Married To My Secretary

Chapter 10

We arrive at the place, quite fine, Malcom's blonde "friend" helps me with some rings, they are supposed to be the most expensive, I don't know much about rings for girls so I accept his proposals.

At about 3 in the afternoon I call Kate to tell him the place where we are supposed to get married, if I had more time I would have at least changed, but so what? I'm getting divorced in 6 months and this will just be a bad memory

Kate walks through that door, while Malcom and I are sitting on a small bench in the lawyer's office, my hands are sweating and I know she feels the same way, I give her the engagement ring as we approach the elderly man who luckily she's on the phone and didn't realize that Kate is just putting on her engagement ring with a huge diamond in the center that she looks in amazement. When he finally stops talking on the phone and looks at us.

"I love love stories, of young people who get married without much thought," he exclaims effusively. What? Love story?

She starts looking for some papers, when I hear a laugh come from Kate, I immediately turn to her with intrigue. What's funny about all this?

"I'm sorry" she clears her throat "it's the emotion" the lawyer smiles, I frown watching her as she stands next to me where the lawyer indicates.

After the sermon, I start signing the papers right after Kate, we exchange wedding rings, I think Malcom's friend said they were 18 carats, I don't know and I don't care, at least white gold looks good on me, For the time that I will use it, it is fine.

"You can kiss the bride," the lawyer exclaims, I frown and take my eyes off the ring to focus on him, he's smiling broadly.

Well, boyfriends are supposed to kiss, plus a kiss doesn't mean anything. Kate turns to me and looks at me, as if looking for an explanation or to deny me, I have no other, I quickly kiss his soft lips and the lawyer begins to applaud.

This gentleman drives me crazy.

We left there, still not believing what I just did because of my father, I have work to do, I am going to the company after telling Kate that as a wedding present he can miss work tomorrow, she smiled, leaving her teeth perfect bare, has a nice smile I must admit.

The next day, I continue with my work as usual, I still can't believe that I got married and I didn't even enjoy my wedding night like people usually do. I get calls from my bank over and over again, at least Kate is doing his part and getting ready for dinner and… shopping for underwear, underwear I won't be able to see, Malcom's assistant is doing Kate's job He already has me with a headache, I don't like to repeat anything twice, at least Kate already knows that, I'm leaving early, I have to get ready.

"Santiago, why do you come back early?" “Rosa is vacuuming the sofas in my living room and looks at me with intrigue.

“I got married and I have to go to dinner with my parents “she frowns and stops breathing “I married Kate, my secretary.

“What? “she puts her hands on her waist and looks at me with even more uncertainty on her face “The pretty girl with the green eyes?

I keep thinking about the "pretty girl with green eyes" if I say yes, Rosa will be pestering me with it all day, so I better ignore that question.

“My father threatened to take the presidency from me for not marrying me. So the only option was Kate.

“I mean, did he only tell you if he married you to keep the presidency? Like that? He crosses his arms and I nod.

“Is not perfect? When I get divorced, I'll even take you out to celebrate with a few beers.” I wink as I walk towards the stairs.

Rosa bursts out laughing but I can't stay with her, I have to get ready, I go up to my room and take a relaxing shower.

I dress and comb my hair perfectly as usual, I put my watch on my wrist, I hope Kate is ready because I hate waiting, I go downstairs arranging my black jacket, only the sound of my slippers is heard, which means that Rosa is already he went home. Kate sends me his address in a text message.

I drive and drive, we don't live so close, I arrive at the place and it's a building with several apartments, I couldn't even dream of living here, many people, a lot of noise. I go in and see the elevator, I get to the 12th floor and look at the numbers on the apartment doors until I get to the one that says in the message.

I knock on the door and a young woman who I guess is the same age as Kate but with dark hair and curly hair opens the door. I didn't need to ask.

“Hello! I guess you're Santiago Centinelo, I'm Natalie, best friend, roommate, drinking partner, makeup artist, sexologist...

What? The latter sounds interesting.

"Natalie!" I hear Kate's voice.

“From Kate,” he continues.

"Well, my pleasure Natalie, best friend, roommate, drinking partner...

“Already! “Kate mentions again, I find it funny but I'm not going to laugh. The brown”haired girl turns to look in her direction and I look over her head.

I can't believe it!

I was about to drop my jaw to the ground, Kate is getting closer, my God! Is that... is that Kate? I look at her from head to toe, if I already thought she was attractive I think now I have no doubt, she has her well”groomed blonde hair loose to one side, her makeup makes her look more challenging and the green of her eyes still stand out more. I had not seen her body so well before because she is not used to wearing such sexy clothes, but with this black dress that fits her body perfectly like an hourglass, it makes me fantasize things that I shouldn't, that I'm going to drool, she has very good breasts, What wouldn't I do with those breasts? God! This is my wife and I can't even touch her?

“We are going? “he asks, I have to come to my senses and not look at those breasts, for God's sake!

