to the guest room," Susan stood up and was about to leave the room, but as she passed near Arturo, he stopped her.

"This is our room," his deep voice elicited an unexpected reaction in Susan's body. Arturo was right, this was their marital room, but he had never spent the night there.

"What has changed?" Susan asked directly. "Why is it our room now? Why are we having sex again?"

"You think too much. Nothing has changed between you and me. Like any man, I have needs, but nothing changes."

"Then let me go sleep somewhere else. Besides, I suppose tomorrow we will start the divorce procedures. Ah, that's why you're intimate with me, to protect your male ego, like the fact that you're married but don't touch your wife."

"It's none of your business," Arturo turned his back. "Take off my shirt."

"You take it off yourself," Susan took three steps forward. The door was still not closed, but she screamed when it slammed shut. This time, the door was closed with force.

"I told you to take off my shirt, and I remind you that our marriage lasts for one year," Arturo had closed the door, his body pressed against the small frame of Susan by the door.

The woman saw the charming face of the man, but she associated it with the face of the Devil.

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