Chapter 13: Her loyal dog

Rafael's POV

I was happy when she came without a second thought. I’m happy that Ella is here to nurse me back to health. This moment was ruined by Ashley again. Her eyes look at me with a serious expression on them. I sighed.

"I've had a crush on her since we were in middle school and she uses that to make everyone jealous of her. Yes, they’re millionaires but my family was a billionaire, which means… you know. Rich status means power," I blurted.

I took a deep breath before I decided to continue. "One day, in a practice for my competition in swimming when we’re in our first year in college, I get drowned in the ocean. She saved me from dying and because of that… I became indebted to her."

"Ashley always told me that I'd been dead, if not because of her. She has cheated on me several times since we became a couple for 3 years. We broke up and she came back again but she’s sick. The rest is history, where I dragged you into it," I added.

She sighs and shakes her head. Ellasandra seems to be mad at Ashley after she hears why I did my best to save her. It’s not just love anymore. I believed in her and became a puppet.

"How can you—? Never mind. Please, don’t let her control you again. You repaid her more than the debt you have! Saving someone is natural for us! We shouldn’t brag or use that to control others. That’s just ridiculous!" Ellasandra remarked.

I chuckled and smiled. "I know. That’s how stupid a fool I am. I let Ashley control me and hurt the person who was there for me. Anyway, let’s continue this conversation tomorrow. You should go to sleep. Use the room next to this. Good night, Ella…"

My wife looks at me and for some reason, her gaze is dragging me into a warm and peaceful place. That’s one of the things that I really miss about her after Tristan and Meredith told me that she passed away. Ella has this energy that can make you feel better.

"Did you know that there’s the best way to cure a cold?" Ellasandra mumbles. I waited for her next words.

She suddenly moves her face closer and kisses me. I got up and pushed her. I was moved and surprised but this isn’t the right time! Mikael was still a breastfed child. I can’t let Ella get sick.

"I can’t get you sick. I’ll be fine," I utter, averting my gaze. She held my cheeks and forced me to look into her eyes.

"They said it's best when you pass the cold to someone else. I wonder if it’s true," she mumbles softly.

I grab her waist and let her sit in my lap. "Don’t blame me after," I mumbled.

I didn’t wait for her answer. I claimed her lips hungrily. I want her again more than I ever felt that night. I start unbuttoning her blouses and take them off right away. After we parted, I looked at her naked top. I pulled up my shirt and embraced her. I want to feel her soft body against mine.

"I really missed you. I knew it was really you, Ella," I mumbled. She can’t hide the truth anymore. Those three moles in her boobs were the proofs.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" she asks. I smirk and pin her down on my bed. I unhook her brassier and threw them away.

"I might be drunk that night. The lights might be dim but I know these three moles. They’re still on the same spot and that’s already proof that you’re Ella Myers, Ellasandra," I claimed.

I pinned her wrists above her and my free hand caressed them. The first mole was on the left upper side. She also has a few inches down from her collarbone in the middle. The last one was on the lower side of her right boob, underneath her pinkish brown nipple. I kiss her forehead.

"You have to know Ellasandra. You’re still married to me. That only means that I’m the only one who can have you in bed," I whispered. She smiled.

"I’m busted then," she replied.

I kissed her eyes, nose, cheeks, and a peck on her lips until I played with her nipples. They’re bigger because of her milk. I let go of her hand and started caressing her soft skin. I spread her legs using my knee and pulled down her pants.

My face moved down and the tip of my tongue was encircled around her navel. She moans, which made me stop. I raise my head and look at her face. I gulp and look at her intently. "I can’t help it. It feels good, like the first time!" she honestly exclaimed. I chuckled.

I move up and give her a sweet kiss. "You finally admit the truth. I don’t care if you came home to punish me. I’ll take everything if that means keeping you like this," I whispered.

She pulls me closer and whispers something in my ears. "You said that yourself. You better be ready, Rafael. I still remember every single misery I went through because of you," she says.

My tears fall down my cheeks, as do all the feelings I have held for the past two years. I was so lost and hoped for a single day or dream where I could ask for forgiveness and atone for my sins.

"I apologize for everything that I do. I’m sorry for being a coward. I’m sorry that I failed you. I’m sorry that I killed you!" I roared.

I lean my face on her neck, trying to control the tremble and outburst within me. I know what I did is unforgivable but I still want to ask for it. I want her to punish me and don’t forgive me as well.

"I hate you. I really hate you…" Ellasandra replied. She held my face and looked at me gently.

"Do whatever I said without any question and let’s see if you’re sincere about asking my forgiveness, my dear ruthless husband," she added. I softly nod.

"I’ll do whatever you want, my beloved. I promise," I utter.

She suddenly bites the side of my neck and I groan. It’s a little painful because she embedded her teeth! "Let Ashley see that and don’t even try to deny it, okay?" Ella says.

I touch my neck. I know what she wants. She’ll try to make Ashley jealous and prove that she’s my first love. Ella wants to ruin Ashley’s life. I won’t stop her. Ellasandra had me rolled in her palm. She wants to prove to Ashley that this time she is the winner.

"If I say yes, will that make you happy?" I ask.

Her brow furrows. I wonder if she’ll be honest with me. "It will. I’ll show her that in the end, you still choose me, and that will never change again," she asserted firmly.

I can see her hatred for her and for me as well. I deserve that anyway and I have no choice but to follow everything that she says. I knew Mikael was my son and he’s too adorable. I want to be there, too. I want to raise my son with a complete family, even if I have to be his mom’s puppet or trophy for her revenge. I raise my pinky finger.

"If it’ll make you happy, I’ll do it just for you, Ella."

My wife smiled and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. She caresses my cheeks and pinches them too. "Good. That’s what a loyal dog should do. You gotta follow your master’s orders."

After she lets go of my cheeks, I bark softly. That made her laugh and it was cute. It reaches her eyes and it isn’t fake at all. "By the way, Rafael, Mikael is... I mean, you can process DNA tests even if you need ten of them. I’ll pay for it. He’s our son and I almost lost him. I have this stealth pregnancy and don’t have a big belly. I almost killed him," Ellasandra confessed.

The pain in her tone expresses how much she regrets that time. I wonder what happened. "You said it yourself. He is my son. Wait, what did you mean by almost losing him?" I ask.