She remembered when the night before, Marc had encouraged her to ride him. He remembered when he asked her to get on all fours, and asked her permission to try something different and suggestive in the kitchen. Yuri would have sworn that all of these had been manifestations of their love. From the first night he had the impression that what was between them was special. He innovated because he was eager to fulfill all his sexual desires and he was a man with large appetites, and also because he wanted to do everything with her. Because he was in love and needed to show her his world. That was also why she had told him about him. But what if it hadn't been for that? What if he did it because he was fully aware that if he didn't give her a part of him, she would never give in, and therefore could not score another victory?
Everything fit. The only big problem was that Yuri categorically refused to violate Marc's feelings. Her little statements, her caresses... It wasn't just th
He knew all too well the feeling of helplessness. It used to come accompanied by a searing wave of anger. That is why he knew that this was not a case of disability. It went much further. It was a resigned shock . The one he had reserved for that situation, because he knew that sooner or later, Yuri would find out. Lies were very short”legged, she was very clever, and he had been too careless. He didn't even bother to make sure they kept his secret.As she stared at the elevator doors, the last thing on her mind was who had told her. His lost eyes went to the number of the floor he was passing. It was a withering countdown. Sixteen, fifteen, fourteen, thirteen... With every second, she was further and further away from him. When he reached the ground floor, the possibility of going after her fleetingly crossed his mind. But he didn't.It would have been cruel to approach her in that state. It was not convenient for him to let time pass; it would be bette
He then hung up.Marc stood dead still in the middle of the hallway. He wasn't empty enough to have an animal reaction, so he just rested his forehead on the wall and tried to catch his breath."We will talk".They would talk About what? Lies were not spoken. They were not negotiated. Either they believed, or they didn't. And no one believed Pedro because he wore wolf skins so much.It was as if the stars had aligned against him. The cosmos conspired against him so that time would pass more slowly, so that Moore would have decided to enslave him that day with thousands of tasks that, yes, required his attention, but he didn't need to give it with such urgency. Marc already knew that whoever lived up there didn't think much of him: God always looked the other way when it came to him, and he had never complained until that day. It seemed cruel, even ungodly, to punish him in this way. Far from sounding like the victim, he considered t
That doesn't say much in your favor. You lied to me.“I'm not talking about that. You had to feel the pull. You had to notice how I melted for you even there. My heart was going to jump out of my chest. It's impossible that you didn't notice. It was all he could hear; my erratic heartbeat It was totally genuine... And it has stayed that way until I saw you again.“I may have thought of hurting you, but I never put it into practice, and you can't deny that there was something of me for you from the beginning.She dug her fingers into his jacket and pressed her forehead against his shoulder. He was crying and it was so unbearable that his eyes were stinging too."You shouldn't have allowed someone else to tell me." You told me about your father, your brother... You told me about yourself. W”why not Campbell's?"Because I would never be ready to talk about how my mother died." It is not a problem of trust towards you, nor is it my de
Since Yasin had gone home on instructions, they had to call a taxi. Once again, Yuri made conversation with the driver, as she always felt responsible for the man's entertainment. It was something that made Marc very funny and caused curiosity, because he was not one of those who rewarded people for doing their duty. Of course, if he could, he made his job easier, but there was no moral obligation to entertain the driver; he would have enough with the rates he charged. Still, he didn't try to convince Yuri to turn the attention to him, even though he would have liked to. He was pensive about the explanation he should have, and also very sore. She had caught a glimpse of herself in one of the mirrors and hardly recognized herself. It comforted her to remember the state she had left Caleb Moore in.They arrived at the hospital closest to the house and entered the emergency room. That day, thank God, there were not many people waiting to be served. Perhaps he would even dare to
At least Yuri seemed comfortable with the change of scenery. He smiled at the nurse and nodded when she asked him anything. She let him do his work with her with complete submission. She didn't look scared, nor did she seem worried in the least. Again... trust . How much she trusted herself. It was so calm in there that Marc was about to believe that nothing really was happening.The echo of footsteps and a powerful voice interrupted that brief moment of peace.“Here you are. They have given us the wrong room number. Useless bastards.Marc stood up as soon as Moore entered the room. He checked his watch out of the corner of his eye, after associating the feminine shoes that were on his heels with Yuri's mother. Not even twenty minutes had passed since he made the call. At most, twenty”five.Looking away from his wristwatch, he realized that Moore had stopped in the middle of the room and was looking at him with a grimace.&ldqu
A guy like that couldn't arouse those kinds of feelings. He was a worthy rival in this respect; Marc would never take a step in the opposite direction if the other took it forward, neither out of consideration nor for momentum, and Caleb never backed down. But that day it was convenient to keep the distances for what could happen. It had become pretty clear that Caleb was one of those guys who, when they were sad or disappointed, would get mad so it wouldn't show. And she didn't want to be the focus of his rage. However, he did not want to sit in the other corner and spend hours alone. The truth was that Marc was afraid of living the waiting room experience without someone by his side, even if it was his archenemy and his jaw was throbbing because of him. What did it matter if he was a bit aggressive and unpleasant. It seemed so much better than his destructive memories, which, as timely as ever, had come back to keep him company. Plus she found it amusing how easy i
"Well, less me," Natsumi chimed in, blowing into her glass and discreetly looking at Caleb's frown, "but I should go back to Yuri." I had just come to tell you that... Thank you for this,' he added, picking up the tea. “You are welcome. And he sounded pissed off, like he was annoyed that I was polite. Marc was about to laugh, but he resisted until Natsumi had disappeared from the waiting room and they were alone. Then, he shook his head again and sighed. “What's wrong with you, that you're so melancholic and an asshole? Moore snapped. "Are you in love with both sisters, or just with Mio?" Moore didn't move. The paper had been studied so well that he did not seem even mortified by the discovery. Not surprised either. He wore his usual stone”splitting expression, enhanced by two arched dark eyebrows. "Don't worry, your secret is safe with me," Marc continued, placing a hand on his chest. You can be sincere. “What more do you want
Marc wanted to get his arm off of her, stand up and show that he was okay doing anything stupid. Unfortunately, it would not be very credible.“The feeling of not being able to do anything, just wait, is very unpleasant. At least in this case I don't need a miracle… You should go to the office. Yuri is very well wrapped. He doesn't need you."But you do."“Do not be ridiculous. “Got up”. I'll see how he is.Jesse gave a resigned smile, which meant you don't need an excuse to run away from this, although I won't deny that you're letting me down. Marc also disappointed himself by moving away from what, even in those days, hurt him. He had the consolation of knowing what he was up to by going to Yuri's room. If she was awake, maybe it was time to talk. His wounds would never be as open as they were that morning, and it was better to let go while they were still bleeding.Caleb was sitting next to the bed. There was no si