Chapter 62 The Beginning of the End
By Alejandro
We returned to the company.
Omar told Emi that he loved her.
He got scared when he realized Valeria had left and that Emi might leave too.
Both of us fell in love, and despite having had a wild sex life, recognizing that there is only one woman for whom we would give our lives is braver than I was when I sought sex in other arms, just to prove that I was in control of my life and not Valeria.
I was wrong, and Omar quickly learned from my mistake, which is why he quickly spoke of love to Emi.
I think it's perfect.
We are young, but we are no longer kids.
I, being a fool, hurt the woman I considered mine, because beyond sex, I considered her mine. I need her all the time, I want to see her face when I wake up, I want to have breakfast with her, feel her closeness. That's why I got used to her tying my tie, not because of the knot, but to feel her near.
She loved me, and I didn't see it. I didn't value her, and my father is right. Instead of winning her over, I tried to make her jealous over and over again, and I hurt her continuously.
She told me very clearly, the kiss I gave Daniela hurt her much more than when I took another woman out of my bed.
It seemed like I kissed her the same way I kissed Valeria, but it wasn't like that.
Appearances are deceiving. I gave Daniela the tools to take revenge on Valeria. Revenge was a way of saying it; Daniela enjoyed humiliating others, whether they were employees or other women, and I fulfilled that premise of Daniela's. She humiliated Valeria because I allowed and encouraged her to do so.
It was the beginning of the end, or maybe it was when, after having her for the first time, I sought another.
And every time I had her, I sought another, with any excuse.
And she left, she left me.
I sit at Valeria's computer, everything is organized, and there is a password for each company.
She had it planned.
I remember yesterday she was deeply engrossed in the computer, writing and working non-stop.
She planned it since yesterday.
I search through files, but there's nothing indicating where she is.
She resigned from being by my side.
She had to resign from the company, Susana must know something.
I entered the HR office, and there was absolute silence, although at that hour, only a few employees remained.
Susana was no longer with the company.
With each passing second, my world was falling apart, slowly but steadily, like falling into a never-ending black hole.
I went to my father's and aunt's house, the family mansion.
My aunt might know something.
There were my aunt and Susana.
It was as if they were expecting me.
"I quit."
I say as a greeting.
"Yes."
Susana confirms.
"Why didn't you call me at that moment? You didn't even tell me."
I reproach, losing my composure.
"Valeria asked me not to."
"I don't know where she is, I've been looking for her all day."
"You slept with her cousin."
"I didn't know she was Valeria's cousin."
"Alejandro, after being with her, as you always wanted, and it took you almost a year to convince her to spend a night with you, the first thing you do is go find another."
"Do you know everything about me?"
"Yes, you're an open book to us."
My aunt says.
"You're in love with her, and you show the opposite."
She continues speaking.
"I never said I loved her."
I defend myself.
"You've loved her since you met her. You never asked me to change your secretary, and you gave her a lot of power within the company. She knows as much about it as we do."
"Ale, in Spain, we watched you all the time. You were crazy about her, didn't know what to do to get her attention. You threw tantrums like a child and tried to make her jealous with Daniela, and believe me, that was the worst thing you did."
"I know."
I say, ashamed.
"Anyway, for a long time, we and even your father knew you had fallen in love with her."
"I... didn't know."
That's what I wanted to believe. Deep down, I knew the truth. I knew I couldn't breathe easy without her near.
"Where is she?"
The two women looked at each other.
"We're not going to tell you, she asked us not to."
"Is she okay?"
"Yes, as okay as she can be after finding you with another woman. That's why Valeria didn't want to spend a night with you because she knew the next day you would replace her."
"It's not like that."
"Alejandro, the next morning, she took another woman out of your bed, as she always did when you asked her. Don't say it's not like that."
"I even called that whore Valeria, and Vale confirmed it when she saw the video."
"What?"
Both of them asked me, astonished.
I told them that Valeria realized what her cousin had done.
They got even angrier with me.
Because I wasn't careful, I was putting our business in danger.
I don't think that's the case.
Vale is perfect, she figured everything out and... she saw me having sex with someone else.
If I saw her like that, I would die.
I would prefer not to go on living.
I've wanted her to be mine for a year now, not just sexually, I want her completely mine.
Valeria is so... womanly despite her young age, so wonderful, and I'm missing out on being with her, just because of my damn ego, because I'm an idiot.
I don't know what made me fall in love with her the most; obviously, the first thing I noticed were her legs, they were perfect, her whole body is wonderful, perfect, and her face is beautiful, and those cat-like eyes drove me crazy as soon as I looked at her, but her personality fascinated me, her intelligence made me admire her, her kindness made me want to take care of her, protect her, and her kisses made me need them to live.
I felt like she was a tyrant, that she bewitched me, that she enchanted me, and I got scared...
To avoid depending on her, I depended on my stupidity, and now I've lost her.
"Do you expect her not to leave when she saw you in a video with someone else?"
"She has to realize that with her, I'm... different, that I call any other woman Valeria."
"Alejandro, there's something wrong with you, no woman can stand to see the man she loves having sex with someone else. Do you expect her to stay with you?"
"Yes, I want her with me, day and night."
"Then respect her."
"She's gone, tell me where she is."
"I'm not going to do that."
"I need her, I want to marry her."
"Because your father imposed it on you?"
"No, I led the conversation so he would impose it on me, because I needed that push."
"Why didn't you propose when she stayed at your apartment?"
"Because I'm an idiot, I dedicated myself to hurting her, wounding her, and I lost her, but she's the woman of my life, and I don't want to be with anyone else ever again."
Why didn't I pamper and take care of her when I had her by my side? Instead of adoring her and showing it, I spent my time... eating out.
She even wore headphones the last few times, so she wouldn't hear me and wouldn't hear someone else enjoying with me...
Tears fall from my eyes again.
This time they were really surprised.
"Please tell me where she is. Is she at your house?"
"No, she knows my house is available to her, but she's not there."
Vale, where are you?
I went to my apartment.
I lay down on my bed, dressed, with her three thongs in my hand.
I've accepted that her skin is my prison and my paradise.
I need to have her.
Thinking that tomorrow I won't see her, that she won't come, that I won't have her, and all because of me, it's been a long time since any woman left something with me, only Valeria is the one my body longs for.
There's no woman who comes close to her beauty, even when we were in the United States, I felt I couldn't be without her.
In the end, she didn't send to change my bed.
I don't want to sleep in a bed where I've been with hundreds of women.
The problem is that I was with her in this bed too.
Why didn't I propose marriage that night?
I reproach myself for thousands of moments, situations, where I made her suffer, where I replaced her with someone else, I remember her smile, at first it was almost contemptuous and then it turned into that grimace, which I now realize was of pain.
I thought I was a god, that I could play and handle all the women I wanted, even her, who even rejected a million dollars.
The last drop burst the cup that was about to explode, and I didn't realize it.
I was left out of her life.
I close my eyes and remember her passionate kisses, thinking that I always had her love, and if I had done things right, I would have had her kisses forever.
If she knew that I even avoided kisses with occasional lovers, and if I did kiss them, I never kissed them like I kiss her.
It's impossible, with her, even my soul trembles, my body is different at her side.
I fell asleep dressed, thinking of her.
In the morning, my world fell apart when I discovered that I no longer had her, that it hadn't been a nightmare, I don't even have the sheets with her scent, just because I brought a damn whore into my bed.
I showered and got dressed, remembering the first time she didn't put my boxers on and I stood naked in front of her, she was astonished by my audacity, and I enjoyed teasing her.
She's so sweet, so delicious, so beautiful.