“Sure,” I clear my throat, I can't sound like he's left me speechless. She hugs her friend as I turn to walk down the hall.

We take the elevator, if something I hate about public elevators is how they stare at me, why the hell do they stare at me? I'm already getting stressed, much more with that aroma that Kate gives off. Why didn't I meet her before and in other situations?

"You don't know how I hate public elevators," I say, as I open the door of the building for Kate to walk in and she smiles as she walks over the threshold and I close the door behind me. I open the passenger door of my car for her to enter, without saying a word we arrived at the place that my father had told me we would have dinner, but what could I tell her? I can't even articulate coherent words right now.

We arrived at the restaurant, a very luxurious French one. I park the car, open the door on her side, she gets out and I walk after her, I get lost in that body, damn it! before entering the place I extend my hand to her and she takes it, her soft hands slightly cold that I know she's nervous, well, so am I.

"Well, what should we do and what not?" he questions, his question catches my attention.

"Well, first of all, start by calling me the first name," I say, entering the place.

"Mr. Centinelo, this way please," a waiter mentions interrupting us, I nod and walk after him with Kate holding my hand.

I manage to make out my parents and brother next to his wife, my smiling mother doesn't even wait for us to arrive and goes out to hug Kate, leaving her almost breathless, her dark blue eyes very identical to mine shine with great intensity.

"Mom, stop it!" You're going to take her breath away “I exclaim, while she continues to smile, I know she liked it. And who doesn't? Kate has a chillingly angelic face and she looks great today, I even wished she was my real wife and then I went to remove that...

Santiago Damn! Take it easy.

Kate smiles at my mother, they both introduce themselves mentioning their names, I can't help noticing how many men around us stare at him, even the waiters, even Henry's eyes drop, I can't help but feel annoyed, he's supposed to which is my wife

My mom heads back to the table with Kate holding her hand. All this happens under the watchful eye of my father and brother.

“Dad, this is my wife Kate, they are my father, my brother and his wife Brittany. And well, you already met my mother “ I pull out a chair for her and take a place placing myself next to her.

My brother glances at her covertly with his brown eyes identical to my father's, I can tell, I'm a man, and I don't blame him, if Kate is a hottie today, I get that thought out of my head fast, I can't have nothing with her. Both my father and Henry shake her hand in greeting, while Brittany, my so”called sister”in”law, with her also brown eyes under huge glasses, scrutinizes Kate from head to toe in discontent, a lock of her black hair cut short and unkempt. behind his ear as he mutters to Henry "Oh she's blonde, this will be fun" I hope Kate hasn't read that on his lips.

My mother can't stop seeing Kate, well, neither can I, if it isn't because I have to hide it.

“Sorry! “exclaims my mother finally “I still can't believe it, my baby married to a beautiful woman “Baby? Oh, my God! For these reasons, I would never take someone to meet my parents. My mother extends her hand to Kate and she takes it appreciatively.

“Well mom, we always prefer to keep our affairs a secret, it's better that way, and well, one day I woke up and said that I wanted to marry this beautiful woman, I had never felt something like that for someone “the stupid things I have to say for my father, luckily Kate is quite intelligent and picks up quickly, I didn't have to give him strange looks to get him to follow the flow.

“I wore my engagement ring for only a few hours, he's such a sweetie, he spruced up his office with flowers and a "Will you marry me?" sign. and he took me to his office, obviously I said yes.

Obviously I said yes, and I asked him when, and he told me, how are you doing today? And we got married the same day, I really don't regret anything, since I married him they have been the best days of my life “she looks at me and smiles, I feel the need to give her a tender kiss on the lips, I don't know , it was impulse. My mother with almost tears in her eyes looks at us.

My mother will kill me if she finds out that this is a vile lie.

“Ohh, Santiago,” she exclaims to my mother; Yes, my father's name is Santiago too “Do you remember when we also got married in secret, but when my mother found out she made us do a church wedding where only our families were supposed to be and in the end she invited about 300 people ? But well “he continues “ I won't do that to you, the only thing that matters to me is that my two sons are happy with the women they love. Welcome to the family,” she addresses Kate, extending her hand, which she takes tenderly and smiles at her. At least he has done his part more than well, this position suits him better.

At that point, the French man in charge of this place, about 40 years old, very tall and thin, approaches us.

“We offer you the house specialty, le fabuleux "Coq au vin" ou

"Cassoulet “he barely speaks Spanish, well at least I understand, I know what Cassoulet is and I don't like it very much, I'm not very good at languages, whenever I need it I go to a translator, I understand French but I don't speak it, before saying "I want water" I better look for a professional, at that moment Kate with excellent French talks to the man.

"Le coq au vin c'est bon," I look at her with a frown, but I immediately look in another direction because she is supposed to be my wife and I know everything about her, but how come she hasn't told me? Do you speak another language or have you not even put it on your resume? I watch as the Frenchman looks at her with a look of relief on his face.