I turned on the bed, opened my eyes, and noticed that the sun was already quite high. My head was pounding like hell. I felt my stomach churning; my body ached too, as if a ton truck had passed over me. The wonderful smell of masculine cologne was impregnated in the whole room. I jumped out of bed in a start and looked around! I wasn't in my room. But in which room was I? I ran my hands through my head, which insisted on hurting even more from the surprise.
I looked at my body, I was dressed only in a men's dress shirt, my clothes were thrown over the couch. I swallowed hard.
Did I go out with a stranger? And drink so much that I ended up in his bed?
"Oh my God, did I cheat on Montanari? Now he'll kill me." I was terrified, not knowing what to do.
I looked on the nightstand, there was a transparent box, where medications were kept. There was a jug of water and a glass. I quickly walked to it, filled the glass with water, looked at the medications, and took one for my headache.
"What do I do? Damn it, what did I do? I messed up." I started pacing back and forth in the room, as if I were crazy, and I was. I was crazy with this whole situation.
I went to the bathroom to take a shower, washed my body well, washed my hair and brushed my teeth with a new toothbrush that was still packed. I didn't mind picking it up and taking it out of the package to use. I don't know whose it was, and not for whom it was, I just know I used it. I sat on the toilet seat. I did everything I could to check myself. I wasn't feeling any pain in the area and, in my own way, I confirmed that my purity was intact. I let out the breath I was holding and mentally thanked God for not messing up.
I was still in the bathroom when I heard someone close the bedroom door. I finished, wrapped myself in a towel and went to the room. When I arrived, the person was no longer there. Supposedly entered quietly and left closing the door, it was the moment I heard. I looked at the bed and there was a gift bag on it. I opened it and inside was a very beautiful floral dress, a sandal, and a set of lingerie in navy blue.
Without further ado, I took everything and dressed. I fixed my hair in front of the large wall mirror in the closet and left there. I walked down the hall, down the huge staircase, and in the living room, I could recognize where I was, and that's when I calmed down. Because I was at home.
I went to the kitchen, all the women in the mansion were working at full speed, each doing something different from the others. I just grabbed some juice and drank. Then, I left for the balcony. I felt bored. Here, there is nothing to do, you just eat and sleep. Eat and sleep, and so on. I thought married life was more exciting.
I was lost in my thoughts when I heard someone say "Good morning" behind me. I turned abruptly to look at him.
"Hi, Montanari. Good morning" I said. "I didn't know you were home."
"And why not?" He analyzed me, with his hands in the pockets of his dress pants, which fit perfectly on him, marking his muscular thigh very well.
"Because the house seemed empty" I said, feeling his gaze burning me.
"This house has many compartments, and when you think there's no one, there's always someone. Because I'm always around, keeping an eye on everything" he said. "Did you sleep well?" He asked.
"Yes" I confirmed, feeling his hand touch mine. Montanari brought me inside and pointed to the couch so I could sit, and when I did, he also sat on the other.
"I'm glad" he said, helping himself to a whiskey on the coffee table.
Montanari had a way of looking that I couldn't decipher. I just felt shivers. My body seemed to burn, I felt the adrenaline in my stomach. He stared at me as if he knew something more about me. I don't know! It's a mystery.
"You don't remember what happened yesterday, do you? Your birthday party was very lively."
"I don't remember," I held my hands on the other. I was afraid of having done something that he would punish me for because it was always like this. He would ask me and then punish me.
"Hmm, I'll tell you, beloved wife," he said, taking all the liquid from the glass, and then filling it up again, looking at me with a cynical smile on his lips. "But first, I need to know if you've had breakfast."
"No, just a juice," I replied, swallowing hard.
"Let's have breakfast and I'll tell you," Montanari got up, drank the whiskey, and left the empty glass on the table.
Accidentally, I stumbled on the corner of the sofa. I thought I was going to fall on the floor and break my face. But no, I fell into Montanari's arms. He leaned me against the wall that divided the living room from the hall. His lips were close to mine, my body trembling from feeling him so close.
"Please don't do this, Ethan," I begged. My hands were spread on his broad chest.
"What? This?" he said, possessing my lips like a hungry wolf. His hands gripped my hair at the nape of my neck, without any kind of gentleness.
I recovered and pushed him away, pushing him away.
"For now, I will stop. Not because you asked me to, but because I wanted to stop. I've already told you that you are mine, Mrs. Montanari. And with you, I do what I want, my ragazza," he said, adjusting the buttons of his jacket. "Let's have our coffee, like the beautiful couple we are," he said, leaving a kiss on my lips and showing me a wink.
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