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The memory of my children plagues my mind, I did not wear those huge and heavy jewelry for fear of hurting them with the metal or hurting them from the stones that the jewelry could bring. I guess that's something I shouldn't worry about.
On the other hand, I open the bag that contains a large set of black lingerie with lace and harnesses that hang down the thighs, a babydoll is also inside and it is wine red. The last bag contains a flowing white dress with fluffy sleeves, a great bodice to feel comfortable in, and I'm surprised Salvatore didn't give me a super sexy or extravagant dress.
Ultimately all this stays with me.
—This is great, although I will wear the dress with the sneakers, I don't want the heels.
—You hate heels.
—They are torturers.
I separate the dress with the sneakers and a couple of accessories that I can accompany myself with. When I finish, I approach so I can kiss him, joining my body with his, which is covered in the fine fabrics his suit is made of. It is custom made, it fits perfectly, highlighting his muscles, I like that he wears the cuffs of his shirt halfway up his arm because the flowers with the runes stand out against his dark skin.
He's not white as a wall, he has that tan that I like, that beard that has been manipulated before I woke up because he is even. I detail his entire face seeing how impeccable he looks.
—You're going to take the lingerie, it's the one you're going to model for me at night, Emily.
—It's my birthday, that would be giving you a gift.
“It is not and will not be like that,” he caresses the sides of my torso with his fingers. You said that a man had taken away your confidence, made you feel undesirable and unwilling to show yourself again. When you model that for me, your gift will be to be admired, desired, and praised by my gaze as happened at thePrincipessa club—my heart races. What was it you said to yourself in the bathroom before meeting me?
I rest my hands against his chest, his breathing is slow.
—That no one was going to love me, that I was disgusted by everything I had done with him and that no man was going to see me with desire or love ever again.
—You sabotaged yourself, you know that.
—Yes, it doesn't feel good.
—I know,princessa, that's why I want you to feel good wearing what you want, I want you to feel comfortable with your body and how it looks in different clothes that you can display only with me —he nibbles my chin—. You are going to model for yourself, to feel big, beautiful, while some vile whore is praising you trying to beg you to pay a little attention to him.
—You want my attention, huh?
—All your attention, now just get changed, we want to have breakfast and break the cake with you—he gives my butt a light slap. David is waiting.
—Okay, I'll be down.
He kisses me one last time and leaves, leaving me alone in the room. I take back the lingerie with the lace dress for the night, I had not been able to wear something like that for fear of looking too vulgar and although I liked vulgarity, a certain enemy person said that a lady should always be a lady even in bed.
It's funny to see how hypocritical people are, because while he said that, he always asked me to do obscenities for him, to please him without me caring. I stop thinking about that, I put everything in its respective place remembering which side is mine in the closet. There are few things, really, when I left the apartment I shared with Fabian, I didn't drink much, I was buying my own since we broke up and it was what David brought for me.
I finish getting ready and leave ready to meet everyone in the living room, I am surprised that in the middle of the table there are an infinite number of arrangements, the tulips are combined to make a good harmony on the table and within these arrangements there are threads that are holding the balloons. There are five balloons in total, each one with each letter of my name.
I jump when I see David, he spins me around on my feet and walks me over to the table that's covered in more gifts. On the other hand, she gives me a box full of letters that my children made and on the other hand, a star-shaped brooch with pearls that I love. They fill me with sweets and desserts until Salvatore stops them because he knows I'm going into a crisis.
These are too many gifts.
—Congratulations Emily.
Domenico hugs me and kisses my cheek, I also kiss him back on the cheek and then catch Trixi in my arms and he hands me a canvas, he made a drawing where I am in the shape of a stick in front of a big house full of flowers and colors.
—Congratulations Emily.
—Thank you my little one.
I lower it and put the canvas aside, I receive Leone in my arms who smiles openly.
—Congratulations Fiore.
