Chapter 30 China
By Alejandro
We started all the negotiations, and with so many companies, it was one meeting after another. In every meeting, she stood out for her beauty and the snacks she brought. Her voice sounds beautiful when she speaks Chinese.
We had several meetings about perfumery with different suppliers, and also about the boutiques.
Valeria handles herself in an outstanding manner.
I took advantage of my stay in China and hired trios of Geishas, or as they call them, Kisaengs. They started with games and massages, different, oriental, until ending up having sex with a different trio. Being different, they caught my attention at first, but I kept wanting more from my beautiful blonde.
She never reproached me, never kicked anyone out of my bed. The Kisaengs would leave before, as soon as the matter was over or the hours I had hired them for were up.
I noticed, however, that Valeria was becoming more distant each day.
She still prepared my toast, put sugar in my coffee, and got my clothes ready, tying my tie and taking care of my wardrobe.
I must confess that every time she was close, I lost control. Feeling her hands, my erection was noticeable.
I even got agitated, no matter how much I tried to hide it.
She rejected me many times.
I stopped trying to kiss her, at least not like before. It was an almost boring trip, despite being next to Valeria, because we weren't doing well between us.
I was frustrated.
She accompanied me to all the meetings and then compiled the data and passed it on to each department. I don't know how many times she talked to Carlos.
She also talked to Kevin. I was pacing the walls when she did, not understanding what the hell was happening to me.
Valeria never commented on any woman I brought to my bed, and I didn't know what to do to get her to react.
I invited her to dinner and then to dance, but that didn't work either.
This couldn't be happening to me.
Commercially, the trip was very successful.
The thing is...
I really don't know what the problem is or why I can't control my bad mood.
It was never easy to be by my side.
Now it's impossible.
On one hand, Valeria calms and soothes me, and on the other hand, she's the cause of all my sleepless nights and irritation.
She's like a drug I can't and don't want to give up.
She hurts me, but without her, I'm worse.
In my room, except for the sex, we seemed like a married couple.
Almost like an old-fashioned marriage, she covered all my domestic needs, and I sought pleasure in the arms of others, which she didn't give me.
When she did, that same night I ended up in an orgy.
What bothers me is that I didn't find in other arms what I felt being with her.
Omar called me, saying it was essential to find a frontman, to gauge the situation with Valeria to talk to her friend.
It wasn't the right time; I would talk to her on the way back.
In the last meeting, a Chinese CEO proposed that Valeria work with him.
To translate into English and Spanish, he offered her a multimillion-dollar salary and kept praising her.
I ended up telling him that if he continued, the business relationship would be cut off, and I demanded Valeria say she was my girlfriend.
At the hotel, I argued with her. I know it's not her fault that she's offered another job, but she had said she wasn't interested.
I want to have her with me.
I'm possessive when it comes to Valeria.
"I repeat, you're not my owner."
"I want to be."
"Ale... you can't own people, we're not property."
"I want to be your owner."
I repeat like a spoiled child who doesn't understand reason.
"Alejandro, I'm just your secretary, and at some point, I won't be anymore. I'll work somewhere else and..."
I didn't let her finish the sentence.
I pulled her close, hugged her tightly.
"Don't ever leave me, please."
I didn't dare kiss her, in case she rejected me, but I didn't let go.
I clung to her like a child clings to their mother when they don't want to go to kindergarten, when they don't want to leave the warmth of their mother's arms. I felt something like that.
I felt that if I let go, I would be alone, unprotected.
Twenty minutes later, Valeria tried to pull away or break the hug.
"Ale, I don't know what's happening to you."
"Neither do I."
That night I didn't hire anyone; we went to dinner and toasted to all the deals we closed.
I also needed to rest, I told myself.
The next day, on the plane, I didn't approach any flight attendant. I wanted to talk to Valeria about the short-stay hotels.
We went to the office on the plane.
We locked ourselves in, and I started explaining what we needed. At some point, I had mentioned the topic to her.
