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She presses the button for the floor her penthouse suite is on, and the elevator doors open when we arrive. Goran is posted outside her room and cocks a brow when he sees me. Fuck, the more I’m around this guy, the more I don’t like him. I’m fucking convinced that he’s secretly in love with my wife.
“I’ve already checked out the suite, Miss Eset. Everything is clear.”
“Good. Thank you, Goran,” Eset tells him as we approach the door, but I have to add something here.
“Goran, I think it’s time you call Eset Mrs. Ramirez since she’s a married woman now.” I look right at him, and Eset looks up at me for a brief moment.
Goran looks at my wife, almost like he’s asking for her confirmation. “I am a Ramirez now, Goran. Do as my husband says.”
Mmm, yes, I think there’s a definite possibility we’re getting physical tonight. The more Eset speaks, the more she turns me on.
Chapter Sixteen
Eset
If I’m being honest, the way Santos shoved me to the ground earlier tonight and told me to stay down made me view him in a different light. In my eyes, it’s like he was more worried about my life than his own, and that’s all a woman can ever hope for in a husband. I don’t think I knew until that moment that Santos actually gave a damn about me. I mean, I know he had some sort of connection with me since we first met, but I purely thought it was only about our marriage arrangement. Sure, he’s kind to me, and he makes me laugh on occasion, but I only viewed it as surface level until today.
It’s a bit ironic that since we’re married, I’m developing feelings for the man. I felt affection toward him and viewed him in a good light, but I don’t think I really have been invested until now. I’m more willing now to see how our life can authentically go than I was before, but maybe it’s because I’ve never really been in a relationship. Santos is my first real one, even though it might not seem like it from the outside. I’m always so put together, so methodical. I weigh every option, and I’m the kind of woman who takes charge. Does it really seem to the outside world that I’m the type of woman who’s never been kissed before Santos, has never been in a relationship, or has never even had sex? I know it seems crazy.
Now we’re walking into my penthouse suite side by side, and I don’t know what other doors are going to be opened tonight. I see the desire in Santos’ eyes, and I wonder if he knows I’m just as interested as he is in exploring what we can be together… but there’s something he needs to know before I pull the trigger. I have to tell him I’m a virgin, and while it’s going to be uncomfortable, it needs to be done. There’s no other way around it.
“Care for a drink?” I question him, knowing there are at least a couple more bottles of champagne in the fridge.
“Actually, yes,” Santos confirms.
I head over to the refrigerator and pull out one of the bottles of champagne. Within a few moments, the cork pops out, and I grab two champagne flutes, pouring the bubbly liquid into each of them. I hand Santos a glass while I take one for myself.
“To our future, may it be as blossoming as every day between us,” Santos states, and I find myself smiling at his words. We clink our glasses together and take our respective sips.
“Are you doing okay after what happened tonight?” Santos questions, and I take in a deep breath.
“I’m rattled, naturally, but I’m okay. As a woman who sees every sort of thing that can be thrown my way, I was shocked an assassination attempt took place at my wedding.”
“Me too. I thought our security was on par, but it looks like there could’ve been room for improvement.”
“Yes, you’re right. In the morning, when we head over to the location, we’ll find out more. I’m curious to know if this man was someone on the catering staff, worked for the museum, or was on our guest list. There are so many options. At least research is being done on the gun in the meantime, and some of my brother’s men are roughing him up through the night for us. Maybe by morning, he’ll be willing to speak and not waste our fucking time.” I shake my head, growing more aggravated by the moment, so I take another sip of my champagne. I really need it right now to settle my nerves.
“We’ll get to the bottom of it, I assure you.” I’ve never trusted promises made by men unless they were my brothers, though Santos is showing me time and time again that he can be trusted. Sure, I won’t trust him as much as my brothers for quite a while, but he’s well on his way to earning my trust more and more each day.
“I know we will, and we’ll handle it however we need to.” I nod, confirming. In the back of my mind, I’m trying to figure out the reason for there to even be an attempt made against me. Could it be Santos’ father’s doing? Could it be something with my own father? Again, the possibilities are endless.
“Yes, we will.” Santos reaches out for me again, running his fingertips along the fabric over my hip. His fingers glide against the pearl beads, and he takes a bit of the fabric between his fingers, rubbing the delicate material together. “I don’t know if I’ve actually said this yet, but you look phenomenal. I mean, you look great all the time, but today you really look amazing. You’re show-stoppingly beautiful, Eset.”
I smile at his kind words, noticing the desire in his eyes. Deep in my center, I feel a warmth I’ve never felt before, and I know where this is going to lead. “Santos, I need to tell you something.” The only way I can do this is if I just come out with it. There isn’t going to be another way around the situation.
“You can tell me anything.” Santos’ beautiful eyes bore into mine, and I take another sip of my champagne for a little courage.
“I want to go further with you tonight, but I’ve never done this before. So, I’ll need you to go slow.”
Santos doesn’t say a word for a moment. “You mean to tell me that you’ve never had sex before?”
I nod. “I’ve never been in a relationship before you.”
“I see.” That’s all I get from him as he turns his head, but I’m sure he’s probably just processing what I’ve told him.
“I was never preoccupied with finding love. I knew at some point I’d have to marry someone, so I saved myself for that. My father sort of drilled it into me that I’d be worthless if I was ‘used up’, as he would put it.”
Santos whips his head back in my direction. “There is no shame in exploring your sexuality. None whatsoever.” He immediately jumps to my defense, and it causes a warm feeling to shoot through my stomach. I think these are what people refer to as butterflies, but again, I’ve never experienced them before. “I’m not going to lie to you. The fact you’ve saved yourself for marriage is a huge turn-on. I… fuck, that’s so hot, Eset. I’ll go as slow as you need me to, but damn, I want to ravish your body bit by bit.” Santos licks his lips as he looks me up and down. There’s something different in his eyes now, it’s stronger than desire, but it’s not something I know.
