Chapter 16 - Keeping your distance - mduno
If I say it, I'll be exposed.
"The young lady must be in pain or something," I demanded he speak. "She hasn't stopped crying for a while now, could she be in pain?"
His gaze was intended to see my reaction. We have cameras everywhere in the house except the bathrooms.
"I'll tell Ines to come and check what's hurting her."
"If you want, I'll tell her."
He didn't stop analyzing my body language, and I nodded. Why is she crying? When Simon left, I approached the screen, rewound the footage, and saw her crying. I clenched my jaw. Why is she crying like that? I turned off the screen, left the basement, went to the guest room, undressed, and got into bed. The lack of sex was messing with me; tomorrow I need to get back to my old ways. To hell with her.
I tossed and turned, still thinking about Veronica. Did she cry because of me? But... I haven't done anything to her! I sat up. The clock on the nightstand showed it was two in the morning. I have to see her. I went to my room in my boxers; Veronica was sleeping under the comforter. I stood there watching her, it was better to keep her away from a demon like me.
"The angel between the two of us is definitely you, not me." I left and locked myself back in. What was it that I felt for her?
I passed by my bedroom, it was seven in the morning, I knocked, and when there was no response, I went in. The bed was made. I frowned, she got up early today. I went down the stairs two at a time, in the dining room Ines was serving breakfast to Simon, Mojón, and Churrusco.
"Good morning." Everyone looked at me... Why do they look angry? "Did Veronica go somewhere? I didn't see her in the bedroom."
My old lady lowered her head and then disappeared behind the kitchen door.
"She left, Cebolla took her home with Rasca Culo. You and I are going on a trip, though it's not on my schedule. It's not strange, since in the last few days, everything changes and we have to improvise, I imagine it will be the same."
"Should I get used to your new 'normal' state?" He stuffed a spoonful of egg and sausage into his mouth and finished with a full mouth, "Just tell me if I have time to finish breakfast before the supposed trip."
His tone was ironic, that's what I wanted yesterday, to keep her as far away as possible, but... Why do I feel this acidity in my stomach again? I clenched my jaw, sat down; Ines served breakfast, and I forced myself to eat as quickly as possible. There was no turning back, I had to get her out of my head. Everyone present was analyzing me from the corner of their eyes, I couldn't easily persuade Rata, he thinks I like Veronica, what an idiot!
I've forced myself to take on business, errands, jobs I didn't have or, to be honest with myself, I've done my employees' work just to keep busy. And that's been impossible. Every day I went jogging at dawn, trained in boxing, karate, and lifted weights until almost noon.
Simon was right about something. She triggered reactions in me I had never felt before, I've behaved differently with other women, but with Veronica, I was... a complete idiot. Since she left the house, I haven't called her, I settle for keeping an eye on her.
She must assume the worst with my attitude, and I should care less. I'm still the same piece of shit, I haven't changed. But that doesn't stop me from dreaming about kissing her breasts and penetrating her until she screams my name and faints from so much sex... To hell with her! I need to eradicate this crap.
"Simon!" I shouted from the library.
"Boss," I heard his voice through the speaker.
"Is the meeting with Los Cardenas ready?"
"They're expecting us at ten in the morning, they said they have a task for you."
"Did you make sure I can implement my games?"
Rata knew about the games I play with some objects with the whores: blindfolding, tying hands and feet, whipping, making them swallow my cum, and they have to endure the three orgasms I demand from their three holes, they must always obey.
"Are we going?"
"Of course! Are they still resentful? And don't forget my instruments."
"You should be careful, boss. It's a meeting to play cards, three horses are on their way that you'll bet on in the game."
"Which ones?"
One of my legal businesses was the stables, in the future, I want to trade the sperm of those specimens. A fortune is paid for a good specimen, and my horses were gaining fame every day.
"Pintoso, Rigo, and Matraca."
"They're beautiful specimens, do you know which ones they have?"
We got into the car, Cebolla was driving, Rata sat in the passenger seat, and Negro sat next to me, the other car followed behind us.
"No, boss, you know you have to see them first. Also, remember that today we need to finalize things with Miss Veronica. The trip is approaching, she will be our translator."
I clenched my jaw, and my blood ran quickly through my body. At the same time, the urge to see her increased. I blocked my thoughts of her, it's been several days.
"Perfect, after my task, we'll look for her."
Something inside me rejoiced, knowing I would see that angelic face in a matter of hours. For now, I need to prove that this distance from women was over and I was back to being my old self.