"We would have to move the offices to another building, which would also be in the frontman's name."
"Sure, so that there's nothing binding."
"Exactly."
"It can't be someone who has ever worked in our company, and it has to be someone absolutely trustworthy, even though we've already investigated a few candidates."
"The issue is that with your trusted people and Omar's trusted people, they must have done some business transactions with you."
"Yes, that's why we've been eliminating candidates. The commission would be 2% of the profits for the person who acts as the link between the candidate and 5% for the candidate. It might seem like a small percentage, but if you look at the profits, it's a fortune."
"I was going to say that 5% seems like a lot, and you could give the link a fixed sum, just at the beginning and only once."
"That's a possibility, and it's often what is done, but in this case, we wanted to implement it this way."
"To always have the two people on your side, yes, it's a good strategy."
"What I wanted to tell you is that there's no problem in being the owners of that hotel chain, it's just because Omar's father is a federal judge."
"Yes, I understand, you never know if a relationship ends in a crime of passion, there are many crazies out there, and a scandal like that would splash Omar's father, even if he has nothing to do with it."
"We already know who we're going to offer it to."
"I'm glad you're solving that problem, but I don't really know how the issue of frontmen works, I mean, I don't know it in depth."
I explain it to her, bringing her up to date with all the details, and also, as we know that no employee uses the rooms, we're careful and don't want anyone trying to have prostitutes inside.
"But you consume... use... hire... prostitutes."
"That's true, but we don't mix business with... pleasure."
I immediately regretted using that word.
"What I mean is, regardless of what I or Omar do, we manage the transient hotels as clean businesses, we don't want complications for making an extra buck, which we don't need, you know how hotels are managed."
"I don't know, I've never been to one."
I looked at her, not understanding what she was saying.
"And where did you have sex with your boyfriend?"
I asked her, realizing that it bothered me to think she had been in someone else's arms, but I also wanted to know.
"At my house, quickly, when my parents weren't home or at his house, we took advantage if his mother went out shopping..."
"You never spent the night with your boyfriend?"
"No, when we moved to live alone with Emi, I had already broken up, and before, since I lived with my parents, I always went back to sleep at home and didn't go out with him much."
I think she never really enjoyed herself with that loser, it was always something quick, like what we did in my office, and I curse myself for giving her so little, I should have her in my bed for a whole day and night, in my arms.
Even with any prostitute, I did it in my bed.
Even with the flight attendants, I did it in the room my plane has.
Except with Valeria, with her it was so quick, the difference is that with her I enjoyed it like with no one else, even though it was a quickie.
Damn, I want to have her in my bed for hours, without anyone rushing us, knowing we have a whole night ahead, loving her slowly, without hurry, without thinking that any phone could interrupt us, I want to explore her, because I haven't yet explored her body, I want to have her, bury myself in her, merge with her, give her everything I know I can give her, I want to give her all the pleasure in the world for hours.
Not half-dressed, I want to feel her completely surrendered and naked, completely naked.
Damn, just imagining it, I was already hard.
"I can't wait to spend hours in bed with you, whether it's in a hotel or at my house."
"Ale..."
"You have no idea what I feel, with you everything leads me to want to possess you, I get excited just thinking that we can have hours of wild sex, I can make you feel like you've never felt before."
"I don't doubt it, but..."
"If you want, we can go to a hotel and you can see them, otherwise, we can go to my house..."
"Enough, Alejandro, we're working."
"Valeria, you don't know what it's like to really enjoy."
"Yes, I do... in your office... I felt it."
I pressed against her, kissing her wildly, with madness, with hunger.
I couldn't take it anymore, pretending to be indifferent.
She confessed she enjoyed it with me, I was on top of the world, when a flight attendant told us to return to our seats, it was the second-to-last stop.
I got a message from Omar, I forgot what I had to do and didn't want to make love to her in the plane's office either.
I want to have her in my bed.
This slow pace with Valeria and continuously testing the waters was exhausting, I had never done it with another woman.