Chapter 358 - Roland Needs Me - mdfour
Verónica
"Leave me alone, Verónica! Don't you understand?!"
He shouted, and with that malevolent, cold, sinister aura, he stood up and came toward me. I didn't like this Roland, but instead of running away by instinct, because he was out of his mind, my soul urged me to do the opposite. I hugged him.
"I love you, and you know your children adore you. Remember; Liam waits for you in the afternoons to teach him how to play the guitar, Enrique does it at noon to build houses, Dante imitates you, you are his example, his idol, and your princess idolizes you. Roland, please!"
The last part came out on the verge of tears. I had to make him react somehow. In his world as a boss, they would already be facing whoever it was without caring about anything. I knew he was struggling between anger and doing the right thing. His body began to tremble.
"Remember what you've achieved since our marriage, also the reason why you married me." I needed to bring him back. "Remember the reason you gave me that wedding gift."
My husband's arms wrapped around my waist, and his face buried in my neck.
"Because of me, Verónica," he began to speak. "My old lady died because of my past."
"Honey, don't see it that way."
"I'm still the damn demon dragging my filth around!"
"You are the man who had the courage to swear never to kill, traffic, and do what they did again. You are the one who keeps his word, and despite how messed up the situation was, you kept your vow, and that made Inés proud." He was still trembling.
"She was grateful, did you hear her complain? Cancer was going to confine her to bed with pain, would you have preferred that? Remember the tumors she had, she was already forgetting things, her glasses had to be changed."
"Roland, everything depends on how you want to see the situation." I kissed his neck. "In my eyes, her pleas were heard, and for being good, beautiful, and devoted to her belief, she was granted peace."
"Verónicaaaa." I was getting through to him.
"She died happy, isn't that the most important thing when you love someone? She died satisfied with what her children had become, don't throw away her nights of devotion praying for each of you."
"Love, don't harbor vengeance, now you know there is a Higher Being. Life is reciprocal, don't strike if you're not prepared to receive the blow of fate, and we have four babies who need both of us." My husband trembled more violently. I continued kissing him.
"I need… I don't want to hurt you, but…"
"Do it."
Somehow, he needed to vent his rage, and one thing about him was that he calmed down with me, though we had never been in a situation like this before. Now he seemed like a possessed beast.
He tore my shirt, ripped my bra, his mouth began to devour my breasts in a rough, demanding, and painful way, while I caressed him to try to calm him. In an instant, he had stripped me of the rest of my clothes, his desperation evident. He undressed himself. He wasn't himself. Before he entered like an animal, I cradled his face.
"Look at me, Honey."
His features showed the anger that consumed him. I kissed his eyes, sat him on the floor, guided his member to my entrance to pleasure myself, kissed his nose, ran my tongue around his lips, Roland's hands gripped my hips tightly. I slid my mouth down his neck.
"Veronica."
I took his member and slowly guided it inside me. He wanted to dominate, but if I let him, he would hurt me, and when he came to his senses, he would regret it. Right now, he was blinded by rage.
"I love you, Roland."
I said while riding his cock. His hands pressed to merge as deeply as possible inside me. He was gripping me too tightly, he was hurting me. I took them and brought them to my face, finally making him look at me.
"Vida?"
He looked at my body, and now where he had been devouring my breasts minutes ago, he saw the bruises he had made.
"Beautiful?"
I kissed him. My whole body ached. He had never treated me like this before, though I allowed it because I saw no other way to reach him. I continued moving, and he made a move, placing me beneath him and starting to kiss me as his tears fell.
"You shouldn't have let me do it."
"You're back."
"I hurt you!"
"You've bitten my butt before, calm down, love."
His movements softened. He entered and exited gently but firmly while we kissed. His thrusts intensified, and within seconds, he released his anger and frustration. His body fell on mine.
"Inés... they killed Inés. Forgive me, forgive me, Vida." I stroked his hair, and to ease the tension, I said,
"This is the first time you’ve left me without an orgasm, Mr. Roland." He looked at me without smiling.
"I can fix that." He propped himself on his elbows. "How did you know?"
"I didn't know. Smashing the car and the cabin wasn't enough for you, so I guessed you wanted to kill half the world. I imagined you were fighting with the one above. I only had sex left to make you react. I don't know, when I came to our room and saw our kids asleep in bed, I knew you needed me." He touched one of the bruises near my nipple.
"Look what I did to you."
"Roland, you reacted."
He pulled out of me, lifted me up, and walked, avoiding the mess in the living room. We went up to our room while he kissed my neck. We entered the bathroom. His knuckles had dried blood on them. In the most comforting silence, we bathed each other. When I turned around,
"I left all my damn finger marks on your butt!" He turned me to look at me again. "Next time, send Rata to wake me up with a stick, Beautiful. Don't ever..." And he broke down. I hugged him.
"Cry, my love, let the anger out."
After a while of consoling him, I turned off the faucet, and we walked out of the bathroom hand in hand. We dried off and, still naked, headed to bed.
"In the morning, we’ll leave. Our bed is invaded now."
"Yes, and I need to regain my prestige." I smiled, seeing him slowly coming back.
"I never thought I'd miss your dirty mouth," I said.
"Just let me process everything. Veronica."
I stopped before getting under the covers. Roland turned on the air conditioning.
"Thank you for reminding me that I have four kids who see me as a hero, not a demon."
Seeing the man capable of annihilating anyone in his path vulnerable made me love him even more. I couldn't imagine his internal struggle.
"I adore you. Come here."
As we got under the covers, he placed his head on my belly. I started stroking his hair, feeling his tears falling on my stomach.