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Lauro.

Colorful hands wandered around my naked body as they entered the room first

rays of the sun. Through bare eyelids I could barely see the slender fingers that clenched tightly

on my chest. I moaned and spread my legs wide as he slipped between them.

Our lips met for the first time, and his delicate and firm lips stroked mine slowly.

He didn't use his tongue, he embraced mine with his, slowly savoring their taste. I was

impatient with this slow torture, and at the same time aroused in me the excitement that

it bored in my lower abdomen, more and more clearly giving me a signal that it was time to release this tension.

His hips brushed my thigh, and I felt his hard and ready member. Fingers

tangled with mine and clenched when I put my tongue in his mouth, he answered immediately,

rubbing at me. He was subtle, he did it rhythmically and with affection. Then I raised my hips slightly,

and he, without waiting for another invitation, entered my ready wet measure. I cried

loudly, muffled by a kiss, and his body tensed above me. Nach's face shifted

on the neck he bitten, licked and kissed gently, lazily entering and leaving me...

" Either you have a nightmare or you're just having sex, " I heard his quiet in my head

I murmured and opened my eyes.

He lay next to me slightly sleepy and smiled brightly. After a while he closed his eyes

and he turned slightly, taking his hand off me.

- So sex or a nightmare? - I was silent. - After a shout I conclude that sex. - He opened

one eye looking at me. - With me or with Massim? - His green look carefully

studied my reaction to his words.

" With you, " I answered thoughtlessly, which totally surprised him.

- I was good? He asked with an insolent expression.

" Delicate, " I sighed, turning on my back. - Very delicate. -

I stretched myself.

There was silence and I closed my eyes again, trying to wake up in peace. After a while

the sexy image of departing sleep was replaced by the events of last night. I felt like someone

he punched my diaphragm with all my strength, and my breath caught in my throat at the thought of a dead man

in my bedroom. I swallowed and when I opened my eyes I saw him hanging over me

Nacha.

- Everything's okay? He asked, grabbing my wrist again.

- How do you know this guy wanted to kill me? - Slightly numb I looked at him when

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counted the next seconds.

- Maybe because when I started to choke him, he was standing by your bed with a syringe of fluid that

would cause you a major heart attack. I suspect they wanted to fake a natural death. -

He released his hand and brushed my hair from my sweaty forehead. - Do you know this man?

- How did you see something in such darkness and where did you come from in the room? -

I asked when I realized what he had said.

" That moron first came to me... What an amateur... " He shook his head. - So

when he left and I was still breathing, I knew it was about you. I put on my night vision device

and I followed him. - He sat on the bed. - Do you know who that was?

" I don't remember what he looked like, " I said.

He reached for the phone and showed me a picture of the corpse, I felt weak.

" It's Rocco, " I choked, covering my mouth with my hands. - Massima security guard. - To the eyes

tears came to me. - My husband is trying to kill me? - I couldn't believe what I was saying.

- I would love it to be so, but I don't think so.

He rose and stretched.

- Someone bribed him and I think I will find out who today. - He stood by the window, then

he pushed open the window and opened it, and fresh ocean air entered the room. -

If you died, it would mean war, so my father's enemies could very well be

Rocca clients.

I jumped out of bed and faced him, burning from the inside almost tangible

anger.

" Apparently no one can appear on the island without your family's consent, " I screamed.

- Apparently you know everything. - My hands clenched into fists. - Fuck you know -

I growled and turned around, came through the door and then through another to find it after a while

on the beach.

I sat on the porch stairs and tears filled my eyes; roared. It was not crying but

sheer despair, which was more like a howling wild animal than the sounds they make

people. I banged my hands on the wooden stairs until I felt pain in them. Then Nacho

he passed me without a word dressed in foam fastened on his back and holding the board under his arm, went

towards the water. I watched her leave and after a while throw her on the water and disappear after another wave.

He was insolent, and when the conversation wasn't going his way or he heard something he didn't like,

He fled. Or was there something he didn't want to tell me?

I went back inside and made a cup of tea, sat down at the table and started looking around

around the room. It was one open space with a small kitchen, a living room in which

stood a large fireplace, and above it hung a TV set and a dining room. The whole was very minimalistic,

but earth's dominant colors gave the impression of home-like warmth. At the door leaning

a board stood against the wall, another in the corner next to the dining room. I looked around and found that there were them

a few more. They hung on hangers or stood in a rack. Some, probably old, made

there were furniture: a bench, a table, a shelf. The colorful carpets on the wooden floor came alive

room, and huge soft sofas encouraged to rest. On three sides of the house window

they overlooked the ocean. The whole house was surrounded by a terrace around it.

