Revenge And Love Against My Mafia Ex-Husband
Chapter 11

Safely on the yacht, leaving in memory a bad adventure because of the mysterious sea currents, after I left comforted by my friend Mia, who cleaned my wounds, I decided to go to bathe, to remove the sweat of fear and try to rinse those bitter memories mixed with the sweet kisses that raised my desire. I don't understand why humans had to complicate everything, because we can't succumb to our passions without being afraid of what people will say or to leave a bad impression, even more complicated for women, if we take the initiative we risk to pass as easy and no guy will want to marry a tramp or there is the other extreme that if we don't do anything our man can go with another one who will secure him, An old woman said that men only want us for the bed, it may be true in a way, what happens is that if the loved one does not provoke desire or the desire is not satiated, that would be like a brotherly relationship, but not a couple, another thing is those who only like a bird that eat and fly.

I go into the bathroom, I take off that uncomfortable wetsuit that I'm sure I'm going to throw away, I open the shower and the cold of the water makes me erase the image of Angelo, everything is fine until the door opens, because I forgot to lock it, it's him, he pretends to be ashamed, slowly covering his eyes, at the same time that I cover my special areas, although I can surely see everything, I block myself, my mind is disconnected, while he thought he was in a good mood and also enters without clothes to take a bath with me, saying to me:

-I've been needing someone to rub my back for a long time, it's very difficult to rub it well on my own.

I wanted to rub it, for a moment I see him and I imagine giving free rein to my desires, I contemplated him imagining being in his arms, but cowardice wins me over, I am not capable, I am afraid, so I better get out wrapped in the towel, I think I still have soap on my body, he tells me: "wait, don't go, don't leave, don't go, don't go, don't go, don't go, don't go, don't go, don't go, don't go, don't go, don't go:

-wait, don't go, come on, I'll give you a good bath.

I turn around shouting at him:

-Don't think I'm a slut, respect me, you can't go into a girl's bathroom without her permission, that makes you a pervert.

I run to my room, when I enter I slip because in the confusion I didn't wear flip-flops, I went face first, luckily Mia who was waiting for me there thirsty for gossip, she caught me, telling me: "Oops, they left you in the bathroom!

-I was so weak and dizzy," she said to me.

I comforted her by hugging her and replying:

-No, I was very upset that he invaded my privacy.

I thought your relationship was already going to another level," she asks me with her friend's curiosity, I choose my words to answer her:

-I don't think I'm capable, I love him, it's just that I feel that there's something strange about him, it's as if I already know him, and besides, I'm thinking about my companies and those attacks, I feel like I'm going to suffocate, I don't have time to be involved in

romances.

-I don't believe you, I know you well, you're afraid, you're afraid of falling in love," says Mia, hitting the nail on the head, forcing me to answer her tersely: -yes it's true, I'm afraid not only because I've never been with a real man, but also because bad things happen to the people I love, I don't deserve this.

She hugs me, my best friend, almost my sister, faithful and correct, she kisses me on the forehead and says to me:

-get over it, leave the past behind, take off your traumas, like an old dress, throw them under your feet, step on them like cockroaches, turn them to dust, by the way I brought you a souvenir that can help you, -she hands me a mysterious box and leaves smiling. Curiosity overcomes me, uncovering the gift, it turns out that it's full of strange things, some balls joined together, a little tube that when I picked it up I accidentally activated it and it started to vibrate, I shouted throwing it against the wall, I continued seeing that series of coloured tubes, underwear that doesn't cover anything, masks, handcuffs, I think it must be to kidnap him, it can't be, Mia, I don't need that! I see a large object, I examine it with both hands and deduce that it is like a phallus made of silicone, it smells good, my curiosity forces me to bring it close to my nose and precisely Angelo enters, alerted by my scream, being surprised by these artifacts that I clumsily try to hide under the covers, feeling my face burn with shame I look at myself in the bedroom mirror seeing myself red as a tomato, what will he think, that I am a nymphomaniac pretending to be shy, that I am the personification of the underhanded, I lower my gaze trying to hide my shame and I see a whip lying on the floor, As I try to kick him under the bed, I slip again, tangling myself in the towel, falling this time into his strong arms and again naked, I feel with my breasts the hairs on his pecs Angelo is also wrapped in a small towel that only covers his hips, I look at him going over it like a flash, I see how that towel threatens to fly away, shame overcomes me, I wanted to faint, I wish the yacht would open up and swallow me again, I bend down covering myself, awkwardly looking for the towel, wanting to hide what he already saw several times, I replace it at last, but because Angelo reaches it to me, he only tells me:

-let's go to dinner, come down in five minutes.

I wanted to grab him out of an impulse of unconsciousness, and when I took a few steps I slipped on one of those toys, it can't be today I have the clumsiness rebounded although this time guided by my screams he turned around while I fall on top of him making him lose his balance and without wanting to I tear the towel trying to grab him so as not to fall, resulting in both of us lying down, naked what a horror, me on top, we laugh, first nervously and then really, his laugh I love it, I feel his breath and it's as if he sends me electric rays that turn me on and magnetic that attract me his lips, in an uncontrolled way we kiss, our lips again caress each other trying to merge, to taste each other, fighting with bites, begging to be one.

I wished that instant would last forever, he didn't want to let things go up a level, although Angelo tried several times, I prevented him, I still didn't feel capable, I needed time, I don't know how much, maybe until I'm an old lady and to kiss him I have to take off my tooth box, thus avoiding the problem of unintentionally biting him, I was sure Angelo wouldn't have the patience to wait for that, he would surely sleep with thousands of women when he came back from the walk, unburdening his desires in other bodies, maybe imagining my face, remembering my kisses, he would look for one with a body similar to mine, one with my complexion, after all he would return to Colombia, where beautiful women abound.

I kept kissing him trying to control myself not to succumb to his desires, I remembered Mia's advice and in my mind I accepted him again, after all what could I expect, that a beautiful millionaire boy would wait to have s*x until after marriage, and what would he think when he found out that she was married for the one she waited so long for and moreover she was not a virgin because according to her she was raped by her uncle who is an old man with a kind face? I think it's a lie like those who say they lost their virginity because of a fall, or that they got pregnant in a swimming pool or by sitting in a public bath; the memory of my disgusting uncle stops me, I decided to stop, I push him away seeing his face of anguish, desperation and bewilderment, he looks like a little boy about to throw a tantrum, he tells me:

-don't be mean, come on, I won't hurt you, don't leave me like this.

I see him and my throat fills with sighs, maybe I should throw myself headlong into his game, it must be like when I go to the dentistry, closing my eyes waiting for it to pass quickly, remaining with the satisfaction that it has passed, I feel like in the cartoons in those parts where a little angel appears on the doll's shoulder exhorting him to act well and in the other part a little devil comes out of a dark cloud, an imp who urges him to commit sins, but what a sin it could be to be with that man I desire so much, maybe I was only repressing myself guided by archaic customs invented to avoid the proliferation of creatures without parents or diseases, I was being a philosopher instead of bringing out my scientific side, my wild side and experimenting, giving myself entirely to him, body and soul, more body than soul, then I bit my lips in a symbol of breaking my limitations and I threw myself overboard throwing my traumas, I kissed him filling him with astonishment that became pleasure, I felt that his hands wanted to make a map on my skin with a path that went towards my interior, this time I didn't stop him I let him do with me what he wanted, in this moment I would be his woman and he my male.