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—I'll be listening when you get back.
His warm smile appears on his face, he heads to the door but stops when the beautiful woman stylizes her legs, marking heels with each step she takes. She is wearing a red dress that reaches her knees and has pleats at the waist, silver heels and the same bag, on her shoulders there is a white chiffon scarf.
—Fuck brother, you won.
—Stop looking at her, please.
-I do not see anything. —He covers his eyes, walks and crashes into the door frame—. I didn't see anything, I swear.
—Go away Leone, I'll see you later.
I watch him disappear, Emily closes the door and I hold out my hand for her to take. He rubs his arm against mine, which is already bent and at his disposal. Domenico comes out and is also surprised, I annihilate him with my gaze making him jump into his truck.
-You look beautiful. —I comment when we are already inside the car that starts moving—. Did Gin help?
—There were clothes in my room that I had refused to use, and knowing that it is a luxurious place I wanted to try something different.
—Away with the sneakers?
—They are comfortable.
—You can go however you want, no one can judge you by the way you dress.
—It's a luxurious place.
-So what? It doesn't matter, as long as you feel comfortable the world is worth a shit.
With that she calms down, I put my hand against her thigh and she puts her hand on mine. We let the escorts take us to the restaurant that Domenico owns. Mía opens her doors to us when they see us jump out of the trucks, I hold her arm so we can enter the place.
The table they give us is near the bar, I could very well ask for the table that is in the more expensive private areas, but I want to be seen by the man who had been following us since we left the mansion. We both read the menu, I move around her chair until she is next to me and she removes the scarf that covers her shoulders and half of her arms.
—What do you think about establishing our conditions?
—It would be perfect, I like communication,” he comments. You start, Marino.
He brings the glass to his lips, when I turn my head Oslon enters the restaurant posing as another person with money who takes a table, the tattoos tell me what I want to know, the R remains on his middle finger of his left hand .
"I don't want you to feel sad at home, it's yours too, your home that keeps you safe for the moment," I say as my first point. I want you to let me know how you feel, your desires, your conflicts and what you need so I can give it to you. Above all, I am interested in your comfort and I will not let you have a bad time and turn a blind eye.
—I understand, I can handle that, when I gain confidence I talk up a storm.
I start laughing, in circular movements I move my glass with rum.
—Another of my conditions is that you sleep naked or in underwear in my bed —she raises her eyebrows in surprise— . I accept the one you feel most comfortable with. And as a last condition, it is your obligation to go with me to the beach house on Saturday afternoons and we return on Sunday at noon. It's my time to rest so I won't leave you at home alone.
—A house on the beach, that sounds good.
-It's your turn.
He removes the waves that fell on his shoulders, the food soon arrives and Domenico remains at a table in the corner waiting for movement to be perceived on the part of Alessio's man. Unfortunately, two join him, come to the table and chat as if they were businessmen about to make the best investment in the market.
"I want you to talk to me about your day every night, don't smoke, don't drink anything with alcohol," he points to my drink, "today is tolerated for both of us." And that we both experience in life, in the sexual sphere, as a couple, whatever. I had told you not to touch me without asking permission, but sometimes I feel the desire to see you ripping off my clothes, I am a woman of challenges from now on and my biggest challenge is to create the best foundations for something in the future.
—Okay, I'm in.
I extend my hand, she takes it and thinks I'm going to shake it. I don't, I bring his knuckles to my mouth and kiss his skin.
—You don't drink or smoke either?