I opened the fridge and was surprised to find that it was full of food. There was no

it is possible that he planned to come here... Or maybe? I took out the vacuum packed

meats, cheese, eggs and a few other things, getting to breakfast. When

I finished and set everything on the table, looked for the bathroom. She was next to the bedroom door

in which we spent the night. I took a shower and, wrapped in a towel, went to the closet I had

I saw next to the bed. I opened it and discovered an unusual order. I pulled one out

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from Nach's colorful T-shirts and put it on, then returned to the bathroom. I stood

at the sink and took a toothbrush that stood on it. I dug later

all cabinets in search of another, but after a few minutes I considered myself defeated.

- There's only one. I turned and saw Nacha dripping and standing

in the threshold only in boxers. Unfortunately, they were white and wet, and as a result, completely

transparent. He came to me when I turned towards the sink and stood behind me.

- We'll have to change body fluids. - Reflection of cheerful green eyes

in the mirror distracted my attention from my crotch.

I unscrewed the water, put the paste on the colored bristles and put them in my mouth. After what

I bowed my head and, without looking at his reflection, began to brush my teeth.

" Like marriage, " I heard an amused voice and when I looked up to orient myself

what he meant, I saw Bald completely naked getting into the shower.

The brush fell out of my mouth and hit the stone surface, flowing down from my mouth

the paste looked like foam rolled from the mouth of an angry animal. As soon as it was

possible, I looked at the black granite sink and rinsed my mouth. Inclined, I considered

your location and the ability to get out of this situation as soon as possible. He washed

brush and put it in the cup in which it stood, then looking away from the shower,

I went towards the door. I was already grabbing the door handle when the sound of water stopped.

- Do you know why you run away from me like that? He asked, and I heard his sound

wet feet on the floor. - Because you're scared. I snorted and turned to him. He was standing right next to him.

- You?! With a mocking smile, I looked him straight in the eye as he wrapped his hips

towel. In my mind, I breathed a sigh of relief: thank God for covering him.

- Myself. His eyebrows rose, and he bowed slightly toward me. - You stopped

trust yourself and prefer to prevent than to do something that you feel more and more.

I took a step back, but he took one step forward, once again stepped back, but he followed

me. With every centimeter I panicked, because I knew that in a moment

I will feel the door on my back. I hit the wood with my back, here they are; I was trapped. We stood like that

in silence, surrounded only by faster breathing.

" I'm pregnant, " I whispered senselessly, and he shrugged as if to give me one

sign that he doesn't care at all.

Nach's hands rested on both sides of my head and his face was found

dangerously close to mine. Green happy eyes pierced me through, making me

I was starting to tremble.

Then came the unexpected rescue - the sound of his rhythmically ringing cell

diluted the atmosphere thickening from hormones. I shifted a little, enabling him

opening the door and entering the room. He picked it up and went out soft

armchair next to the entrance.

" Tomorrow, " he growled dispassionately, sitting next to me at the table. - They'll come tomorrow

Sicilians... Please, give me yogurt. - His hand hung at the height of my face when

waited for me to complete my request. - Thanks. He raised slightly and grabbed a bowl of white ointment.

I sat stiffly as if struck by lightning, and in my head for joy I was spinning tops. Tomorrow

I will see Black, hug me tomorrow and take me away. I couldn't stand it, I jumped up

from the spot and after a short hug Nacha, jumping up, I started running like crazy. Spaniard

he just shook his head and continued to apply the yogurt to the cereal. I opened the door and then ran out

soft, still cool sand. I jumped on it for a while, finally fell back, staring

in the blue clear sky.

He'll come for me, get along with them and everything will be as before. But are you sure?

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I sat down and looked toward the house, where Nacho was leaning against the door frame, with a bowl of cereal in his hand

wearing only colorful surf shorts. His tattooed body was relaxed, and he

he calmly chewed on every bite without taking his eyes off me. Will after meeting this

kid trapped in a man's body will I be able to just come back?

We stared at each other, for unknown reasons, unable to take our eyes off each other.

Then I felt gurgling and fumbling down my stomach. I grabbed him with both hands

and I started to stroke, silencing the sounds. It wasn't the first time my son admonished me

reminding you of your existence. I got up, brushed the sand off my body and headed for

verandas.

- Maybe we go swimming? Nacho smiled brightly as he set down the bowl. - I will teach

swim on a board with an oar, Amelia told me you wanted to. - He grabbed my shoulders

and pressed them lightly. - Don't worry, you're safe.