The old woman was beside me, a striking painted redhead. My hand was between her legs while I played cards and bet on Rigo. I had already won three beautiful horses and saved Matraca. It was our second game. I told the old woman which card to draw because my other hand was busy giving her pleasure.
"Don't even think about screaming."
I whispered in the redhead's ear as she reached her climax and forbade her from coming. I would pull my hand away occasionally to slow her excitement. I hadn't touched a woman in days, and my cock was hard.
"Cardenas, this game is mine too."
"I don't think so, but we understand the level of excitement."
I smiled. The redhead tried to hold back, but she couldn't manage it, and I had been needing it for weeks.
"Rat! Continue."
"Of course, Boss."
I took her hand and led her to one of the rooms. I tore off her clothes, put on a condom, and penetrated her violently, thrusting until I ejaculated. I turned her over, changed the condom, and began to penetrate her from behind without preparation, which was unusual for me. I grabbed her hands and tied them to the railing.
"Give me a few minutes, please," she panted.
"You didn't come here to rest." She looked at me with resignation and a bit of fear. "What's your safe word?"
"What?"
"I'm going to whip you and fuck you, tell me your safe word."
"Green." What an idiotic word. I memorized it in case I went too far.
Her hands were tied above her head while I rubbed her clit. Within minutes, she was moving her hips in cooperation, confirming she was getting excited again. I took a vibrator, filled it with lubricant, and slowly inserted it into her rectum while I penetrated her. Her lustful screams brought me to ecstasy, and I kept thrusting harder and harder, trying to satisfy myself.
However, it was a failed attempt for my satisfaction. The desire inside me and the damn ejaculation wouldn't happen again. It was in vain; I got lost for a moment or rather in a memory I couldn't let go of since I saw her breast.
What I was doing wasn't what I desired. I wanted her, and I wouldn't be satisfied unless it was with Veronica. I heard a distant voice, someone saying a color. I didn't associate it until the scream echoed in my head.
"Green! Green!"
The redhead screamed, crying. I reacted immediately. Damn it! How did I lose control like this? I stepped aside, removed the vibrator... I had hurt her, damn it! I untied her and carried her to the bathroom. I left her under the shower; I had never lost control before.
"Thank you for stopping."
"I'll give you an additional compensation." She smiled weakly.
"I was happy when I was chosen to be your companion today, because of your reputation."
"I'm sorry to disappoint you," I replied.
"No. It's not disappointment, Mr. Roland. It's just that it was my turn when you're thinking of someone else." I looked at her as we soaped each other.
"Excuse me?"
"It's obvious you were thinking of someone else while you were with me. She's lucky."
What could I say to that? Since my arrival, I hadn't been able to get Veronica out of my head. I would see her after noon, and to be honest, for the past week, I had wanted to take her in every possible way. It was just desire because I hadn't been able to have her, that's all.
"God, everyone has their other half."
"I don't believe in that entity in the first place, and as for a supposed 'other half,' she's miles away, I would say still light-years away."
"That's why she's driving you crazy. Opposites attract."
"You know a lot about the subject?" I helped her out of the bathroom, and she grabbed a towel.
"I study psychology. With what I earn, I pay for my studies."
I took another towel to dry myself, picked up the boxers thrown to the side, the shirt, and sat on the couch.
"Until they caught you, Mr. Roland."
"How are you feeling?" I asked to change the subject.
"I'll be careful when I sit, that's all."
"Perfect, I'll double your pay." I finished dressing and left the room.
When I returned, Simon had lost Rigo and Pintoso. I stayed by the pool; the estate wasn't to my liking, it was too ostentatious, it didn't set a trend. I looked at the clock, it was only noon, I was supposed to call her at three in the afternoon.
I put on my sunglasses, and as I reclined in the chair, I decided to wait for them to finish giving my head of security another beating at cards. I remembered the conversation with the redhead... It was better not to dwell on it. I had intensified my training just to avoid thinking about her, worked more than ten hours a day, supervised every matter related to the convention.
Involved in exclusive matters of the men who worked for me, I had been at the forefront just to avoid thinking, and I wouldn't do it now. My goal was to have ten more rounds, and that would erase her from my mind. I took off my sunglasses when I heard the laughter of the Cardenas brothers.
"You'll always be second fiddle because you'd ruin it as a player!"
The comment amused me. I went to the table to tell Rat I had paid the prostitute double.
"How was the session?"
"Like all the others."
I looked closely at the Cardenas bastards; from now on, the conversation would be on shaky ground.