Semua Bab Taboo Dance : Bab 1 - Bab 10

I woke up, as I did every day, after eleven in the morning—this time with my head in a mess. I didn’t know what to do. Today, at three in the afternoon, I was supposed to start dancing at the cabaret. I didn’t need the job. My husband is a doctor, and we live comfortably. But I feel the urge to work in that dive as an act of revenge, because he’s unfaithful to me.On top of that, I couldn’t stop thinking about Eduardo—the owner of the cabaret and my brother-in-law. I had never cheated on my husband before. It was my first experience with infidelity. And it had been magnificent. I still trembled remembering his touch, his kisses, and the way he made love to me. He made me feel like a living, breathing woman—not just some trophy he bought, the way Cristian makes me feel.This secret affair came with two problems beyond the infidelity itself. Eduardo was nearly ten years younger than me, and he didn’t know he was my brother-in-law. At the time we had sex, neither of us knew that. But now

Half-jokingly, Marión has kept saying she could blackmail me. Now she doesn’t just say it when we’re alone—she says it in front of classmates and coworkers too. She even said it in front of Eduardo, who scolded her, invoking team loyalty. That only made Marión laugh like a maniacAfter Marión’s threat in front of Eduardo, he and I had a long conversation to figure out how we would continue seeing each other. I tried to take the opportunity to tell him who my husband was, but he insisted he didn’t want to know anything about my married life. We then talked about how to handle our relationship. We agreed to meet only at his apartment—never in public places. And at the cabaret, he would treat me like just another dancer. The plan was to keep our affair hidden from everyone—especially Marión and my husband.After that agreement, we started seeing each other almost every day. We would meet for lunch at his apartment from Monday to Friday, except when he had a business meeting. I had no pro

Several weeks went by in which everything seemed calm. My husband and I maintained a cordial relationship. Eduardo and I kept seeing each other at lunchtime. I continued at the dance academy. And Marión hadn’t tried to contact me. Everything seemed perfect—but I knew it couldn’t last.Eduardo and I were having lunch, excitedly talking about a book we had both read and loved, when the intercom rang. When Eduardo answered, he went pale and very serious. He told the concierge to let the visitors up, then asked me to wait for him in the bedroom.I did as he asked, but the conversation piqued my curiosity. It sounded like they were demanding more money than Eduardo was willing to pay. My brother-in-law refused, and that’s when they warned him about the consequences he might face. They spoke about how he could end up in jail because of his side businesses. I grew curious to see who was threatening my lover. I cracked the bedroom door open slightly and saw that the men pressuring Eduardo wer

Eduardo began by apologizing. He told me that if he had known what kind of woman I truly was, he would have never let me work at his cabaret. That he regretted exposing me like that.I interrupted him and said I was a grown woman—and if anyone was to blame for dancing in that place, it was me. He insisted on taking the blame. Then he told me I shouldn’t be afraid. That nothing bad was going to happen to me. That the fact I had found out about his illegal business only made him want to be more honest with me. He promised he would protect me with his life.I tried to show a strength I didn’t really have and told him I could take care of myself.He said he couldn’t bear the thought of something bad happening to me—because he loved me. I was stunned. I had always thought I was just another mistress in Eduardo’s life. And it was the first time anyone had ever told me they loved me. I wanted to respond to that feeling, but the truth was, I only cared for him deeply. I didn’t know how to lov

While I was studying the programs, I received a message from Eduardo. He said he missed me and wished we could have lunch together. I reminded him that we had agreed to take some time apart and asked him to respect that decision. He sent two more messages, insisting. I considered blocking him, but I didn’t. I was afraid of how he might react if he realized I was putting an end to our communication.When lunchtime came, Jane and I went to a vegan restaurant. I loved the food and the entire concept. I had once tried to go vegan, but my husband objected, saying it would make me even dumber than I already was due to a lack of protein. I knew that protein and other nutrients could be found in plant-based sources, but I didn’t want to create more conflict with my husband. Besides, I was tired of being called stupid.Jane has been vegan for over twenty years. She told me it was hard for her to give up meat because she actually enjoyed that kind of food, but she fought to embrace veganism out