Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

At nine o’clock at night, after Estrella Berrocal had bathed Paulita and settled the little girl, she left the children’s room.

As soon as he did so, he bumped into Adán Rouco.

Evidently, he was waiting for her at the door, but Estrella Berrocal did not want to give him a bad face and said with a movement of her lips: “I have bathed Paulita, it’s late and I’m going home”.

With that, she turned to leave and was gently held by Adam Rouco’s wrist.

The man’s handsome face was downcast and his dark eyes were deep as he looked at her, “Now that you’ve taken care of Paulita, it’s time for you to take care of me too.”

“… What do you need to take care of?”

He was thirty-two years old, what care did he need, couldn’t he take care of himself?

Estrella Berrocal met his deep, dark gaze and prepared to flee when the man gathered her slender waist with his left arm and pulled her into an embrace.

“Hey … put me down.”

Fearing that the others in the villa would hear her and that she would fall if Adán Rouco held her with one arm, she unconsciously clutched her neck with both hands and lowered her voice in a struggle.

“Put me down now.”

When the man did not budge, she moved a couple more times.

Adán Rouco frowned and spoke in a deep voice: “Don’t move, I can’t hold you with both hands if my right hand is injured, and if you move again I won’t be able to hold you”.

Her face flushed and the hand she had clasped around her waist tightened slightly.

Did he seem to resent her?

“I didn’t ask you to take me.”

Adán Rouco took her to his room, where Estrella Berrocal was placed on the bed.

As soon as she was put to bed, Estrella Berrocal got up and said: “Why are you taking me to your room? I didn’t say I was going to spend the night here”.

“And you’re still in a bad mood with me?”.

Estrella Berrocal stood to one side, her face downcast with mortification, absently fiddling with her fingers and muttering, “The old man asked you how Grupo Galicia’s daughter was and you told him she was fine, didn’t you? If she’s fine, why are you bothering me with that?”.

The tone of her complaint sounded very resentful, and Adán Rouco ducked his head closer to her and curved his thin lips, “The girl from Grupo Galicia is fine, at least she’s not as sour as you.”

“…”

Who did he call sour?

“I’m leaving, the old man doesn’t treat me well anyway.”

Reaching the bedroom door, Adán Rouco took a big step and pinned her against the panel.

Estrella Berrocal was startled and looked at him with a blank stare, “What do you want?”.

Adán Rouco looked into her watery eyes, his dark eyes, it had been a long time since they had done that, what did she think he wanted?

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Almost unconsciously, she blurted out, “I don’t want to.”

Adán Rouco’s face sank and Estrella Berrocal thought he was upset, but the man whispered in her ear, “But I want you so badly.”

At his words, Estrella Berrocal’s eyes blushed slightly.

She took a deep breath, bit her lip and glared at him, her small hands gripped his shirt as she asked earnestly, “Do you miss me or do you just want to make love…. With me, to me?”

It was the first time he dared to ask this question.

She couldn’t feel how much she really liked Adán Rouco as a person; most of the time, it was as if all Adán Rouco needed from her and was interested in her was just a few moments of interest in her body, but it was the kind of thing he could do with other women as well.

Before, she had been afraid to ask, but now she wanted to know how Adán Rouco felt about her.

After asking, she saw that Adán Rouco was looking at her with pursed lips, but he didn’t say anything for a long time, so she lowered her face in despair and regretted having asked.

There were some things that, if you didn’t ask, everyone would still feign confusion, but if you asked too many questions, a man as astute as Adán Rouco would probably find it boring.

“Me, I’d better go back to La Villa Berrocal…”

As soon as she turned around, she was pressed hard by the man behind her and her whole body slumped against the door panel with her back to him.

The small side of his face was pressed against the door, and only out of the corner of her eye could she see his hard stare and cold frown.

“Adán Rouco, you are hurting me”.

She frowned and grumbled a little at his tone.

But Adán Rouco did not let go of her for a moment, his two long hands clasped her small hands against the door panel, his strong, erect body pressed against hers.

Adán Rouco lowered his head to her ear and spoke to her earnestly, word for word: “Estrella Berrocal, do I look so much like a stallion to you?”.

“So you really love me?”

But the man holding her had merely undressed her and unbuckled his own belt.

“…”

“Adán Rouco, you haven’t answered me…”

The man’s hot kisses had landed on the nape of her pale, delicate neck and on her snowy back.

The man was so engrossed in his business that he uttered only a low, perfunctory “mmm.”

Estrella Berrocal didn’t know if it was the aggressiveness or the fact that she felt uncomfortable with his aggressive moves, but the idea that he and Lucrecia Javier had been so intimate not too long ago brought tears to her eyes.

He found he couldn’t get over it.

“No … you don’t touch me … Adam Rouco … don’t touch me …”

The man behind her, his dark eyes cooled as he listened to her resistant words.

Don’t touch me?

The more she did not allow it, the more he had to touch her.

Adán Rouco pinned her against the door panel and stabbed her hard.

Estrella Berrocal gasped in pain, tears streaming down her face.

The most secret place, opened by him.

In his ears, Lucrecia Javier’s boastful voice sounded …

“It was that day at the hotel when Adam teased me and lusted after me over and over again, he would break my back and put me inside …”

Estrella Berrocal’s hands clenched, her fingertips digging hard into her palms, and the only words that came out of her mouth were formless: “Get out… dirty…”

He really couldn’t accept it, but the more he couldn’t accept it, the more he had to force her to face it.

Adán Rouco lifted her up and threw himself on the bed with her in his arms, and before Estrella Berrocal could bend down, he pressed again.

“Listen, I’m not going to let you avoid me because of Lucretia Javier, and if you dare avoid me again, you’ll be the one who suffers.”

The man’s tone was fierce and his demand even more so.

Estrella Berrocal clutched at the sheets with both hands and was forced to lift her face in the face of his fierce possession.

…

Estrella Berrocal was knocked unconscious by Adán Rouco and when she awoke, Adán Rouco had bathed her and was lying in bed with her in his arms.

His eyes were red from crying and his back was turned to Adán Rouco, with mixed feelings.

How was it possible that Adán Rouco had slept with her again, when she had already broken up with him and had set a limit, and now, this entangled relationship existed again?

Who was she to him?

Tears, streaming from the corners of his eyes, slid down Adán Rouco’s arm.

The man felt the warmth and pulled his body away to look at it.

Adán Rouco raised his hand and wiped her tears with his fingertips: “Are you in pain?

It hurt, how could it not hurt.

He had just been so fierce, couldn’t he feel it himself?

Seeing her look of sorrow, Adán Rouco was not at all sorry, if he had let her go, it would have been the end between them, I’m afraid.

“Estrella, listen, I may have done it with Lucrecia Javier that day, and I may have lied about it, but I’m not going to let you avoid me for even half a second.”

“But I find it hard inside…”

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