Thirty
I go back to the closet knowing I needed to wear the most provocative outfit on those hangers. It's not raining anymore, it's going to be a basic dinner and since he hasn't seen me for a while, he must be waiting for his housekeeper to carry out her first mission, preparing me like a Queen, I should get dressed.
Finishing putting on my evil pieces, a strange cough starts to bother me. It scratches across my throat, throwing a heaviness into my chest.
I take the glass of water from the bedside table and drink all the liquid at once, relieving the discomfort I felt. Only while I was getting ready, something surprises me dripping from my nose. I go to the mirror and see myself with a stain. I run my finger over my skin and rubbing it with my thumb, I think this is not normal.
Blood. I was not in pain and not even in very hot seasons did this happen to me.
Running late, I completely ignore my body's warnings. I clean myself up and head downstairs for dinner, willing it to be over so I can sleep.
— MY QUEEN —
When I appear in the dining room, my husband's excitement draws attention, making everyone look at me. When I say everybody, that also includes my Greek God. I didn't expect that, I really didn't, but I wasn't going to give up when I'd already been seen by a bunch of well-dressed rich people, plus disgusting Martina.
— Mila! He gets up from his chair, making it hit the wall behind him. -What is that? -she questioned, supporting her two clenched fists on the table.
- Fuck! - he commented without blinking.
Two men I didn't know were looking at me with their mouths open.
If I was pretty, I don't know, but that certainly went against all the codes of ethics that the King established.
"Did you get your clothes mixed up, my love?" -He is nervous, doing everything to control his fury.
"Okay, it's show time!"
— My God, forgive me... -I put on a sad and embarrassed face, covering my body with my hands.
Benjamin, who quickly buys into my charade, walks around the table before I've even finished explaining myself.
"I'm really, really sorry!" - I speak while my Greek God, tries to hide me by putting himself in front of me with his wall of muscles.
"I swear you're going to kill me one day!" she muttered under her breath, undoing the button on her blazer.
Thomas heads towards me, hooked by my lie.
"Didn't you know about dinner?" she asked pityingly, letting her friend cover me with the blazer. -Thank you, Benjamin!
"She'd better go upstairs and change her clothes!"
"I can accompany you if you like, my King!" -said the uniform in the corner of the room, provoking several looks of disapproval.
- To accompany? - he retorts with disgust. -Did she, by any chance, learn to walk, or to dress herself?
"It won't be necessary, Piter!"
"I didn't know I was going to cause all this fuss!" -I lie.
- It is serious? - angrily scoffs. -With that outfit?
— Certain things I can even swallow Mila, but this... -he analyzes me.
"But you chose Thomas!"
- What?
- I? - get scared. -I didn't ask you to wear that!
— Martina went to our room and said that this was the outfit chosen by you, that if I refused to wear it, I would suffer serious consequences!
Martina- WHAT? she cried out in shock, getting to her feet.
"Did you do this Thomas?"
"Benjamin, will you excuse us?" - he asked already irritated with the intrusion.
“No need for that, Thomas. I'm going to go upstairs and stay in my room, I apologize to all of you! - I say looking at the guests.
Martina- Thomas, are you really going to believe this?
“I'm very disappointed in you, Mrs. Gutierrez. I welcomed you with open arms and you had the courage to expose your Queen, so... - I throw the bomb and leave for my room, with a dramatic exit.
Martina- WHAT A VAG -
- QUEEN! - she shouted preventing her from committing a crime. -I don't know and I don't even want to imagine what I was going to say now, Martina. But you failed seriously.
— The person responsible for hiring your employees had to be warned urgently! -he says this, staring sternly at his nephew.
"Fuck you!" she whispered to her uncle.
— Kid!
- You two! - draws attention. -Mila is very difficult Martina, she lives facing me and defying the laws, she does everything to take my patience and most of the time it's against my will. But that, that outfit. She would never do that, even if it was just to piss me off.
Martina-Thomas, p -
"Shut up!" she ordered. -I'm just not going to fire you now, because I'm trusting that this won't happen again.
- Just kidding... -murmurs.
I come back with a suitable outfit and at the same second, Benjamin throws me his gaze. He sets his sights on the chair beside him, hinting at his request. I decide to cross the room in silence, intact in my theater as I pull out the chair next to the Greek God, to snuggle. Eyes start to fall on my attire and I start to examine the housekeeper.
"Martina, get out!" - she ordered.
She watches me out of the corner of her eyes.
"Well, I guess we can start now!"
"I'll be back in a minute!" - he warned, withdrawing.
"Mila, this is Floid Potter!" - introduces me to the gentleman who kindly greets me. -And this is Brandon Albuquerque!
Brandon- It's a pleasure, Queen!
- The pleasure is mine! - I smile. - I apologize again for everything that happened!
Floid- Don't be sorry, accidents happen.
Brandon- It's okay!
