Chapter 286 - Punishing My Wife - mdtres
Guadalupe
"You should also get vaccinated against the flu. While your girlfriend is pregnant, you shouldn't catch a cold or get fevers. It's not just her who needs the vaccine."
Seeing the terrified look on Alfredo's face made us laugh, even the big nurse waiting with the syringe and Dr. Schmidt, who was the first to burst into a hearty laugh. He could easily be a comedian with such natural expressions; his fear wasn't exaggerated, it was genuine. I had already been vaccinated.
"Are you coming on your own, or should I call two more colleagues?"
"As big as you?" he said in Spanish, and the women didn't understand. "Can I go to the bathroom?"
I watched him head to the bathroom, and they understood, making us laugh even more. When he finally got vaccinated, we went into the doctor's office.
"Guadalupe," she pronounced it a bit strangely. She spoke in German, and Alfredo translated for me. "The blood test suggests there might be more than one baby. Let's see what the ultrasound says, whether they are twins or fraternal."
"What are the odds?"
The mere idea of imagining two little ones running around the apartment made my eyes water. I would give anything for my parents to be here. I lifted my shirt and lowered my pants a bit so they could do the ultrasound.
"Let's see if we can get a good look; otherwise, we might need to do a transvaginal ultrasound." Rino kept staring. "Here they are, and they are fraternal."
I covered my face and started to cry. I didn't know how I was going to manage with one child... now there are two. But it doesn’t matter, I will raise my children.
"We've got work to do, sweetheart." When he said that, I looked at him. "What's wrong?"
"I'm just scared and feeling lonely."
"Well, that's my cue."
"You've been great, but you're always working. You visit me in the morning and then at night. If we need to go out, we do, but the rest of the week, I spend in that giant apartment. Sorry for being childish, but I want my mom..."
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Roland
It's been a month since I've been punishing my wife with no sex, even though I'm dying too, but she seems to have learned to hold back. I see her flirting with me, and I've managed to resist since I'm always working.
In three months, we plan to strike with the Turks. We need to rescue three kids, a girl, and the wife. I felt so connected to this case. The operation will be in the air, exchanging live bodies for dead ones, the same age as Onur Aslan's children.
My mind isn't working well anymore. I need to make love to my wife. I can't stand this self-imposed abstinence any longer. As soon as I meet with the group, I'm going up to find my wife.
"Roland, everything is ready for tomorrow."
"Good, tell Carmela it's only for a week and she won't be back until Lupe is about to give birth. Make that clear."
I looked at Gustavo, who had offered to send Patricia to study the language, and she was happy to go to another country. At least we sent Lupe the company she had been asking Rino for. That poor guy has earned my respect.
He has been up to the task of everything we've asked of him. He is the support for Lobo and Lupe. Once we can talk to Lobo and find out how things are going with Arnold, I can rest a bit.
Now we need to protect the Turkish family and have them on our side, then South Korea, and after that... Nothing will stop me from going straight after Nikolay. I'm going to wipe that damn grin off your face, you bastard.
"Everything ready?"
"All set. I'm traveling with Carmela as the wife of Rigoberto Paternina, a businessman visiting for a week with our daughter Amira Paternina and my wife Susana Paternina, nationality Peruvian." We laughed and looked at Churrusco, who shrugged.
"They're the ones who will have trouble traveling tomorrow and won't be able to do it for a week. Then we'll see how we compensate them."
"Everything's lined up. They leave at eight at night for Peru like ghosts, and from there, they head to Germany."
"Let's hope Carmela doesn't get scared about impersonating someone," Cereza commented.
"Let's hope not. Ready?"
"I'll talk to them about that too," he replied.
"They're leaving with several letters and gifts from all of us. Gustavo, tell Lupe that we'll try to have one of us visit her every month and a half, and her mother will be there for the birth. She should trust us."
"Yes, sir."
They all said. Each one headed to the ranch where they were staying. A week ago, I had handed the ranch over to Cereza, who had been living there for a week. I still need to finish La Reina de Rasca Culo, where I'm building a separate house for Mrs. Josefina.
And El Encanto de Churrusco, I hope to have them finished in two months. La Sirena is still pending. I'm stuck on that one. I walked down the long hallway, accompanied by Gustavo, who, seeing me silent, respected my meditative state. I didn't want to take the elevator; I just thought about having a good fuck and feeling lighter.
As soon as I arrived, I entered through the basement, then took the passageway to my office. Rasca Culo headed to his room. When I entered my bedroom, my wife was coming out of the bathroom. The babies' door was closed.
Our kids turn one in three days, but we decided not to do anything more than a family gathering with a cake and some ice cream. I'm not in the mood for celebrations. The good thing is that they're already sleeping in their room, and little by little, we've been closing the door so they can get used to it.
"You got here early. I already gave the letter to Carmela for Lupe." I didn't say anything, just looked at her, aware of how my dick was growing. "What's wrong, honey?"
"I have a problem in my pants." She turned and looked at me, that beautiful smile.
"Have you lifted my punishment?"
"I just hope you learned your lesson. Next time, you won't see what you love so much for a year. And I'm not lying. The only reason that justifies disobeying my order is if our kids are in danger. Otherwise, don't disobey me again if we're in trouble. Are we clear?"
With that look of desire, my wife let the towel drop and showed me that delicious, naked, and completely shaved body. My cock wanted to run wild.
"How much time do we have?"
"Until my cock is drained or until the kids interrupt us." That was enough to see her run toward me...
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Kevin
Four months have passed since Arnold left the United States to come with his father. Months in which I've undoubtedly confirmed why Arnold earned his place with the tough guys. He has certainly earned my respect, like now, as I watch him clean the knife he just used to kill one of his father's corrupt debtors and child traffickers. He did it in front of his brother.
"This is so you understand that you don't mess with my father, and once I lead this business, it will remain the same."
The guy had bled out. Since he arrived, we've made Nikolay believe we get along, although sometimes I think that bastard believes I'm screwing Arnold or he's screwing me, all thanks to Rino's damn joke.
In one of the clubs of a friend and associate of his father, we found the perfect spot to talk. It was his idea. We hired two hookers to come in and pretend to have a foursome.
We paid the girls well, and so far, they haven't said anything. For now, we're filling their bank accounts. Once we lock ourselves in that room, we put on audio isolators and talk about what we need to discuss, then ask the girls to fake an orgasm.
Eight days ago, I was able to travel to Germany, and at the bosses' request, I let Lupe see me, and since I hadn't been able to talk to Arnold, he doesn't know I brought him a picture of Lupe already with a belly.
"Son..."
"Father," said Arnold. We weren't expecting this son of a bitch.
"Are you going to see your woman?"
"No, you screw her almost every day. I don't feel like sticking my dick in that rotten hole."
Since we arrived, Arnold bought an apartment for Marcela and never goes there. He hasn't seen me either, and we must avoid that as much as possible. He prefers to sleep at the club or spend the rest of the day at Nikolay's house.
"She'll get bored and leave you."