It's been a long time since I've been listening to small conversations from one side to the other, everyone making comments, kidding and I was taking it all in good shape, because if I took advantage of it they would make sure we're lovers. But she doesn't deserve it, and now it's enough, I'm going to put a stop to it.
When I arrived at her office, I didn't like to see her cried and still ran her hand across her face and looked at me with all the anger and hatred she was feeling at the time. Now is the time and I'm going to start over, so they're going to shut up and say nothing more about us.
― Enzo, I was out of my way, I have an appointment.
I was going to be ruthless and direct with him, after all you don't deserve one, apologies still stare at me with that naughty cheater face.
― You're fired. As of today, you are no longer part of my group and I want you to pass the Rh and get out that door, never look back. He kept looking at me and not saying a word, not least because I didn't let him. ― And say anything about Valentina, I'll process you.
I left angry and went back into her office that was messing with the papers and I go in with everything and push the chair.
― Drop everything there and let's go. Whoever wants you to do it, but you're not going to do anything.
"I can't, Enzo, I have to finish, and then they're going to talk.
― I'm sending, let's go, drop it from there.
She was contradicted and we got in the elevator together. Some people who were still there still looked and I hold on to her waist pushing her forward and looking back to see their faces.
She was right in front of me, and I was behind her, angry, from what I just knew and heard. When we got in the car, she was quiet and she ran her hands in her hair and I smiled.
― Why are you laughing?
― The face of them, when I hold you by the waist and I will say after what happened, no one ism will comment anything.
― You are crazy Enzo.
We arrived at the aparthotel and opening the car door for her who smiled and even took the flowers and handed her in her arms, she smiled.
― Thank you, they are beautiful.
― Wipe that smile off your face. I'm just playing my husband. After all, today is Valentine's Day. Happy Valentine's Day to you.
― Ours are beautiful, Enzo.
She jumped on my neck, and I stuck her waist and she looking into my eyes said: ― Sister perfect and I loved even though it was just obligation ... Husband...
― I'd love to take you dancing, but I can't travel early, so we're going to have to stay home anyway.
― No, you don't have to. I'm tired too, and I'm going to do something for dinner.
― You'd better ask. You can place the order, so they deliver.
― You'd better cook fast.
She went into the kitchen, tied her hair, took off her blazer and threw it on the table. And he came out singing and I went into the bath, and I was thinking about everything that happened and it was the best decision, in a few minutes I didn't hear noise and I sat on the edge of the bed, wondering, thinking about my life and about Valentina.
She did so well in my family.
My grandmother loves her, and she stood out so much that night that my family was here and did everything she could to make it work. She's a wonderful girl and I'm not going to let anyone hurt her.
When I got to the room, it was all dark and the music in the background.
― And where is she?
I thought as I walked around the room watching what she was doing. She did everything for my family when she was at my house. She gave love, she gave affection, she was attentive and never met a person like Valentina, she is strong, determined and knew That I was screwing that night to see what she prepared.
I still looked again at the dark room, the music in the background, the oven, she made a dough, it was gratin.
I walked to the balcony of the exposed table, with the candlelight and the wine, the glasses, shook my head, smiled. She prepared a candlelit dinner for both of us, even though she knew we weren't boyfriend and girlfriend.
"This is Valentina."
It surprises me every day.
I opened the wine, served in my glass. When I looked back, she was coming perfect, beautiful, in a pink sea dress. The first thing I realized I was without a bra. And all the smiling walked and took me the glass.
― I thought you were still taking a bath. But tell me, how was your meeting?
She looked at me, smiling, waiting for the answer. But I was so amazed at her beauty right there in front of me. And the only thing that went through my head is that today I was fucked. And I don't even know how I was going to get out of that loop.
― Let’s not talk about work, but about that night.
As she spoke and served dinner, I stood there admiring. How beautiful she is, how perfect she was.
She smiled and sat down at the table and said:
―Go, sit down, get ceremony.
I smiled and didn't believe I was getting too involved, it connected me in a way that I wasn't getting out. After half a bottle of wine, smiles. And eat the whole macaroni of noodles the two of us together.
― That way you're going to break up with me and I'm going to get too fat.
― Imagine, it's just a mass.
I went to help her get the table off the porch and put it all in.
We both had wine and the music playing. And I pulled her dancing.
― Since today is Valentine's Day, let's dance a song just the two of us.
― Are you really taking this seriously? And an ordinary day.
When she said that I couldn't take the smell of her exhaling in my nostrils and my crazy mouth to lick her skin. And I threw myself on this woman's head forgetting the contract and deals.
I snug her in my arms, smelling her. I stuck my hand under your hair and held it on your little waist. And I packed it in my arms.
When I saw myself, I was madly on her lips that touched mine so lightly. She stood on tiptoe, flexinous her arms over my neck.
And I gave myself up.
Valentina is perfect, she's wonderful. And why not? We have a contract, yes, but most of all, we have a very strong involvement. And I got carried away by the caresses of her mouth, and I took her in my arms. And by the time I realized, I was already on top of her body, right there in the living room, on the couch, and I kissed her lips biting, and raising her arms ripping off her dress, i threw away and stroked her whole body with my mouth.
My tongue slid through every part of her skin, taking full extension and I see how perfect she is. She arched her neck and got carried away. And I took it for myself, for my body, on our skins sticking to the sweat coming down.
And she crossed her legs and my waist, and I took her to bed, I lay her down and slipped my tongue, biting, taking slight bites, stroking, listening to the groans and her skin chilling.
When she passed her hands over my hair, intertwining, she groaned my name.
― Enzooooo...
I squeaking her with my lips, I didn't want her to give up, I was on fire and I needed her. And I gave myself up just as she gave herself up.