LOGINAlexandro came home earlier than usual. I heard the car in the garage, the sound of the door opening, the heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. I was still lying on the bed, still hugging my pillow, still with eyes swollen from crying.He entered. Didn't knock. Didn't say hello. He walked straight to the bed and sat down next to me."Lulu," he called."I'm hungry," I said."What?""I'm hungry. I want to eat out.""Davina said you didn't like the food. She changed it three times. The cooks are confused. They're afraid of getting fired.""That's not the issue.""Then what is?"I didn't answer. I didn't want to say that I was jealous. I didn't want to say that Davina's smile made me sick. I didn't want to say that I was afraid my husband would be attracted to that beautiful, competent woman."Is Davina not good at preparing food?" he asked."That's not it.""Then why don't you want to eat at home?""I just want to eat out. I'm tired of eating at home every day."Alexandro sighed. "Fine.
Hunger started to bother my thoughts. I went down from my room to the dining room. Usually, the dining table was already neatly arranged with steaming hot food. Today was no different. But what was different was the figure standing beside the table, watching every detail with sharp eyes.Davina. The new head butler.She greeted me with her sweet smile."Good afternoon, Madam. The food is ready. I have prepared a special menu for today. There's cream of mushroom soup as an appetizer, organic vegetable salad with honey dressing, grilled fish with lemon sauce, and for dessert, panna cotta with berry sauce."I glanced at the table. Everything looked perfect. Even more perfect than usual. The plate arrangement was symmetrical. The utensils were shiny. The parsley garnish was arranged with the precision of a star chef."Thank you," I said flatly."You're welcome, Madam. Enjoy your meal."Davina bowed slightly, then walked to the kitchen. Her steps were soft, silent, as taught in hospitality
Once I arrived home, I went straight up to the bedroom. My body still felt a bit tired after the exhausting morning at the clinic. I changed into comfortable clothes, then sat on the edge of the bed."Fly me to the moon... Let me play among the stars..."I sang softly, not loud, not for anyone. Just to shake off the remnants of nervousness still settled in my chest. My voice flowed gently, filling the quiet room."Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars..."I remembered my childhood. When I still had a father and mother.My phone buzzed.I looked at the screen. Mia."Hello?""Lucia, I want to meet.""Where?" I asked."The park near your house. I'm already here."I didn't wait any longer. I ran out of the room, down the hallway, through the living room, out the front door. I didn't tell Alexandro. I didn't want him interfering, and I didn't want him sending Marco or Gianna to "supervise" my meeting with Mia.The park near the house was quiet. Just a few wooden benches under
Lucia's POVInside the car, on the way home from the clinic, the atmosphere felt lighter. Maybe because the burden of the sperm test was over. Maybe because Fabio managed to make Alexandro a bit more relaxed with his annoying jokes. Or maybe because I myself could finally breathe easier knowing that my uterus was healthy, that there was no problem on my end, that I wasn't infertile.I looked at my husband who was driving. I don't know where Marco was that Alexandro had to drive himself."Hubby," I called."What.""In that room, who were you imagining?"Alexandro didn't answer."I'm serious. Who? Those sexy women you used to sleep with? Or Doctor Reina? Or Nadine? Or whoever those women were?"Alexandro sighed. "You don't want to know.""I do. That's why I'm asking."He was silent for a moment, then he said, "I can't imagine other women."I blinked. "What?""I tried. I really tried. But every time I pictured their faces, what came wasn't arousal, but nausea. I almost threw up. Seriousl
Author's Pov.Alexandro was escorted to a special room at the end of the hallway. The room was small, clean, with dim lighting. A soft sofa in the center, a sink in the corner, and a sterile plastic container on the table, the container for his sample. Fabio gave him brief instructions with a professional face, then left and closed the door."Don't take too long," Fabio said from behind the door. "I'll be waiting outside."Alexandro stood in the room alone. His eyes scanned the surroundings. The walls were covered with posters of adult women. Women with perfect bodies, sexy poses, seductive smiles. Long hair, smooth skin, large breasts, slim waists, long legs.Alexandro stared at those posters. Beautiful faces. Gorgeous bodies. Women who might have aroused him in the past. But now?He felt nauseous.He imagined Lucia's face. That innocent face, sometimes pouting, sometimes smiling wide, sometimes crying. A face not found on those posters. A face he never saw in magazines or advertisem
The next day, we went to the maternity clinic. A luxurious clinic in an elite neighborhood, owned by Alexandro's best friend, Doctor Fabio. A man who was always sarcastic, always joking, but also always serious when it came to health.I sat in the cold examination room, wearing a special gown that was open at the stomach. Alexandro stood beside me, his hand gripping mine tightly. His face was blank, but I could feel his nervousness from the way he bit his lower lip slightly."Relax," I whispered."I am relaxed.""You're biting your lip."He immediately let go. "No, I'm not."I smiled.Fabio walked in wearing his white coat. His hair was still the same, a bit messy, a thin mustache, a mischievous smile that made anyone want to hit him. In his hand, he carried a handheld ultrasound device."Hello, prettiest patient today," Fabio greeted me. His eyes shifted to Alexandro. "And the sourest patient of all time.""Just get started," Alexandro said coldly.Fabio laughed softly. He applied co
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
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
Three days since Mira came.Three days I learned, about touch, about sound, about movement, about how to make a man want you. And every night, I waited.Alexandro did not come home.Around ten at night, I heard a car in the driveway. My heart pounded wildly.I ran to the window. The black car was p
At nine fifty, I was already sitting in the living room, my heart pounding. The simple house dress I was wearing didn't feel like enough. I twisted the hem of my clothes and waited.Right at ten o'clock, Mira arrived.Today she looked different. Still beautiful, still graceful, but her clothes were







