Chapter 44 Alpha Male
By Alejandro
I tried to calm down, and I managed halfway.
"You’re going to look gorgeous in that dress," says Susana.
My aunt smiles.
And my mind starts racing again.
What’s wrong with these two women? I used to be their favorite, and now it seems like every comment they make is against me.
"Thanks, you’re always so kind."
Daniela walks in behind me and, upon seeing Valeria, sits almost next to me.
She was furious just a moment ago, and now she seems like my best friend. I don’t get it.
"Vale, we have a dinner tonight. Please prepare a suit for me."
Yes, I’d been asking Valeria for everything nicely for a while now.
"Check if you forgot something in my room, because you rushed out for that dinner," Daniela suddenly says.
My aunt and Susana give her dirty looks, and Valeria looks at me, her eyes lightening up and a smile, which wasn’t really a smile, forming on her lips.
"Daniela, I’m tired of you treating this house like a hotel. And if you do, you could at least have the decency not to announce it. You should be ashamed."
"Mariana, don’t exaggerate."
"I’m fed up with your impertinence."
I hadn’t opened my mouth until now. She walked into the lion’s den on her own, and I suppose she did it to annoy Valeria.
To make the situation worse, my father arrived just as they were arguing.
"What’s going on?" my father asks as a greeting.
"It seems Alejandro feels the need to prove he’s the alpha male, and Daniela isn’t happy unless she brags about who she’s sleeping with."
"Daniela, your attitude is pitiful. And you, Alejandro, it’s time you grow up. I’m tired of you acting like a teenager."
"I’m a responsible man. I make you millions every year."
"I’m not talking about that. You know exactly what I mean."
"It’s my private life."
"If it were your private life, we wouldn’t be having this conversation."
I looked at Valeria, who was staring at her computer screen.
My father left the room.
He barely spoke to Daniela. I don’t see a good ending for her position in our company. Although Ana is indeed a multimillionaire, Daniela comes from the side of the family that doesn’t have money, at least not in the millions, and she’s a manager at one of our companies.
She’s working because Pedro hired her.
My aunt didn’t like her before, and after today, she’ll make sure she’s out. Even though she’s in Spain and there’s a personnel director overseeing all the companies here, if Susana says from headquarters that someone’s being let go, no one argues.
She wouldn’t do it right now—it would create unnecessary problems—but I know that by next week, Daniela wouldn’t be part of our company anymore.
"Vale, can you prepare the suit for me, please?"
"Yes, I’ll do it now."
She immediately headed to my room, and just as I was about to follow her, my aunt distracted me with stupid questions, giving Valeria time so I wouldn’t find her in my room.
I came downstairs with my tie hanging, undone.
When Valeria came down a few minutes later, I still had my tie hanging, waiting for her to tie it for me.
When she got close, I couldn’t help but brush my fingers against the skin exposed by her neckline. She pulled away. My aunt and Susana were still there, as was Daniela, but she seemed to be focused on her phone, or at least it looked that way.
"I can tie the knot. It’ll look better," says Daniela.
She’s really speeding up her exit from our company.
Valeria looks at me, staying still.
"Vale, please tie my tie."
I completely ignore Daniela.
"You look beautiful, Vale."
"Thank you," she replies with some distance.
All because of stupid Daniela.
And I know my father hasn’t finished his conversation with me.
Actually, it all started because Valeria didn’t want to have sex with me without a condom. It’s hard to get her to agree to sex, and when she does, she regrets it.
It’s not that I replaced her with someone else. I wouldn’t if I had her.
She’s driving me crazy, and I always end up thinking stupid things.
We entered the restaurant, Pedro, Ana, Valeria, and I.
I must say that Valeria drew all the attention in the place, and once again, I had that feeling of wanting to hide her while also feeling proud to have such beauty by my side.
Valeria was wearing a dress of an indefinable color, not quite red but not burgundy either; maybe it has another name. The dress was low-cut, but not enough to be vulgar, with a wide waist that highlighted her narrowness and accentuated her chest even more. The skirt was wide and above the knees, fitting her perfectly.
She wore a choker that extended down with a strap to where the neckline began.
I got lost a thousand times staring at that spot.
She always dressed youthful, sexy, and elegant at the same time. I don't know how she did it.
That's just how she was, combined with her spectacular beauty and wild green cat eyes.
Even Pedro was staring at her too much.
That made me uncomfortable.
We had dinner with two other couples related to some business deals we needed to finalize.
Ana tried to expose Valeria, saying she was only there as my secretary.
I shot her a look that could kill; I had already told her not to mess with Valeria.
From that moment on, with many of the questions or doubts that arose, I had Valeria participate, knowing she had details in her memory that even I missed.
I don't recognize myself; I don't know why I do these things.
The thing is, when it comes to Valeria, I can't control my reactions.
I stop being the cold businessman and end up being emotional like a teenager.
We all returned in the limousine that had taken us to the restaurant. The agreement we obtained was financially beneficial.
Ana didn't open her mouth again.
She realized I was furious with her. I don't understand how my cousin puts up with her.
Of course, their marriage is more of a business arrangement than anything else.
That's why they function as an open couple.
I think about that, which always seemed normal to me, and now it seems like total madness.
Waking up without seeing a face you love, and instead, seeing a face that must already bore you.
On the other hand, I make Valeria come to my apartment every day to see her beautiful face as soon as I open my eyes and feel her jealous smile when I'm with another woman. I know that's almost criminal, but I enjoy seeing her feel those silent, quiet jealousies; it makes me feel important.
Valeria is everything and at the same time just my secretary.
I ended up comparing their relationship with what I have with Valeria.
I don't have a relationship with Valeria, but I would have something with her for the rest of my life. I want her to be mine and no one else's.
As soon as we arrived, my cousin served some whiskeys, but Valeria greeted us and fled to her room.
I went to sleep too; I didn't want my father, by chance or not, to see through the cameras that we ended up in a threesome or an orgy.
What happened with Daniela was enough.
On the other hand, I don't know what's happening to me; it seems like I only want to have sex with Valeria.
I don't understand why I've gotten so used to her; I get desperate if I don't see her and it has even disrupted my intimacy.
I have too much desire to be with her, to wake up on her chest, to make love to her until dawn, to be found by the day, ecstatic and full of each other, and when I open my eyes, to feel her by my side and run my hands over her body.
I remember I have her thong and search frantically until I find it. I smell it, and her scent, besides exciting me, calms me.
I fall asleep with her thong in my hands.
When I wake up and see that I still have her underwear in my hands, I get scared. I'm really developing a strong obsession with Valeria.
I get dressed by myself.
She arranged my clothes.
I get to the dining room, and Valeria arrives a few minutes later, but she comes from the kitchen with my coffee and toast just the way I like them.
I feel pampered.
We were telling my father the news from the previous night's dinner.
Ana didn't dare to open her mouth.