— Well, I don't need to introduce Benjamin to you, not least because you guys are already hanging out there!
Benjamin at the same minute chokes on the wine and I was ready to put a piece of meat in my mouth, I end up stopping with the fork in my hand, halfway through.
- Friends! -he adds, noticing the fright of his investors. -As you know Benjamin is my best friend, I trust him completely.
Brandon- C-Right! - stammered.
"My God..."
"When will this night end?"
“The two of them were even on a trip recently and—”
'And that meat is wonderful, isn't it, Thomas?' -he stops him, trying to hide it. -Your cooks are to be congratulated!
Floid- Really, it's divine!
“Th-thanks! - he replied awkwardly.
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While Thomas was laughing with the guests and ignoring the fact that I had appeared practically naked to a bunch of strangers, the man who had made my legs wobbly decided to nudge me under the table.
"Why did you run away like that?" -whispered.
"Maybe it was because I nearly died in your depraved, creepy basement!" - I ironize.
— Interesting.... -he becomes thoughtful. -No one has ever described my basement that way!
"Obviously, if someone managed to get out of there alive, chances are they'd tell you the same thing!"
"You left, didn't you?"
"Luck, very lucky!"
Thomas looks at us and Benjamin quickly nudges his plate. As soon as his attention returns to the investors, he focuses back on me.
- Can I ask you something?
- Clear!
"Why do I always bump into you?"
"You mean my presence in the palace?"
- Exactly!
"I didn't know my company bothered you...
— No, it doesn't bother me, I just asked because your wives seemed to me to be very jealous and I wouldn't want them to knock on my door questioning your absence at home.
— You don't have to worry about that, I let you know that I would come get my car!
"Did you also warn about your new creation?"
He gets restless out of the blue, letting out a little of his hidden side.
"Do you want dessert?" - she asked startling us.
- Sure honey! - I answer.
- Dear? - he whispers.
— I don't know if you know Benjamin, but I'm a married woman!
"I'm married too!"
I let out an exaggerated laugh where everyone turns to me.
"I'm sorry..." I cover my mouth in embarrassment. -I just saw the shape of the dessert...
Luckily, the banana pie with scoops of ice cream was accompanied by a chocolate fox.
— Here... -he hands me a cell phone under the cloth.
"That's not mine!"
— Don't worry, I managed to transfer your old data!
I blush the second he says he's seen my files.
"Did you go through my things?"
He throws me that sly smile to the side and it drives me crazy.
"So Benjamin, what did you think of dinner?" - he asked happily.
— I confess that it was very good, I had never tried meat like that before!
He is so fake that no one understands how his lies manage to come out so perfect.
"What meat was it?"
— Mila, called him Cross! - she reveals.
—Cross?
I immediately engage in my dialogue with the other guests, begging that I had misheard.
“Oo what?” - I ask stuttering.
"You fox!" -she says with an open smile.
By God, I've never felt such extreme adrenaline as I'm feeling right now.
I am in shock watching the table full and the plates sticky with the remains of meat.
“M-mila?
Brandon- Are you alright?
Hot, I'm hot as a fire, shivering with agony and desire, itching to grab the first dry straw, spreading my flames.
"Cross, that was a fat fox she had!"
- Fox? -he begins to understand.
My veins burn, burn as if they want to rip me apart from the inside out.
"You... you didn't do that Thomas...
- He did! My voice comes out like that of a demon.
Even though it was the same sound as a female voice, that sound managed to convey a piece of my animal side, which was doing everything to get under my skin and show itself in front of everyone.
Floid- We better go!
Brandon- Yes, true!
— Stop bullshitting, the night has just begun. You can't go now!
- Mila, please don't... -he begged in a low voice, seeing the tears flowing in my burning eyes.
Thomas had no idea what he had done, he was being so reckless I could see my fox meat between his teeth.
- Look at me! - She asked seeing my body twitch little by little.
Floid- Let's leave it for another day Thomas, we'll have time for that!
The three were on their feet, debating whether to go or stay to watch the freak show. It was as if they felt a bomb was about to go off. The King insisted they stay, but the two walked politely towards the exit, trying to escape.
"I'm not ending a dinner party over a stupid fox!" - she commented away from me.
Brandon- Your wife doesn't seem to like it!
"Climb, climb with me please!"
- Leave me in peace!
“It's drama. I can get her another pet!
Brandon- Sure? -whispered.
- Clear! - he assured in a low voice.
Floid- Let's go to the office, ok?
- It is better! - she agreed. -I'm glad I didn't say that it was Martina who prepared dinner. The two weren't getting along anymore, imagine if I tell you something like that...
"Martina?"
Brandon- You did well not to tell!
Benjamin was angry with the King's carelessness and cruelty, he had everything to end the dinner, but he chose to stay by my side, instead of guaranteeing the safety of everyone in the palace. He starts to hear a strange noise and soon notices a movement in my legs finding my balance point, where I was depositing all my anger.
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