He treated me in plural for the first time. I looked at him and he nodded slowly

head.

- I don't have a costume. I shrugged apologetically.

- Well, this is not a problem here, it is not alive within a few dozen kilometers

spirit.

I tapped my head and shook her with disapproval.

- You can swim in clothes or just foam, I'll find you a little one. - He entered the house. -

Besides, I've already seen you naked! He shouted, disappearing around the corner.

I stared at the point where it melted and shook my head in terror

moments when this could occur. I went into the kitchen massaging my temples and wondered

biting his lower lip nervously.

" The first night, " he replied, as if he were reading my mind. - Well, I didn't expect

that you won't have underwear under your dress. - He hung the foam in the chair next to me. - You have

sweet pussy - he whispered with a smile, leaning over me and walking towards the sink.

- This is not funny. I jumped up and screamed at him

finger. " This joke doesn't amuse me at all, Marcela. "

He put the dishes on the cabinet and turned toward me, folding his arms in the cage.

- Who said it was a joke? He narrowed his eyelids and after a few seconds of waiting,

like a puma, he shortened the distance in one leap, standing next to me and embracing his arms tightly. -

I couldn't deny myself when you were unconscious. - His green eyes moved around

my face from mouth to eye. - You were so wet. He poked my nose with his lower lip. -

You came loud and long, even though you slept soundly on the measures I gave you.

I fucked you half the night... You're so tight... " He moved us, leaning my back against the fridge.

- I put it on you slowly and gently, so in a dream you knew how I was. - His crotch

began to rub rhythmically against my side.

I listened to what he was saying and felt an explosion of terror rising within me. numb

the meaning of his words I stood like a pole dug into the ground, which has no chance of movement. To the eyes

tears came to me at the thought of cheating on my husband. I didn't do it knowingly, but it mattered

fact, I wasn't pure anymore. And in addition his son was tainted. He won't survive this.

More waves of fear poured through me, and at one point I felt he was doing me

poorly. Nacho saw this despair and let me go, backing away a bit.

- I'm a good liar, huh? He grinned and I felt the urge to kill. this

together he did not manage to dodge when my open hand slammed him on the cheek

his head bounced back.

" Awesome, " I growled, taking the marshmallows and walked toward the soft legs

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bathrooms.

I wore a sleeveless shirt where I slept and put on the foam. No

I could believe how easy I got into it. I cursed under my breath and banged my hands on

everything that falls.

Shaking my head in disbelief, I stood in front of the mirror and lowered it earlier

half-body suit, because from this fury I was hot. I knit two on my head

braids and cremated my face. What a jerk, I thought, snorting.

Nacho was spreading something on the porch, wearing only tight blue pants with

plastic material. The sight of his little butt, turned towards me, begged for good

criminal kick.

" I can't advise you, " he said when I was swinging my foot. - Take wax and lubricate.

I knelt down next to him, picked up a small disk and tried to look at what he was doing

imitate him.

- What are we doing this for? I asked, waving my hand.

- So you don't fall. I don't have board shoes for you, so I prefer not to risk it. -

He hesitated and turned towards me. - But you can swim?

Outraged I made a sulky face, which only amused him even more.

" I have a junior lifeguard patent, " I said proudly.

- I think it's medical. He sarcastically retorted and set the board vertically, dropping it

wax. - Enough. Ready to learn?

He grabbed both boards under his arm and headed for the water.

" There are a few things you must remember, " he said when we arrived and he quit

boards for sand.

The theoretical instruction was short and quite laconic, as was the activity I had

to perform, it didn't seem complicated.

Fortunately, there were no high waves, but Nacho explained that there are hours

in which they appear and disappear, just like the wind. The Canary Islands were weird

predictable and it would seem possible to tame. Completely different than mine

companion.

After a few or even a dozen baths in the salty ocean, I finally got it

it comes with balance. My eyes stung and I felt like vomiting because I got drunk on water,

which didn't taste good, but I was proud and happy. Nacho didn't rush me, he swam

next to him, his muscular arms sweeping the water away.

- Bend your knees and don't stand sideways to the wave. - I heard his golden advice,

when one of the waves came swiping me off the board.

I fell into the water and panicked. It was quite deep and I lost track of where

is the top and where the bottom. I tried to swim, but another wave rolled and spun me again

Underwater.

I felt under my breasts how slender hands wrap around me and stretch out on

surface. I was choking, not the first time today when he leaned me on the board.

- Fine? He asked, excited, and I nodded agreement. - We're back at

edge.

