Chapter 48 I Just Want to Be Your Owner
By Valeria
We arrived together with the other limousine, and since Susana's and Mariana's rooms were in our wing, I went up chatting with them and quickly locked myself in my room.
The next day we had breakfast as usual and almost everything was normal.
Only in the afternoon, Mariana, Susana, and Francisco were arguing with Pedro because of Daniela.
From the main living room, you could hear the argument taking place in the library.
I was in the living room with Emi, Omar, Ana, Manu, and Alejandro.
"It's your fault," Ana said suddenly.
"Excuse me?"
"Mariana and Susana listen to you, you go around spreading tales."
"I have nothing to say, you're mistaken."
"Aren't you going to say anything either?" she asked Alejandro, angry.
"Everyone knew she was a disaster, you know it too, and she confronted Mariana and my father. What did you expect?"
"Last night you kissed her like you were going to back her up."
"No, last night I kissed her for fun, and she played along out of pride."
"Daniela is not proud."
"Maybe it was pride, she was upset because when I was with her... I called her by another name."
Ana looked at me.
Ale did too.
Francisco appeared, and everyone fell silent.
In conclusion, Daniela could be part of the inner circle, but they got rid of her, just like the cleaning girl.
They didn't care much, although Mariana and Susana never agreed that Daniela should be part of the company.
From what I could hear, Francisco didn't want her to stay at his house either.
At night, we had dinner with Francisco and evaluated the event.
He wasn't the same Francisco who argued with Pedro in the afternoon.
Ale's cousins had already left; they were going to meet Francisco next week.
I felt much more comfortable without them.
The next day, Mariana, Susana, and Omar's father were leaving.
Emi and Omar decided to travel two days later, supposedly because Omar had to close a deal in Germany.
I think he wanted to travel alone with Emi, but they really did go to Germany.
Alejandro and I went to Italy.
During the trip to Italy, which took a couple of hours, we talked about the brand's products that, if the deal closed, they would incorporate.
We talked a lot; he asked why we were so fascinated by those products.
They were really pioneers in many makeups, and their packaging, the presentation they had, beyond the quality of the products, was excellent.
"You see the presentation and it seduces you to buy them."
"It seduces you? They're just makeup."
"Yes," I said, laughing.
"And I swear I'm not one to buy everything I see."
"But your salary allows you to buy whatever you want."
"Yes, it's true, but I don't spend just because, I don't stop at every window display."
"You're different from everyone else."
"Don't think so, I like to dance, I like romantic comedies, I'm a crybaby..."
"Val, you're not a crybaby, otherwise... I would have seen you cry many times."
"I don't like being seen crying."
"I like it when you smile."
I smiled unintentionally, just because of his words.
"You have several types of smiles, the one you just did is the one I love and... generally it's not the one you give me."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Sometimes you know you have to smile and you just make a gesture, or a grimace, then you have your sincere smile, the one you give to Emi, Susana, my aunt, even my dad, and sometimes to other men, and that's when I go crazy and want to kill them."
"I don't know what you're talking about," I insisted.
"I want to be the owner of your smile, and generally, I'm the one who gets the gestures or grimaces."
"Ale, you always ask me if I'm jealous, and now you seem jealous."
"I don't think it's jealousy, I just want... to be your owner."
"You're possessive."
"I know, but I swear I'm not like this with anyone else."
"I don't want to talk about anything personal anymore because you say you're like this only with me, and the night of the event, I saw how you kissed Daniela desperately."
I bit my lip.
I have to stop telling him that, he's going to realize how much he hurt me and that will make him think I feel something for him. And knowing him, he won't stop until I confess I love him more than my own life.
That would be my end; he would either fire me or take me whenever he feels like it.
My feelings have to stay as hidden as the center of the earth.
He smiles at me again with that sexy smile that drives me crazy.
I look at the computer, trying to ignore his smile, but he moves closer to me.
I feel like running away because I don't want to receive the same kisses as Daniela. Although it's logical, why would he kiss me any differently?
He must kiss with that passion and charm, even with the prostitutes he hires.
That should be my limit.
There has to be a limit with him.
How could I have been with him after seeing him in an orgy?
I need to talk to Emi; she saw Omar in the same circumstances. Does she feel like running away?
What a shame, I saw Omar too!
They obviously handle sex differently; they take what they want.
I don't recognize myself. Ale handles any sexual situation.
He makes me lose myself in his arms. He's different from other men, so much so that he's even dangerous. Yes, he's dangerous for me, and I'll end up being a poor woman, destroyed by him.
Every time he kisses me, saying I'm unique to him, I end up believing his lies.
But now everything should have changed. I saw him, I saw him kiss her, and I'm having a fit of jealousy and rage. I'm not the only one for him, and just like they fired Daniela, he can fire me at any moment.
"I’m dying to know what you’re thinking."
I smile at him.
"This is one of those smiles you give me; it seems like there's pain underneath it."
I look at him almost scared. Does he know me that well?
He must have guessed it. He's selfish and egocentric enough to know me that well.
His hand lands on my neck, pulling me toward him.
He starts kissing me, gently, affectionately, until his anxiety takes over, and he devours my mouth. His hand moves down to my chest. I'm trembling and feel weak next to him. I want him to take me as much as he must want me right now.
But to him, that's all I am, just a moment, a sigh...
"No, Ale, stop, I don't want to and I can't, because to you, we are all the same and..."
"Baby, Val... you are different."
"Damn it, Ale! I saw you kiss her, and it hurt. It hurts that you sleep with anyone and kiss them like you kiss me, like you kissed Daniela, and caress them the same way. I can't take it, it hurts. That's why I prefer to just be your secretary!"
He's serious. I've said too much.
These are my last days by his side. I'm sure he'll fire me as soon as we land. I'm already a problem for him.
"What do you feel for me?"
"Na... nothing."
"Is that why you return my kisses and caresses as if they come from deep within you? Valeria, you wouldn't give yourself to me if you didn't feel something."
"You... attract me. You know what you do to women. I've told you... I'm just like the rest."
"Why does it hurt you if I kiss someone else like I kiss you?"
Damn it.
I look at the computer, avoiding his gaze.
"Val, look at me."
"I'm... proud and have self-respect... that's why."
My eyes fill with tears. I try to think of anything else. I don't want to cry. He'll take me, trap me, and we'll end up making love, and then he'll go to someone else.
That can't happen because I'll cry even more...
I think about makeup and some lipstick color... anything. I take a deep breath, and for now, I clear the tears from my eyes.
We were already landing. The flight attendant told us to fasten our seatbelts.
I'm trembling, my mind racing. It would be best to stay away from him, so it's not so bad if he fires me, although I wouldn't see him anymore.
On the other hand, I love being by his side as his secretary. I'm excellent at my job. I love being with him from the moment he wakes up until... he leaves at night to end up in someone else's arms.
Definitely, mine is a vicious circle, and I can't get out of it.