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“Please, Papi.” I gently squeeze his arm, “Anyone but Hector.”
“You know this is what needs to be done.” He pats my hand condescendingly. “Be a good girl and don’t ruin the happiest day of your life.”
three
LUCIA
Three Months Ago
Today marks three months to the day that I have been Hector’s wife. There was no honeymoon. No euphoric newlywed bliss. This is a marriage of convenience, pushing him closer to the thing he truly wants from my father—his empire.
For me, it’s been three months of straight fucking hell. Day after day of learning that it’s my job to be seen and not heard, to bow to the men who work for my husband, and to serve their every need. For Jorge and Guillermo, tending to their needs generally involves the use of my cunt or mouth.
I guess I should be grateful that Hector hasn’t yet made that an option for the any of the other men who serve him.
It wasn’t exactly a surprise when I found myself pregnant last month. Being fucked several times a day by a few men, it was bound to happen. While Hector is more than willing to share my cunt with Guillermo and Jorge, I quickly learned that his accommodating nature didn’t carry over to my womb. It took two weeks for the bruises from the beating that ensued to heal.
Shame on me for allowing his men to knock me up.
My opinion on the fetus inside me was inconsequential. Hector decided for me. As he told the doctor, ‘A child doesn’t fit our marriage right now.’ For the sake of my own survival, I nodded in agreement as he signed my name on every form required to terminate my pregnancy.
Removing the unwanted child from me wasn’t enough though. Hector needed to ensure this wouldn’t be a recurring problem, leaving me to wake up alone in a hospital bed learning that he had also had my uterus removed without my consent.
Although, it’s not like my consent matters.
The only good that has come of it is the reprieve I’ve received from their unwanted touches. While my recovery time stopped no one from expecting me to wait on them and ensure they had food on the table, it did stop them from taking my body at their discretion—almost. For two weeks, I’ve managed to get by on a handful of blow jobs, but the way Guillermo is looking at me, I know that my reprieve is quickly coming to an end.
I’ve been keeping myself busy in the kitchen, hoping that if I stay out of sight, I’ll make it through one more night. Cleaning the counter for the fifth time tonight, my attention is drawn to light flirtatious laughter at the front door. Curiosity gets the better of me, and I poke my head through the doorway to peer down the hallway. Hector has a petite brunette with enormously fake tits pressed against the wall, and he’s teasingly nipping along her neck.
“Is this what we’re doing now?” I’ve been holding back nearly every thought for three months and these words escape my lips. I’m not upset he’s with another woman. Not in the slightest. He could fuck every woman in Mexico for all I care. I just wish he’d release me before he does it.
“Who’s that?” The brunette lightly pushes Hector from her when she sees me.
“No one, mi amor,” he says the words against her lips, his eyes locked on mine.
“I’m his wife.” The words fly from my mouth. I can’t even fathom why I said them because they mean nothing. I am, and will only ever be, Hector’s wife on paper.
My words light a fire in him, and he storms down the hallway as though he is fueled with ire. His hand wraps around my throat, and he squeezes viciously hard, fully cutting off my ability to breathe. Hovering over me, his nostrils flare with each heated breath that blows over my face.
“Just when I think you’re learning your place, you find it necessary to open that fucking whorish mouth of yours.” Clawing desperately at his hand, I try to free the vise from my neck as my vision begins to blur, but I hear Hector clear as day when he whispers in my ear. “You are fucking nothing to me. The only reason you’re still here is your fucking father. The moment he finally fucking dies, you are no longer my problem.”
He releases his hold on me, and I crumple to the floor. Sucking air into my burning lungs, he looms over me as though he feels the need to drive home how he dominates me.
“I’m so sorry, jefe.” Guillermo barges into the hallway. “I left her alone for just a minute. I didn’t realize you had come home.”
Hector wraps his arm around the waist of the brunette and begins to lead her up the stairs before leaning over the banister and addressing Guillermo, “Do whatever it fucking takes to keep her quiet for the night. I don’t want to see or hear her. Understood?”
“Si, jefe.”
Guillermo hovers over top of me, waiting for Hector to make his way upstairs with his company. Staring down at me with a devilish grin on his face, he slips his fingers around my throat and lifts as he commands, “Get up, Lucia.”
As much as I want to fight back, I know it will only make things worse for me. Laughter echoes down the stairwell. The jovial sound a stark contrast to evil I know is about to be subjected on me.
“Are you listening to me because you missed my cock?” Guillermo’s retched breath blows over my face as he leans in to nip at my neck. “Because I sure as fuck have missed that cunt of yours these past two weeks.”
His grip firm on my wrist, he drags me through the house and to his room at the back of the house. Pulling me through the threshold, he closes and locks the door behind me.
“Clothes off and bend over the bed,” he commands as his fingers fidget with the buckle of his belt. He pulls it from the loops of his pants, grips the buckle, and begins wrapping the leather around his fist. “First, you get a lesson about disrespecting the boss. Then, I’m going to fuck your cunt, your mouth, and that tight little ass.”