" But I don't want to, " I choked between coughs. - It's cool and finally I have the opportunity

swim.

I crawled, sat astride a wide board and stuck in disappointment

her eyes as he clung to her side floated on the water. The sun was shining, warming me, and wonderful

the views of the long black beaches made me worry.

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- Please. - I made a sweet face that didn't work at all. - You owe me that

it's a vile lie.

I put an oar on him and stood up.

He laughed and jumped on his board, swimming away a piece.

- How confident are you that I lied? He asked, being far enough away that I didn't have one

opportunities to divide him again. - You have a small birthmark on your right buttock, looks like a burn,

where did it come from

Hearing this, I staggered, almost falling into salty depths. How the hell did he know?

about a scar? I didn't wear thongs because I didn't have them in the drawer

with cotton barchans. Angry, I started paddling as possessed, trying to catch up with him,

and when he saw the chase, he fled. We were chasing each other like children until I finally felt like

exhausting it is a sport, and I turned back to the beach.

I unfastened the board from the ankle and left it in the water, going ashore. I unzipped the zipper

on my back and I pulled the foam halfway, and when I got on the porch, I took it off completely,

hanging on the prepared stake.

Nacho came out of the ocean and, carrying boards, walked to the house, leaning them on the balustrade.

He looked up and looked at me with his mouth open, a sly smile replacing the expression

a face I haven't seen yet. I looked around, wondering what had made him like this

stupor, and only when I looked down did I understand. I put white under the coverall

the t-shirt I slept in the night before, and the one when it got wet, completely

He shone through.

" Start running away, " he said seriously, not taking his green wild eyes off

my sticking nipples.

I took a step back and he ran after me. I turned behind the house and hurried myself

to escape. Then he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him with one move

the tongue slipped into my mouth without any warning. He released his hand and took my face in his hands,

kissing greedily. I don't know why I couldn't defend myself, I didn't want to, I couldn't

or maybe I just wanted him. My hands dangled limply along the body when

his tongue danced with mine and his lips passionately but gently caressed each other. passed

the next seconds, and I stood with my head turned up, feeling my stomach rise

wave of desire. Abruptly, I closed my mouth and he stopped and rested his forehead against mine,

clenching his eyes.

" Sorry, I couldn't stand it, " he whispered, drowned out by the rising wind.

- I see. There was irritation in my voice. - Let me go.

He took his hands, and without a word I turned and went towards the door. My knees were shaking

and the remorse that appeared in my head in a second took away the ability to breathe.

I do my best. I'm in the middle of nowhere with the killer who kidnapped me and I'm cheating on me

a husband who's probably crazy with anxiety.

I undressed in the bedroom, closing the door before, put on boxers and a T-shirt,

which I found in the closet, then squeezed under the covers. I covered my head and felt salty

water runs down my face. The sound of the door handle being pressed made me stop breathing

listening for what will happen next.

- Everything's okay? Nacho asked without coming over.

I grunted without sticking my head out and heard the door close again

closes. I fell asleep.

I woke up after a few hours, when the sun was setting, I wrapped the blanket and left

from the room. The house was empty, and quiet guitar music was heard through the open door.

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I crossed the threshold and saw Nach, who was sipping beer and standing by the grill. He was wearing

torn jeans that fell off his butt, visible white elastic panties with the words " Calvin

Klein ". A small bonfire was burning next to it, and the telephone connected to the speaker was oozing

sounds of Ed Sheeran I See Fire.

" I was about to wake you up, " he said, putting the bottle down. - I made dinner.

I wasn't sure I wanted to be in his company, but my stomach was growling

it made me understand that I had no choice. I sat on a soft armchair nearby

him and pulled my knees under my chin, tightly covering myself with a blanket. Nacho shifted

a small table and another seat so that we sat opposite each other. I looked around

the table and I nodded my head appreciatively seeing a truly romantic dinner. In wicker

the basket was baked bread over the fire, next to it were olives and chopped tomatoes

and pickled onions. Everything was lit by the glow of candles carelessly placed on the counter. Nacho

he set the plate in front of me and the other opposite, and sat down.

" Enjoy your meal, " he said, poking his food at the fork.

The smell of grilled fish, octopus and several other delicacies woke me a demon.

Wrapping up conventions, I devoured the whole thing, biting with wonderful bread and olives.

" It's my asylum, " he said, looking sideways. - I run away from everything here,

and I'd like to live here. - It hung up. " With someone... " I looked up from my plate

and I watched as Nach's eyes changed under my influence. - He would never happen

He learned. The bald man leaned back in his chair, and there was no trace of his wonderful smile. -

Only you and I are here... ”I raised my hand to stop him.

