Episode 8

I grab the bag that Pamela left and head towards the bathroom, locking the door quickly. I don't understand what I'm feeling, but when I'm near him, my body shivers, I freeze, and my heart races... What could it be?

I snap out of my thoughts when I realize I still haven't opened the bag he gave me. I open it and I'm surprised by what I see.

(Present that was inside the bag)

I start to get nervous. Where the hell did she get the idea that I would wear something like this, with a person I barely know? (I lean against the bathroom wall). I open the bag again, praying for another outfit to wear, but no, there's only a note.

“Hey sweetie, I hope you're alive and haven't died of shame yet, hahaha. This is just a little gift to make your night even better, and don't try to find another outfit because I only sent this one so you wouldn't have a choice. Oh, and relax, my crazy brother will find something for you to wear back home, since I'm sure he won't let his dignified wife go out without clothes.

Enjoy it to the fullest. Kisses."

I finish reading the letter and all I can think about is where I'm going to bury my face if I go out in something like this. I have to figure something out…

I put the bag on the counter and realize I have an even bigger problem: I'm in a wedding dress and I can't open it by myself… Oh my God… I'm going to have to swallow my pride…

I slowly open the bathroom door, trying to encourage myself not to stutter when I speak. As soon as I step through the door, I come face to face with him sitting in the armchair, shirtless, with a glass of whiskey in his hand. I freeze, I've never been alone with a man like this before, especially not like this.

Brian: Did something happen? (He says, taking a sip of his drink)

Ana: I-I can't get the dress open by myself… Could you maybe help me? (I ask shyly)

Brian: Sure. (He gets up and comes towards me)

As soon as he touches my back, it's like an electric current runs through my body, my hair stands on end, and I feel something strange, like I've never felt before. I only snap out of it when he speaks close to my ear.

Brian: Anything else, wife? (He says seductively)

Ana: N-no, thank you. (I run back to the bathroom and take my shower)

Still in the bedroom

I don't know what it is about this girl, but she manages to stir something inside me. I still don't know what it is, could it be attraction? No, I've felt that for many women, but never like this, the way I feel for her.

This love thing has never been my thing, I've always f***ed them all and sent them on their way. I've never even dated, but look how fate plays it, this is my first relationship/marriage ever, and it's a fake one at that.

I'm pulled out of my thoughts by my ringing phone.

Incoming call

Brian: What happened?

Security: Sir, your cousin just arrived from his trip, he is here at your residence.

Brian: Ask Maria to put him in the last room down the hall, I'll deal with it in the morning. Keep an eye on him, I don't want him in my office.

Security: Okay, sir.

End of call

Damn it, not now. My honeymoon, and this jerk shows up, this doesn't smell good, he's up to something.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opens, and out steps the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, her face flushed with embarrassment, wearing a sheer lace nightgown, which has always been my weakness. Sis, I'm going to thank you for the rest of my life…

Ana: I… (I'm at a loss for words) This is the only thing I have to wear, Pamela didn't send anything else… (She says with her arms crossed in front of her, trying to cover up a little)