23

After the police came to inspect everything, Alexander's bodyguards brought his other car. I am still shocked by what happened, it's very sad. I thought Natasha would forget about all of that and leave us alone. I see now that I was very wrong. That girl is crazy.

When we arrived home, I immediately went inside and went into the kitchen. I wanted to see Cookie, and I found him there with Mrs. Carmen, she was talking to him. Now I understand why he was here: Mrs. Carmen was cooking fish for dinner.

"Cookie," I called him, and the little cat came over, rubbing against me with his tail. "How are you? I missed you so much," I lifted him in my arms. I took a small piece of fish and gave it to him. "Eat calmly."

He goes crazy for fish.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Mariela, are you coming from work? It's only two in the afternoon."

"Something very bad happened on the way, so we decided to come home," I told her. "We feel safe here."

"Was it something bad?" she asked, concerned.

I shook my head to reassure her.

"Natasha is always lurking."

"That woman is dangerous, Mrs. Mariela, you have to be very careful. Now that we're talking, let me tell you that sometimes I think I see a woman watching the house," she whispered. "And it scares me."

I furrowed my brow.

"How many times have you seen her?"

"After your kidnapping, do you think it's the same person? I haven't been working with Mr. Gabardini for long, so I don't know that Natasha well," she said.

"Don't worry, thank you for letting me know. I'll tell Alexander so that we can be more vigilant."

"I'm leaving the dinner ready for you."

"Thank you, Carmen." I left the kitchen, and Cookie wanted to stay there, so I let him. I looked for Alexander on the second floor; he was on the phone, so I didn't want to interrupt. I received a message on my phone, it was from Margarita.

Margarita: I heard about what happened through Gus, are you okay? We need to talk about certain things.

Her message seemed strange, so I replied.

Mariela: What things? I'll be at home all day.

Margarita: Perfect, I'll be there in a bit.

I had doubts about what Margarita was going to tell me; she seemed very serious. I dismissed it and focused on looking at Alexander and how sexy he looked while talking on the phone. What's wrong with me? I forget that this man bought me shamelessly. Although Alexander is a very handsome, intelligent, and attractive man, it doesn't change the fact that he did things wrong. I still don't even know what we are, but we act as if we are truly a married couple. But I know this marriage is just a lie.

"Are you okay?" he asks me, finishing his phone call. Alexander comes and lies next to me on the bed.

"I'm fine," I responded.

"I'm sorry about what happened."

"It wasn't your fault, Alexander, don't worry."

"It's partly my fault. I let my guard down and didn't have security. I don't even want to think about what would have happened if I had driven faster."

"Shhh, calm down, everything is fine."

He sighed.

Alexander's hand caressed my thighs, sending shivers down my spine. Alexander passionately kissed me on the lips.

"Do you want to go to the punishment room?" he said.

I swallowed hard at his proposition.

"I don't know," I whispered.

"You promised we would go."

"I know," I stroked his hair and his back. "Let's go."

"Wait a moment... do you think we should tell Carmen to come back in a few hours?"

I thought about it and shook my head.

"No, I don't think she'll come up here," I stood up, taking Alexander's hand. We walked out into the hallway, and with my heart beating a little faster, I led him to that room. Alexander took the key and opened it. We both entered. The red room brought back memories of the first time I entered here and how scared I was of what Alexander might do to me. This time, I am not afraid.

"What do you want me to do to you first?" He embraced me from behind, his groin brushing against my buttocks.

"Whatever you want," I replied. I don't understand why I'm acting so submissive with Alexander, it's inexplicable. Alexander positioned himself in front of me and slowly began to remove my shirt, savoring every part of my body, every mole, every mark. "You're so beautiful," he said. It was a lie; I know there are super gorgeous women, more beautiful than me. I don't consider myself a beauty, but it seems Alexander does.

I stood before him naked, he kissed my shoulder, moving down towards my breasts. I felt heat in my body, burning with desire. I undid his tie and slowly took off his jacket, then his shirt. I caressed his chest, his abdomen. My hands moved down to his pants, I unbuttoned his belt and unzipped his fly. Alexander finished taking off his pants.

"Get down," he ordered. I got down on my knees, looking up at him. Alexander's gaze was filled with pure passion, with desire. I took his member in my hands, caressing it slowly. I covered it in saliva, licking and sucking. Alexander moaned with pleasure, he held my head to control the rhythm. "Come here," he made me stand up. "Sit here," he pointed to a not-so-large bed. I lay there on my back. Alexander lifted my buttocks, tied my feet and hands, and gave me a slap on the buttock. I felt his member teasing my buttocks, my intimacy. Alexander was making me crave, I am so aroused, and all I want is to have him inside me. Alexander inserted two fingers into my intimacy; I felt him lick his fingers each time he withdrew them from my vagina. It was exciting and incredibly pleasurable. I bit my lower lip, feeling desperate. I am tied up and unable to do anything.

"Do you want it?" he asked me.

"Yes," I nodded, begging for more.

"Perfect, I'll give you what you want," he responded, thrusting his intimacy into mine. A moan escaped my lips at that moment. Alexander started off gently, romantic and slow; then the pace began to quicken. I knew this was just the beginning.