She opened it and as she walked toward the bed, she read:"Miss West:I'm sure that when you read this letter, it's because you wanted to take a bath and probably didn't have any bikinis in your suitcase. You might be wondering why there are so many bikinis in that drawer. Well, you see: since we don't get along very well, I had to bring you here by force, and you probably didn't have time to pack properly.You're not obligated to wear them, but I would love it if you did. I wouldn't be wrong to say they would look very good on you. Please don't be angry with me. I'm just trying to make your stay in my house as least distressing as possible for you and your son. And please, don't be angry with me for bringing you here by force.I like to see you smile, and I hope that will be the case while you're with me.Farewell,Stefan Schmidt, your STUPID boss.P.S. There's more clothing in the closet that I bought for you, but you don't have to wear it or give me the money.I'm happy to do it.O
Without being able to avoid it, she turned her face towards him, put a hand on the back of his neck and pulled him to her. She kissed him eagerly and to make him understand what she wanted.He pulled away, surprised.He could see that in Katia's eyes there was fire and seeing how she was biting her lip, made his desire begin to appear.They kissed again.He responded to the kiss with frenzy and desire. He lifted her from the lounger and placed her back against the cool marble column of the porch of the second dwelling. She wrapped her legs around his waist to feel him close without breaking the kiss.They could delay it no longer. Desire was latent in the air.They broke apart, but did not take their eyes off each other. Their breathing was ragged and they had only just begun."If you want to see me like in my room, you're taking too long," she told him, breathing heavily and bringing her chest close to his."Are you sure you want to sleep with me?""I swear, if you don't start now, y
Katia reached out to him and took his hand. This gesture made him look at her in surprise, but he eventually smiled at her.Then she said:"You should know me by now. I'm very stubborn."The problem is, we're both very stubborn," he said with a smile."Maybe…" she let go of his hand and sat up straight in her seat.Stefan gazed at the young woman who was sitting a few inches away from him. He noticed that she wasn't wearing anything around her neck, ears, or wrists.He closed his eyes, smiled, and then leaned forward slightly. He pulled out a square blue box and then two smaller ones. He wasn't sure if she would accept to wear them, but he had to try.He leaned back in the car seat."Katia," he called.She looked at him with a smile but had a puzzled expression when she saw the three boxes."What 's this?""This is for you, to complete your outfit. I would have liked to give it to you before we left, but... I forgot," he replied.Katia took the boxes and opened them.In one box, there
Gretchen took her glass and drank.The other guests could sense the tension between her and Katia. Throughout the evening, they engaged in conversation, but the exchanges between the two women were also present.The rest of the diners pretended not to notice the situation. It was better that way.Stefan looked at the woman beside him with a smile. He didn't know this side of Katia, but he certainly loved that she stood up to her ex-girlfriend's attacks.Katia's character was undoubtedly surprising to the German, and he had to be careful if they ever argued.The time came when the men and some women started having drinks. Katia sat in her seat, listening as Mrs. Heinz, Kruger, and Friedman discussed topics that didn't interest the young American.When she saw that these people weren't paying attention to her, she got up from the table and carefully walked to the bathroom. It hurt a lot, but she didn't want to disturb Stefan while he was talking with the other men.She leaned on the bat
Katia breathed slowly and looked sideways, without turning her head to look at him.Stefan, when he finished what she had asked him to do, stroked her back with his fingertips, making her skin crawl.She shrugged her shoulders at the feel of him.He got up from the bed, but not before kissing her neck. Katia put her hands on her chest to hold the dress and turned to face him.She couldn't hold it any longer. She needed to know the truth."Stefan..." she called out to him."Is something wrong? Don't you want me to leave or something?" he joked, laughing as he turned around."It's just that I want to ask you something," she said, avoiding eye contact."Tell me," he turned slightly to look at her."Why did you marry me?"Stefan looked at her in surprise, not expecting that question and not knowing how to answer it. He clenched his fists inside his pockets.Without warning, he began to approach her, sat down beside her, and placed a hand on her leg. Katia looked into his eyes, waiting for
Her body had frozen in the bathroom doorway due to Jennel's scream.Despite being concerned about Stefan, she was sure he was okay... or at least she wanted to believe so. She hoped the woman had screamed for another reason, and the gunshots she had heard had been a product of her mind or the television.She needed to stop watching Narcos on TV, especially at night, as it seemed to be affecting her quite a bit.When she realized she could move again, she entered the bathroom.While showering, being careful not to slip on the plastic bag she had put on her foot to keep the bandage dry, she couldn't stop thinking about that shrill sound that had fully awakened her.Once showered and dressed, Katia decided to go downstairs for breakfast, but first, she stopped by Stefan's room. She was puzzled to see one of the closet doors open and the clothes on that side missing.As she reached the stairs, her body stopped.Jennel, with Norbert's help, was cleaning up a puddle of blood in the living r
Katia got out of the car when they arrived at the bookstore. A small smile graced her lips as she entered the shop, accompanied by Jennel. After about ten minutes, both women came out of the bookstore with some books in their arms.Katia seemed happy as she chatted with the woman, until her ears caught a whimper. She turned her head from side to side, searching for the source of the cry, and then turned to look at an alley next to the bookstore.She stopped at the entrance of the alley and looked around without seeing anything unusual. Suddenly, she heard the cries again, and her gaze went to two cardboard boxes placed together on the ground against the wall.She approached them curiously and let out an "oh..." when she saw that one of the boxes contained a kitten, and the other held a puppy. She crouched down slowly, being careful not to hurt her ankle, and squatted."Katia," Jennel called, standing behind her."Look, Jennel. Aren't they precious?" She began to touch the noses of bot
"I warned you at the party. No one, absolutely no one, takes Stefan away from me," Gretchen said, furrowing her brow. "And know this: I'll do whatever it takes to get him back because I won't allow a whore like you to be with him. You're not worthy of Stefan.""Oh... and are you worthy?" Katia replied sarcastically.Gretchen slapped Katia forcefully."Say whatever you want, but Stefan is mine," she said with malice reflected in her eyes."Get out... NOW!" Katia shouted in frustration."Yes, I'm leaving, but not because you tell me to, but because I have things to do... like planning how to make Stefan leave you," she smiled half-heartedly. "See you soon, Jennel," she smiled at the middle-aged woman."See you soon, Miss Gretchen," the woman replied, nervously looking at both women.Gretchen smirked sarcastically at Katia before turning and leaving through the front door of the house.How was it possible that this woman could so easily get under her skin? Why did she get so angry when G