Chapter 18

“Do you think he's thinking of giving you an apartment?," Hanna asks.

When she saw me, the first thing she did was to ask me about Massimo. Hanna is happy for me, however, she is worried about the same thing;

My father.

I told her about the conversation with Massimo and his strange questions about my comfort. It's not unusual for both of us to think the same thing, and that is that we are almost certain that Massimo plans something.

I decided to take a picture of myself in my room saying how comfortable I was living, but deep in the back of my mind, I know he's right, I need a more comfortable place. That's why I decided to work.

Should I accept the gift if Massimo decides to do so?

“You have to accept it Maddison, put your pride aside and take advantage of the opportunities that this new romance with your boss gives you”

“You know he's not just my boss Hanna, he's my father's best friend. Did you know my father thinks he's the one who got Massimo to hire me? “

She laughs.

“Your father is a poor innocent man," she says with a chuckle.

“You shouldn't mock Hanna. Karma is a bitch. “

“You're right. Now I'm scared” she says.

I shake my head.

“What are you doing tonight? I want to go for a drink," I ask her.

"Will Massimo let you out? Now he has kidnapped you," she replies sarcastically.

I understand that he means it as a joke, but internally I feel that there is some truth in his words.

“I'll go, don't worry," she smiled.

“Okay. Nine o'clock at night? “

“Of course. “

“great. I have to go now and I guess you do too. I love you. Take care of yourself, okay? And I mean wear a condom," she kisses me on the forehead and leaves.

Shit! The morning-after pill!

I should go to the office, but because I forgot to buy the morning-after pill, I grab my car keys and drive to the nearest pharmacy I can find.

I'm a fool. How could I forget?

Why the hell didn't Massimo remember?

Did he also forget or just didn't want to say it?

Damn it.

Fortunately the pharmacy is not that far away, but as I park the car and get out, I start to feel watched.

I look around because of the strange sensation, but continue on my way.

Once inside the pharmacy I quickly look for what I need and with much relief I walk to the cashier to pay.

I give the cashier the cash, but the flash of a flash surprises me.

What the hell was that?

I observe a person running out of the pharmacy.

“Did that person take a picture of me?," I ask the cashier.

“Yes. The man came into the pharmacy after you and followed you for a long time. I thought he was your partner. “

He is a man.

What the hell?

“No," I answer, "I have no idea who it could be.”

I start to get scared and so I take the pills and go back to the car.

Why would someone want to take pictures of me without my consent? This is very weird.

I drive to Massimo's company with the fear of continuing to be chased. The feeling that something bad is going to happen just won't leave my head.

As I drive, I watch all the cars that pass by me and check in the rearview mirror to make sure no one is following me. Always with the doubt in my mind, what did they want? What did they gain by following me? Why would someone be photographing a stranger?

I hope this was all just a mix-up.

Minutes later I arrive at the company and before entering Massimo's office I get ready to take my pill. I don't want any unforeseen events for now.

“Hello," I say as I enter.

Massimo is talking with a woman a little older than me. Inevitably I begin to feel jealous.

And who is this woman?

“Maddison," he says when he sees me, "Please sit down.”

I came to this place with the intention of telling you what had happened with the mysterious photographer, however, the only thing I want to do at this moment is to ask who the hell that woman is and why she looks so smiling.

Unable to help myself and wanting to mark my territory, I walk towards him, take his face in my hands and kiss him passionately.

I smile and look at the strange woman with a clear warning in my eyes; It's mine, bitch!

She smiles sarcastically and looks at my boss.

“She's a jealous woman, I like her," she says to him, "Be careful Massimo, I might try to steal her for myself.”

What?

Massimo laughs and before pointing to my seat, he spanks me.

“Maddison, this is Claudia. She is a good friend and the best gynecologist in this country.”

I hold out my hand to the woman without really understanding what is going on.

“It's a pleasure to meet you, Maddison. I was anxious to see the woman who has this casanova in love.”

“Did he talk to you about me?," I asked in surprise.

“You don't know what interesting things he told me," she says.

“Maddi, I brought her because I want you to start your medical check-up with her. Claudia is going to evaluate you and decide which contraceptive method is best and most suitable for your body. “

Oh, now that's a surprise.

Internally I begin to feel ashamed of my irrational jealousy. That woman is here to see me, she's not here to visit Massimo and she's certainly not a conquest of his.

Am I crazy?

Why does everything make me jealous?

“I'm so sorry, I thought you were... “

“I am not Massimo's submissive. I like women. “

I can't help but laugh in embarrassment.

“What a shame," I reply.

Massimo watches me and for a second I thought he was going to say something, but his phone rings.

“Yes?" he asks.

I watched him furrow his brow and quickly rise from his seat.

“What's wrong," I ask him.

His whole body denotes concern.

Something bad happened.

“Shit," he says, "I'm on my way, call Sonya.”

Massimo gathers his things quickly and approaches me before leaving.

“I can't tell you what happened, but please stay here until I can get back. I'll try not to be long, okay?”

“It's okay," I say somewhat uncertainly. Knowing he'll be with Sonya bothers me, but it bothers me more to have to pretend I'm fine and okay with it.

“Claudia, the meeting is postponed until tomorrow. I'll see you out. “

Massimo and the woman leave the office leaving me all alone and with a lot of very negative thoughts.

My greatest martyrdom is my mind.