Chapter 40 I'm distracted
By Alejandro
I see I have an hour free in the afternoon.
I hired one of the girls who sometimes come by my office.
Valeria announced her, her voice trembling.
However, there are no reproaches from her, just that coldness that not only annoys me... it also hurts me.
At one point, when the girl was giving me a blowjob, I glanced distractedly at my computer screen and saw Valeria with her headphones on.
The sounds when I have sex with another must bother her... I suppose.
I see Susana coming out of the elevator and talking to her.
Shit, I'm getting a blowjob and I'm not even focused.
I see Susana hug her and... is she wiping her tears?
I stop looking at the screen, put on a condom, and get with the girl, turning her around, imagining Valeria's ass.
I barely managed to finish, I've never been this distracted, yes, for a long time, I imagine the woman with me is Valeria, but I almost couldn't finish until I imagined her ass.
I paid the girl and told Valeria that the girl with me was leaving.
Susana stayed talking with Valeria, she's waiting for me.
In a few days, we're traveling to Spain.
She must want to know something, she can find out through Valeria, she knows everything, she's my right hand, the one who solves everything for me, the one who is always attentive to me... except she refuses to have sex.
Since I came back from my vacation and she was indisposed and didn't want to do it, everything with Vale is different, she's more distant.
As always, Vale calls security and they escort the girl out of the building.
Maybe Valeria was crying about something else.
I have to find out somehow, but I'm not going to tell her that while I have sex, I watch her through the security camera.
I feel like I'm going crazy.
I'm trapped in something and I don't quite understand what's happening to me.
Obviously, what Susana asked me, I had to ask Valeria, I trust her so much that I leave thousands of things in her hands.
She always answers me.
Without realizing it, she knows as much about each of my companies as Omar or I do.
Susana also trusts her, and my aunt adores her, I think even my father considers her one of the most important people in our company.
We doubled her salary a while ago, she earns as much as the general directors of each company.
I depend on Valeria for many things, and when she's not around, my anxiety knows no bounds.
By Valeria
It's difficult.
It's getting harder and harder to see the women in Alejandro's bed.
This situation hurts me too much.
When he came back from his vacation, he complained that I went to the beach and then went crazy because I was on my period.
For two reasons, one because he wanted to have sex at that moment, period or not, and the other reason... he reproached me for being indisposed and not wanting to have a child with him.
I'm afraid of ending up begging for a scrap of his affection.
On the other hand, regarding work, we complement each other more and more, and I'm in all the meetings.
I also don't understand why when someone approaches me, he gets completely jealous, I think it's out of selfishness and because he considers me his property.
Many times I told him he's not my owner... if only he knew how much I lie.
I struggle every day to distance myself from him, that day, when I was on my period, he ended up with another woman, that hurt me to my soul.
When he brought that woman to his office, I put on my headphones, I couldn't stand hearing the moans of those women and his, enjoying with her, even less.
I was holding back the tears.
That morning I told him I didn't sleep with him because I wasn't promiscuous.
I'm so afraid of giving in and him coming to me whenever he feels like it and ending up sharing him with others.
I'm almost 21 years old and since I was 16, all I've done is cry for love.
Something is very wrong with me.
I got used to being miserable when I was with Diego.
Right now, what I feel is incomparable to my previous relationship.
Alejandro is... imposing, overwhelming, dominant, he made me feel things I didn't know existed... I really envy every woman I kick out of his bed.
They must feel what I felt when I was in his arms.
I'm falling apart.
Susana arrived and startled me, of course, I was wearing headphones, listening to music.
I didn't hear when he called me on the phone.
I apologized.
Though I didn't need to tell him because I had headphones on.
Both Susana and Mariana, Alejandro's aunt, guessed that I'm foolishly in love with him.
There were some questions I couldn't avoid, and I couldn't control my blushing...
They know how Alejandro is; all women fall for him, and I'm no exception.
However, they treat me almost like a niece.
I call them myself to see how they're doing.
I don't even know when we became so familiar with each other.
Susana guessed that I was holding back tears.
"Vale... he's going to end up falling in love with you. In fact, I think he already is. You just have to wait for him to give in."
"It's hard."
At that moment, we heard a "yes, daddy, give me more."
And my tears started flowing again.
"Vale, you're beautiful, cultured, a good person, and you have his complete trust... and I know he can't be without you."
"As a secretary."
"No, sweetheart, he can't be without you as a woman, but he's egocentric and spoiled; he's always gotten what he wanted."
How do I confess to her that he had me too?
However, by looking at my tears, she must have realized that I was already his.
She didn't ask me.
"Sweetie..."
She wiped away my tears and told me she would wait for him.
Then she heard Ale asking me to call security to escort the lady out of the company.
That's the moment I calm down, when after having relations, he practically throws them out with terrible indifference.
I can even smile, though with disdain, because the pain doesn't go away.
He's the man I love, a spoiled child who dominates me as a lover and takes the world by storm.
I don't want him to take me whenever he feels like it and forget about the world.
I don't want to get him used to flying away and then coming back and forgiving him for everything.
I want him to be mine, I want him as a lover, and I want him as... a partner. I want to share my life with him and then, yes, have children and raise them together. I want him as a companion, and I want to be the one in his bed... every night of my life.
I want too much, and it's my impossible love.
I truly wish I were asexual.
To feel nothing.
Love hurts.
At least I always get the part of love that hurts.
I just ask for love, for him to feel the same for me as I do for him.
That's too much, it's like asking him to take me to the stars and not just during a sexual encounter.
There, he does give me the stars and the entire universe.
By Alejandro
Heading to Spain
We are flying to Spain.
It's the anniversary of our branch over there.
I don't know why my father wanted to celebrate it in a big way.
I'm not complaining about the financial part.
Obviously, it's undercover advertising and it benefits us.
The thing is, we're flying in our private jet with the older group, so to speak, from Buenos Aires, and among them is Carlos, the director of perfumeries, and Kevin White will be there. They are two lions ready to hunt their prey, and obviously, that prey is Valeria.
There are also some other vultures I don't like at all.
Omar was traveling at the last minute, and I think he was going to be accompanied by Emi.
He shouldn't be seen with a frontman; we're going to end up selling all the transient hotels for real.
When they arrive, they will settle in my father's house, just like my aunt Maria, Susana, Valeria, and I.
There will also be some cousins who live in France and others who live in another part of Spain, in charge of our sub-companies.
Valeria sat next to me, and my aunt and Susana were nearby, so I couldn't even have a few intimate words with my secretary.
The rest of the directors were going to stay at our hotel, the one we have in Barcelona, the city where most of our companies in Spain are located and relatively close to my father's house.
There were 20 people on the plane, plus the onboard staff.
This time, the flight attendants were all professionals, at least that's how they behaved.
We were in the seats, and when they brought coffee, Valeria, without asking, put the amount of sugar I like, stirred it, and handed it to me. During lunch, she also made sure I was comfortable with my preferences.
My aunt and Susana went to lie down for a while in the plane's bedroom. I was dying to go with Valeria.