- You're not interested in me. - Of course it was crap, but I tried to be

as convincing as possible. - I love Massima, is the love of my life

and no one will ever replace him. My voice sounded like I wanted to assure myself. -

I can't wait for Luca to be born. Massimo kills you all

if you try to take him away from us. - I nodded with full conviction, but my love

the oration just amused the Spaniard.

- Where is he now? He raised his eyebrows, waiting for an answer. - I'll tell you where it is

your beloved husband. He earns money. He put the bottle down on the table. - Because you see, my naive,

pregnant Lauro, Massimo Torricelli loves money the most in the world. He made a fool of himself

vision and to satisfy his own selfishness he got you in his fucked up life. - He inclined

getting a bit closer to my face. " Maybe you'll tell me that before you met him, you were kidnapped. "

three days?! He paused again, waiting for my reaction, but I didn't react. - I thought so.

Not only that, he can't look after what he took responsibility for. But if you want I can

dispel your doubts about him. He narrowed his eyes and leaned toward me. -

The decision is yours, I can show you materials that will outline the truth about him and the fantasy,

in which you have been living for several months. I can unmask him in front of you, just say that

want…

- I want to puke when I'm listening to you! I growled, getting up from the table. - Do not try

I disgust the man I love. I turned and went towards the door. - What about you,

are you better I gave him a hateful look. - You kidnapped me, blackmailed me,

and then you count that I will fall in love with you and throw you in my arms?!

He looked at me with narrowed eyes, until at some point his face completely

she changed and a broad smile appeared on her face again. He folded his arms behind his head, stretching

up earlier.

" I? ... No, I just wanted to fuck you. " He raised his eyebrows high, moving them lightly.

I reached out and showed him my middle finger through the door.

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" What a fucking bastard, " I repeated in my mother tongue. - Plain trash.

I mumbled for a while until I calmed down and took a shower, then

locking the bedroom door, I went to sleep.

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CHAPTER 20

The next day, after eating a quiet breakfast, we headed back to the city.

Nacho made several dozen calls and did not speak to me, not counting

" We're going" when he was ready to leave. We entered the underground garage of the apartment building,

and I remembered the events from two days ago.

- What about Rocco? I asked without getting out of the car.

- Well, you don't think you still lie there? He slammed the door and walked toward

elevator.

When he turned the key in the lock and crossed the threshold, I felt sick. and

my breath was shallower and I couldn't force my legs to take a step. The Spaniard saw that

something is wrong and grabbed my hand.

- The house is safe. The cheerfulness he held back slightly stuck through

indifferent green eyes. - My people cleaned here the same night, come on. - He pulled me into

agent. - I have to change and we'll go to the old man. I advise you the same. - He came in

stairs, disappearing behind a glass wall.

I took the steps slowly, as if I did not quite believe his words. Sense

however, he told me that he could not be so cruel as to leave a corpse in the room. Or maybe?

When I grabbed the door handle, I felt as if all the contents of my stomach approached me with fear

throat. I glanced through the crack and was relieved to find that everything was fixed and sorted out,

and there is not even a trace of strangled Sicilian. I went to the closet and looked in it

the most correct clothes. Today, after almost a week, I was to see mine for the first time

beloved and I wanted to look dignified, like a boss's wife, not a tattooed girl

surfer. Dressing was not easy because I had either shorts or shorts to choose from, but eventually I succeeded

dig out something less colorful. Gray faded jeans and a white T-shirt with short sleeves

The sleeves were of maximum elegance considering the range. I put on light loafers

and I modeled, though it might be too much said, previously washed hair. Among the things

in the bathroom I found mascara and was glad that my skin was tanned because of foundation

I didn't find out.

- We drive! - I heard a scream from below. - Laura, move on.

I looked at the room one last time, irrationally checking if I had left anything in it.

After a while I realized that I didn't bring anything because it wasn't a holiday,

and the kidnapping brought me to the island. I went down the stairs and froze at the last step.

In the center of the living room stood Nacho wearing a suit. His tanned skin and perfectly shaved head

perfectly matched the white shirt and black jacket. He had one hand in his pocket and the other

at the ear with the phone; he turned towards me and watched from top to bottom without interrupting the conversation

bottom. This outfit looked strange on him, but it was a nice change and in some mysterious way

he made this arrogant asshole horny handsome.

- You look nice. He tried not to smile, but he failed and grinned white

in order to.

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