We didn’t talk on the way to the restaurant. Maximo just chuckled randomly while looking at his phone. We pulled up to a restaurant and Julio entered before us, making sure it was safe. He exited and then gave Maximo a nod. Maximo opened the door and helped me out of the car.
We were the only ones in the restaurant. You could see where people had rushed to leave, leaving behind half eaten food. Maximo ordered our food. I wasn’t listening to what he was saying as he spoke to the waitress. She seemed nervous but kept biting her lip as he spoke. I noticed she pressed her thighs together as he spoke.
“Leave.” I ordered the young girl. She snapped her head at me and huffed. Maximo waved her away while looking at me.
“Problem, mi amore?” He reached for my hands, which I quickly pulled away.
“What was the goal of today? To see if I was loyal to you?” He thought for a moment before answering.
“Remember when I told you I wanted a wife I could build businesses with?” I nodded. “And I told you that I didn’t need a woman who would kill for me, that I could kill for myself?” I nodded again. “It turns out I was wrong; I need a woman who can do both. You proved that today, Fallon.”
I was nauseous. I stood up quickly and ran for the bathroom. I pulled my shirt off and splashed my face with cold water. Julio entered the bathroom after a few minutes, “Are you okay, Fallon?” He asked, concerned. He grabbed a towel and handed it to me so I could dry my face.
“I’m fine, Julio. Thank you. Just a temperamental baby this morning. I can’t tell if he’s hungry or trying to kill me, it is such a fine line these days.” He smiled and handed me my shirt.
“I know what you did today was tough, but you earned Maximo’s full confidence.” I nodded.
“I know, I don’t have a problem killing people who deserve it, Julio. I have a problem with being forced into that situation.” He paused for a moment, thinking about what I had said. After standing in silence for what felt like forever, we headed back for the table. Our food was waiting for us.
The table was filled with different meats, types of eggs, fruits, different pastries, breakfast potatoes, and juices. Maximo had already made a plate and was eating. I noticed he had also made me a plate. When I sat down, he quickly said, “Eat” with a full mouth. I ate slowly as the baby was kicking me very hard in the stomach.
I sat back for a moment and rubbed my stomach, causing Maximo to jump and over run over to my side. “Is the baby okay?” He asked, honestly concerned. I nodded and explained to him kicking me hard, making the food not settle right in my stomach. He listened and rubbed my stomach. This was surprisingly intimate. The waitress huffed in the corner and flipped her hair.
I laughed at her reaction to my husband caring for our child. How odd to say, my husband. He still is my husband; I have remained loyal to him even in my absence.
When we were finished eating, Maximo pulled out my chair and helped me up. I didn’t understand why he was being so adoring of me, I mean, I did just kill for him. Maximo helped me into the SUV and we headed for home.
Maximo had pulled me into the middle seat and kept his hand on my thigh. Julio watched us from the front seat, he kept his eyes on me and Maximo’s hand, I feel like he was concerned for my safety.
When we got back to the house, Maximo led me to his room and took off my shoes. He helped me take off my pants and shirt, leaving me in my panties and bra. I looked up at him from the bed. I didn’t know where this was heading. “Take a shower with me?” He asked sweetly. I nodded and stood up. He removed my bra and panties and lead me into the bathroom where he undressed himself and started the water.
He helped me in the shower and washed my hair and body before washing himself.
After our shower, he dried me off and led me to the bed, where we took a nap.
I was awoken to Maximo answering his cell phone. I still didn’t have a phone and was on the fence about asking him for one. The conversation was not pleasant I couldn’t understand what he was saying but he was yelling and slamming things around.
I sat up in the bed, pulling the sheet over my chest. When he was finished on the phone he threw it on the bed and cursed. “Those fucking idiots!” He yelled while pulling on his jeans and shirt.
“What’s wrong?” I asked timidly.
“I can’t trust anyone to handle anything. They always fuck it up! Then I have to fix it like always!”
“Do you need help?” I asked.
He stared at me for a moment before shaking his head, ‘no’. “Okay, well I’m going to go for a swim while you are dealing with business.” I said before getting out of the bed. When I attempted to leave the room, Maximo stood in front of me and walked me back to the bed.
He laid me back and kissed my chest and rubbed my stomach. He then massaged my clit before plunging his tongue into my sex. I moaned in pleasure. I wrapped my legs around his neck while he flicked his tongue over my clit.
He kissed his way back up to my neck and positioned himself between my legs. He didn’t enter me until I nodded that it was okay. He slowly lowered himself into my sex and thrusted in and out of me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He picked up his pace and started to fuck me harder and harder. I moaned louder, thickening around his dick. After a few minutes he came inside me and stayed in me for a moment so he could kiss me before rolling off and walking into the bathroom to clean up.
I laid there for a moment before getting up and following him into the bathroom. “I don’t want you coming with me because it’s unsafe.” He finally said. I hugged him from behind until he turned around and returned my hug. This was the most loving Maximo had ever been with me.
“Okay, but will you be safe?” I asked, honestly curious and concerned about his safety now that he mentioned it.
He chuckled. “Not even the devil could kill me, mi amore.” He kissed me on the forehead before finishing dressing and leaving the room. I went to my room and put on my bathing suit. It was still day light out so I had to be dressed since security was extra these days.
Julio was sitting on the deck with whiskey and a cigar. “Julio, why aren’t you with Maximo?”
“Fallon, a lot has changed since you have been gone. I no longer run with Maximo. We had a disagreement about how you were being held when you first got back, so as my punishment, instead of losing my life, I have to watch the house and, well, you.” I sat down next to him.
“So for your punishment, you have to babysit me?” I laughed. “Seriously?”
Julio did not laugh. “When you go from being the boss’s secondhand man to his glorified babysitter, then yeah, it’s a punishment.” He took a long drink of whiskey, emptying the glass into his mouth. “I’m glad you and the boss are figuring out your relationship.”
“He is still my husband, Julio. When this baby is out, whatever he does to me, I am still his wife. I take it divorce isn’t a thing around here so I’m assuming he will kill me.” I just shrugged my shoulders. I have come to terms with it, at least I would be free.
“He won’t kill you, Fallon. He is in love with you. He is obsessed with you. You don’t understand what it was like when you were gone.” This is the second time I have heard that.
“I’m sorry, Julio. I’m sorry for leaving. I thought he was going to kill me. I thought I was doing what was best for me and the baby, but I ended up hurting everyone around me.” This was the first time I was admitting that. Julio and I sat and talked the rest of the evening until I went inside for dinner. I had the maids bring Julio some food as I watched him polish off half a bottle of whiskey. Then I went to bed.