Chapter 11

The next morning...

Petra wakes up, but doesn't open her eyes, she was still too lazy. So she lays down as much as she can. However, this peace only lasts a few minutes, then she remembers that she needs to get up, because her teacher will arrive soon.

Grumbling, Petra gets up and heads to the bathroom, where she starts to take her shower. In the next room, Bryan was already awake and tidy, he was always punctual and even though he is in a wheelchair, he still is.

Bryan leaves the room and goes to the elevator, but before that, he stopped in front of Petra's room and stayed there for a few minutes, deciding whether to knock on the door or not, in the end, he just gave up and went down to have breakfast. When Bryan was already sitting at the table pouring some juice into a glass, he heard footsteps on the stairs, it was Petra. His gaze assesses the girl from top to bottom.

Petra was wearing a textured plaid mini skirt with a white cropped dress shirt, she wore black heeled boots that went up to her knee, her hair was loose and she wore no makeup.

Bryan looked at the beautiful legs his wife had, that mini skirt with those boots made her even hotter.

— Good morning. — says Petra, sitting on the right side of her husband.

— Good morning. Bryan says. — what outfit is this?

— Did you like it? It's my uniform. — she says with a giggle. — it's not exactly a uniform, but since I don't go to regular school and can't have one, I made mine myself.

— And you always study like this? Everytime? — says Bryan, looking down at Petra's legs.

— No, I have other skirts and some blouses that I always wear, I have some knitted cardigans, they're so cute. — she says, smiling as she cuts the cake.

— Hmm… — Bryan murmurs. — and your teacher? How old is he?

— Oti? He is 28 years old. — says Petra innocently. — he's cool.

— Oti? — Bryan asked, raising an eyebrow.

— He asked me to call him that, his real name is Octavio. — she says, but they were interrupted by the doorbell.

One of the maids walks to the door and opens it, then a young-looking man walks through the door, his big red hair was tied back, and his beard was neat, he wore social attire and glasses that left him with a teacher appearance.

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Bryan, who was still at the table drinking his coffee, observes Petra getting up and walking to the teacher, who looks at her from top to bottom, Petra did not see the evaluation that the teacher made of her body, however, this act did not go unnoticed by Bryan, who quickly frowns....

— Let me introduce you to someone. — says Petra walking to where Bryan was, with Octavio right behind. — This is my husband, Bryan.

— Pleased to meet you. — says Octavio, extending his hand towards Bryan, who takes it and gives a quick handshake.

— I say the same. — Bryan says, letting go of his hand and going back to eating.

— Let's begin the class? — says Octavio.

— Let's go, I'll get my stuff that's in the room. — After saying that, Petra ran towards her room, but when going up the stairs, her skirt ended up going a little, leaving even more of her legs on display.

Octavio looks at the scene attentively.

— Are you enjoying looking at my wife's legs? — Asked Bryan, putting his arms on the table, where he put his head on his hands and faced Octavio.

— Sorry, I wasn't looking... — says Octavio, disguising it.

— Was not? You almost devour my wife with your eyes, and I think ever since you started tutoring her, you've taken advantage of her innocence. — Bryan says.

— Sorry. — he says, walking away, he looked scared with the look of Bryan. — I didn't know she was married until today, when I met you.

— Whether she's married or not, you took advantage of her innocence, Oti. — Bryan says the last word with mockery. — today will be your last day of school with my wife, make up some excuse and get out of here, I don't want you in my house anymore.

— All good. — Says Octavio, closing the matter when he hears Petra's footsteps coming down the stairs with her notebooks in her hands.

— Oti, we can start. — says Petra, making Octavio widen his eyes and look at Bryan, when Petra used the nickname he asked her to call him.

— L-let's go. — he says, swallowing hard and then walking to the sofa, where they sit and soon begin to study, Octavio moved away from Petra as much as possible, and sometimes he looked at Bryan who was staring at the two of them from afar.

The bell rings again, and the maid again goes to the door to answer it. It was Adam, who, upon entering the living room, faced Petra who was studying, while the teacher walked away from her every time she approached. Adam frowns and walks over to Bryan.

— Who is that guy? And why does it feel like at any moment he's going to run in fear of Petra? — says Adam.

— That's Oti. — says Bryan, staring at the teacher who at the same moment made eye contact with him, but quickly looked away again.

— Now I get it, he's not scared of Petra, he's scared of you. — says Adam. — What did you do to him? Or, what did he do to arouse your anger? You've always been a controlled person.

— He was looking at my wife's legs, and he made her call him Oti. — says, grimacing while talking with debauchery.

— Then you scared the guy with jealousy? — asks Adam.

— I am not jealous. — says Bryan angrily.

— OK bro. — says Adam, raising his hands in surrender. — no jealousy around here.

— Let's go upstairs and do our job, later my electric chair will arrive and in the afternoon I have physical therapy. — says Bryan being pushed by Adam.

— Your day is quite busy, my friend. — says Adam, laughing.

— Do not tell me that.

So they headed to the office where they had a lot of work to do.

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