LOGINThe hotel bar was still quiet when several well-dressed men entered. They were Alexandro's business partners, property developers, mining owners, transportation businessmen.People with enough money and power to make anyone in this city shudder at the mention of their names."Alexandro! Long time no see!" greeted one of them, a bald man with a thick mustache and a potbelly that his expensive suit couldn't hide.Alexandro just nodded coldly. He didn't join them when they started playing billiards on the long table in the corner of the room. He preferred to sit on the sofa near the window, a glass of whiskey in his hand, his eyes staring unfocused out the window.Fabio had been mocking him since earlier."Look at that, our boss is confused. This is the first time I've seen him not want to play billiards. Usually he's the first in line, the most aggressive, the one who loves to win the most.""You know why?" Fabio continued, pretending to ask the other business associates. "Because his w
Author's PovAlexandro sat on the leather sofa in the farthest corner, near the large glass window facing the night view. He had been silent all this time. The glass of whiskey in his hand was half empty, but he never took a sip. His fingers just swirled it slowly, making the yellow liquid form small whirlpools.Beside him, Fabio sat casually, legs crossed, one hand holding a cigar that emitted thin smoke. Across from them, Marco stood straight near the door, his hands behind his back, his eyes occasionally scanning the surroundings."How many hours have you been silent like this? Since we got here, you haven't said a single word," Fabio said.Alexandro didn't answer."If you're just going to be quiet and brood, you might as well do it at home. At least there you have your beautiful wife to look at," Fabio continued."What actually happened, Ale? You haven't gone home since the afternoon. Marco said you left the house after arguing with Lucia."Alexandro didn't answer."About what?""
"We're not done yet," he said.He stood up. His hand reached for his belt, opening the buckle with a movement that had become so familiar to my eyes. His pants fell to the floor. He stood in front of me naked, with his muscular body damp with sweat, with his tattoos moving with every contraction of his muscles.He stepped closer. But before he touched me, he said,"I used to like threesomes. Sometimes foursomes. I once had five women at once."I was shocked. My eyes widened."I really enjoy sex. You could say I'm hyper. I've never been satisfied with just one woman. I need more. I need variety. I need satisfaction that one person can't give me."I was silent.He looked at me, like he was waiting for my reaction. Maybe he expected me to be angry. Maybe he expected me to be jealous.I smiled."If you still like that now, you can do it. I won't forbid you."His eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?""I'll join.""Are you serious?" he asked."I want to please my husband. I know you have needs
He stood up from his chair. He walked closer, stopping right in front of me. His hand lifted, his fingers touching my cheek, wiping away the tears that had started to fall."This contract ends in one more year, counting from today."I nodded. I couldn't speak. One year, only one more year, and then everything would end. I would leave this house. I would part from this man. I would return to a world that was empty without him.But his hand was still on my cheek. His fingers were still wiping my tears."This isn't the end of everything. Don't cry."I wanted to believe him, but how? One year was a short time, and after that... after that, I didn't know.He moved closer. His body pressed against mine. I stepped back, but my back had already hit the wall. There was nowhere to run.His hand that had been on my cheek now moved down. His fingers touched my neck slowly.He squeezed it, and his eyes looked at me with lust and desire that he no longer hid.I knew my task.I looked down. My hands
I smiled.He snorted, but his hand still stroked my hair. We stayed quiet for a while, just the two of us in that silent hospital room, with the EKG monitor still beeping regularly beside me."Ale," I called softly."Yes?""You know, I've never heard you say 'I love you'."Silence."But I know you love me, from the way you protect me, from the way you worry when I'm sick, from the way you're jealous of Damien."He was still silent, but at the corner of his lips, there was a faint smile."I don't need you to say it. It's enough that I say it. I love you, Hubby. Now and forever," I said."You're troublesome," he finally said.And yes, no sweet words came out of his mouth.Several Days LaterI was allowed to go home.The doctor said my heart was stable, but I needed complete rest for at least a week. The doctor also said I shouldn't get stressed.But how could I not be stressed?Every morning, my phone vibrated. Messages from Nadine. Another video, another photo. Sometimes just mocking w
I climbed down from the ring before he could answer.My legs felt unsteady. Every step felt like stepping on cotton. The spotlights above my head felt too bright, the noise of the crowd felt too loud.I stopped at the last step. My hand reached for the ring rope to steady myself, but my hands were trembling, my whole body was trembling."Lulu? What's wrong?" Alexandro asked.I couldn't answer. My mouth felt dry. My breath was short, and my heartbeat was irregular, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes like it was about to stop altogether."Lulu!" Alexandro was already beside me. His hand grabbed my waist, trying to keep me from falling. "Look at me. Can you see me?"I nodded, but my vision was blurry.He tried to carry me. His hands were already ready under my knees.I pushed his hands away."I'm fine.""You're not fine. Your face is pale.""I'm just exhausted. I can walk on my own."I tried to step forward, one step, two steps, but on the third step, my knees gave way. I fell for
I showed him everything I had learned from Mira.I sat on his lap, both arms wrapped around his neck. My breath was slow, rhythmic, exactly as Mira taught. "Breathing is the key," she said before. "Proper breathing can make a man lose control."I whispered in his ear. "Where do you want me to start
"A makeup tutor?""Yes, Madam. Mr. Alexandro arranged it. He said you need to learn how to do your makeup for future family events.""Al... alright. What time?""At ten o'clock, Madam. So you still have time for breakfast and to get ready."I nodded.A short while later.I was still sitting on the
That night I slept alone.Alexandro never came back down from his room. Maybe he slept in another room, maybe he left again. I didn't know.I just sat in my room, staring at the pile of lingerie on the chair, and wondered how my life had come to this.The next day.I showered, cleaned myself, then
The priest began to recite the prayer in a steady voice that echoed throughout the church. I stood still beside Alexandro, my hands feeling stiff as I held the bouquet. The scent of lilies was too strong, almost making me dizzy."We are gathered here today to witness the marriage of Alexandro De Lu







