THIRTY-TWO

Nick Ross

I leave my sweet girl alone in my bed sleeping peacefully, I put on some sweatpants and I leave the room, it was 1 am. My thoughts are confused by Kamilla, I have to think about what I should do with her. Kamilla awakens a side unknown to me, makes me less cruel, I become something I'm not, kind, but an action has a reaction, I'm crazy about her, an obsessive madman to have her at all times. This feeling is new, it makes me suffocated, it makes me crazy, this girl is messing with the head of a lived man. Kamilla is beautiful, she has a naivety that I love, she is the woman who brings out the best in me, something I never thought I would have.

I've never felt jealous of a woman, I've always had them in the palm of my hand, but she's the only one that makes me insecure in this requirement, she makes me satisfied, every fuck we have is always enough, it fills me up. Kamilla charms me, she has me in her hands, she has me in her thoughts, this girl is driving me crazy, she has become my weakness, but I would never tell her that.

Seeing that bastard kissing her face twice caused me unreal discomfort, as if several knives penetrated my skin and ripped my muscles, I found myself on automatic when I suspended him grabbing his neck. I was focused on eliminating that insignificant being, but she appears like an angel placing her sweet and delicate hands on my arm, like something supernatural I looked at her, I saw her teary and scared eyes, my anger was diminishing, and my expression was changing, I released the already unconscious bastard and brought her back to the house.

I go down the stairs in silence, I walk through the dark and silent penumbra of the mansion, I go directly to the gym, there I lift a punching bag and put the gloves on my hands. I was hitting my balls with all my strength, I was taking out all my anger and frustration, I'm jealous, I'm confused, the culprit is the brunette who is lying on my bed completely naked at the moment, heavens.... .she's going to drive me crazy! Kamilla has an extremely strong and very striking personality, she is decisive, shows that she does not lower her head for anyone, she is good with children and especially with my son.

I never thought that I would assume a woman again, I thought that I would spend the rest of my days sleeping with several women, single or married, but now my only thought and owner of all my horny is her, Kamilla. Imagining that at that moment she is naked in my bed makes me completely hard, she addicted me to that hot pussy, hypnotized me, left me surrendered at her feet. I stop punching the bag and leave the gym, back in the room I went directly to the bathroom and took a shower, after drying myself and still naked, I approached the bed. Kamilla was between the sheets with her hair spread out on the bed, she was curled up and hugged with a pillow.

I pulled the sheet that covered her body and contemplated her beautiful and soft ass, slide my fingers to her pussy, she was wet, I began to circulate in her clitoris and I heard her moan sleepily, with the other hand I began to touch myself. Masturbating, I got on the bed and with the position she was in I ate her pussy, I'm fascinated when I'm inside her, she holds me with a simple fuck, her moans are music to my ears, at some point she'll drive me crazy.

( ... )

In the morning, I put on the last piece that was missing for me to leave and start another day at work, I make sure that the tie is well positioned, and I turn to bed, my sweet dove was sleeping serenely like an angel. I approach the dresser and take my device along with my car keys, before leaving, I unlock the cell phone and take a photo of Kamilla in the position she was in. After taking the picture I left the room and walked towards the stairs, I see my son sitting on the stairs still wearing his pajamas.

— What are you doing here at this hour?— I ask as I approach.

— Waiting for my mother.

— It's still early, she must be sleeping.

No problem, you wait.

— She won't be home now, so go upstairs and get ready for school.

— Okay, Daddy.

At that moment I remembered that I should talk to Kamilla and talk about our relationship to Erick, I could even tell you, but I'll let her tell you. I open the door to the main room and get out, I approach the vehicle and take the wheel, start the engine and accelerate through the huge gates of the property. I drive through traffic listening to the latest news over the radio, at that moment the name of who I should pay a visit to the hospital, Ethan Hunt, I turn off the radio and call my deputy.

— I hope it's something very important!— Viktor González speaks in a sleepy voice.

— I want you to find out where Ethan Hunt is being held.

— What did you almost kill?— What to finish the job?

— That doesn't interest you, I'll just make it clear, so he doesn't dare get any closer to what belongs to me.

After I closed the message and Viktor sent me the location of the worm, I went to the hospital, got out of the elevator on the floor he was on, stopped in front of the door of his room. When I turn the doorknob and enter that hospital room, I see him lying on the bed with his neck in a cast, an oxygen mask on his face, so he can breathe better. I approach the bed, the sound of my shoes on the floor makes him open his eyes, Ethan starts to stir and tries to get up.

— Don't despair, I didn't come to end your mediocre life, just to warn you to stay away from my wife.

With trembling hands he takes his right hand to the oxygen mask and removes it from his face, I see the attempt to form a word in the mouth, I realize that he was having difficulty opening his mouth.

— Y— you'll pay me.

— You dared to kiss my wife, in my presence, I don't know if I consider it mocking or stupid.

— Go to hell!

— Do you have an egg in your mouth? — I asked him approaching to see.

I noticed that in his mouth there was a kind of iron that made it impossible to open his mouth completely.

— Leaves!

— I'll give you a warning, follow it. As soon as you are discharged from the hospital, leave Costa Rica, I will try to find out your whereabouts. If I hear you're still here, I'll come after you and make sure you die this time, do you understand?

— Y— yes....

— Good, I hope I never see you again.

I turn my back on him and leave the hospital.