Chapter 11

I'm here in my room in our hideout. I stayed here first; I don't want my wife's life to be in danger again. Her children's lives with her. So I avoid making a mistake.

I hope my suspicions are right—that they are really mine. I took a sip of the wine in my glass. I drink to sleep. These past few days, I haven't had enough time to rest. Because of the amount of things I take care of. I didn't disappear for a few years because of my condition. But now I am okay.

I want to be with my wife. But now it's not possible yet. Fuck this life. I just combed my hair through my hand.

"I thought you were sleeping!" I didn't look at the person who spoke. "That's why I dared to enter!" She said. Shee put his hand on my shoulder. Caressed and seduced.

"What do you want?" I asked her.

"You know what I want!" she whispered and bit my ear.

"You must be deep in thought. You didn't notice me coming in," she whispers in my ear.

"Let's get started. When this is over, I need to rest," I said.

She faced me and