chapter 17

Dylan narrates.

I had thought about giving Helen the best first night of her life, but as soon as we got to Dublin, she felt tense, as if she wanted to tell me something. And even though I wasn't sure if she wanted to go further with me, her skin, her gaze, and even her breath told me, she was screaming at me.

That night was magical, I was uncontrollable to have her. Her body was insatiable, and I enjoyed taking her and making her mine until I got tired.

I felt lucky to be the first man in her life, although it hurt me a lot to see her cry, but shortly after with my caresses I calmed the pain that I had caused her.

The next morning, I got up early. I had plans to take her to see the city, so I left her asleep after kissing her and caressing her hair. She looked tired.

"Miguel, help me, come to my room" I called him through the intercom that connected the large house of the guest house that was attached to mine, and where the assistant I had hired stayed.

I knew that Helen was not goin