That morning was chaotic for Renata. It was her first day at work, and she had been conflicted about choosing the right outfit to wear to the office.On her bed lay plain corporate pants of different colors and colorful shirts with classy designs that would match each pants. Several handbags were scattered on the bed too to accompany any of those fits, but Renata stood at the foot of the bed, her hands resting on her waist as she stared down at them.“Babe?” She called out to Santiago who stood in front of the mirror brushing his hair.“The nude pants, Rena.” He groaned softly, trying not to show how irritated he was already by her unending questions of what to wear.“Okay!” She snapped and began folding the outfits she wouldn’t be needing.A few moments later, she sat before her dressing mirror, already dressed and applying makeup on her face.“Meet me downstairs in the next ten minutes,” Santiago said, standing in front of the mirror she stared at as he adjusted his tie.Renata kne
Domingo’s black Acura car drove right into the company’s parking lot slowly but came to a halt. Something was wrong.“There’s a car in your spot, sir,” the chauffeur said, raising his eyes to the rearview mirror to take a look at Domingo who was arranging some files at the backseat.Domingo looked up, annoyed. “Whose car is that?” He stretched his neck to see the car.“I don’t know. And there’s someone inside.”“Should I get down and talk with the person?” The chauffeur asked politely.“I’ll handle it.”Domingo opened the door and stepped out, straightening his suit. As he walked toward the car, the driver’s door opened.Nina stepped out. She leaned against the car casually, a smile playing on her lips. She gently removed her sunglasses.“What are you doing here?” Domingo asked, his voice sharp. “What’s the meaning of this?” He pointed at her car.She shrugged, that same smile still on her face. “Santiago called me last night. He apologized for saying we should stop fucking.” Her smi
Santiago sat at his desk, his eyes scanning the contract in front of him. The room was quiet except for the ticking of the clock on the wall.The door suddenly opened but he didn’t look up.“Jessica, please I need some painkillers,” he said, reaching out for his laptop.“Jessica?” He quickly looked up as soon as he recognized the voice.“Nina?” He said, his voice firm. What are you doing here?”She stepped in, her black heels clicking on the polished tiles. The door shut gently behind her. Her red lips curled into a small smile.“I missed you,” she said softly, walking slowly toward him. “I just wanted… a touch of you.”Santiago stood from his chair. “Nina, we talked about this.”But she didn’t stop. She reached for his chest, sliding her hands up his shirt. “Just for a minute,” she whispered, pressing her body close. “Please, I’ve been thinking about you all day.”His jaw tightened. For a moment, he didn’t move. He just stood there, helplessly staring at the she-devil about to hypno
The morning sunlight seeped right through the curtains. The cool breeze of the morning gently grazes the curtains.Renata had changed her sleeping position for the third time that morning, this time she cuddled the pillow with a soft smile on her face.“Santiago?” She groaned as she slowly released her grip on the pillow.“Baby, please close the curtains,” she said, stretching her legs tiredly.When she didn’t hear him or feel anyone sleeping next to her. Her eyes snapped open with a start as she jerked up from the bed.A hand on her chest as she looked around to make sure she had not fallen asleep in Domingo’s room.“Shit!” She covered her face with her hands in shame.Memories of the previous night clouded her memory. She waited for something which she was eagerly expecting… the usual pang of guilt.But nothing… it was just the shame of going to meet another man to satisfy her while her husband neglected her. That was all she felt.She tiredly unwrapped the duvet from her body and s
Renata lay on the bed, her eyes wide open as she stared at the ceiling. It was dark and cold but it felt like she was out in the cold street draped in only her silk nightgown, which was as light as a feather.She heaved a deep sigh as she tugged at the fluffy duvet. She pulled it close to her chest, but it didn’t do anything for her. She wanted warmth, not the kind a duvet would provide.She craved warmth… the warmth of a man’s touch. She was horny.“Santiago,” she whispered as she turned to lie on her side.“Baby,” she tapped him softly.He only grunted and turned away.“Baby, I want you,” she rolled closer to where he lay, circling her arms around him and kissing his neck softly.“Not tonight, Renata.” He turned away again and made sure there was a space between them.“Baby, we haven’t had sex for the past five days. You don’t touch me, just kisses and pecks. What’s that supposed to do for me? I need you now that I’m ovulating, baby,” she touched his arm but he shrugged her hand off
The dining room shimmered with candle light and crystal bulbs. The Hidalgo estate had splashed millions of dollars again for their family celebration. It wasn’t an ordinary celebration, but it was a family tradition to celebrate after a few days after a wedding.The long mahogany table was filled with assorted food… main dishes, deserts etc. The champagne and expensive Italian wines were not left out, most of the glasses were filled to the brim.Seated on the table was Lady Constanza Hidalgo, the queen of the household, mother of Santiago and an ex-wife to Domingo Serrano.Renata sat beside her heartthrob, Santiago while Domingo sat directly opposite her.He was dressed in a charcoal shirt with the top buttons undone and revealing his tattoos, sleeves rolled to the elbows. He stared at Renata, unwilling to let his eyes wander away from her, even for a second.She hadn’t looked at him all night.She couldn’t.But he was already watching her. With the same eyes that had watched her fal