Secretary, Do You Want to Sleep With Me? Chapter 28

By Alejandro

At one point, Valeria and I were alone in the study.

She was copying something neatly.

"I don't want you talking about that loser anymore," I demanded.

"I didn't talk about him."

"You were talking."

"Ale, I didn't. Calm down and remember, we talked about this. You're not my owner. I'm a human being."

It angered me that she reminded me of that.

I grabbed her arm to make her stand up, and I did it forcefully.

She stood up, and I saw the pain on her face.

I remembered she had those bruises and thought her shoulder must be sore.

I looked at her and realized she had been wearing long-sleeved shirts for days, even though it was quite hot.

I took her hand and unbuttoned the cuff, lifted the sleeve, and saw that the bruising on her skin was worse than the other day.

I lowered the sleeve and buttoned the cuff.

"Sorry, Vale."

I hugged her affectionately, but I know that when I have her close, I can't help but kiss her.

I searched for her lips, but she tried to pull away.

"I need you," I said without thinking.

"For what?" she asked defiantly.

I didn't know what to answer. Why did I need her?

To take her whenever I wanted.

I couldn't put it that way.

At that moment, my aunt and Susana came in, and I avoided answering.

"Where are you spending the holidays?" my aunt asked.

"On the 24th with my parents. They travel on the 25th and will stay with my sister for good. On the 31st, with my friend Emi."

I loved that information. On December 26th, she'll be more sensitive, and I don't plan to let her out of my bed.

Yes, for me, everything is about sex, especially with Valeria.

"It's not that I want to interfere in your life or pressure you, but if you want to spend the 31st with us, you're invited, and your friend too."

"Thank you. I think we'll spend it at my friend's parents' house, but I'll confirm."

"For me, it's a pleasure to have you at home."

"Thanks, that's very kind."

I don't like my aunt inviting her. On one hand, I want her to depend on me, and on the other, I don't want her to get too familiar with my family.

Everything about her makes me have conflicting thoughts.

I want and don't want.

It's not a whim.

I want her at my feet, and I haven't achieved that yet.

There are things that bother me.

She didn't reproach me for anything when I expected her to, because the other secretaries I had did.

She, even in that, is different.

I took her to her apartment.

On the way, I clarified that it's not necessary for her to spend the 31st with my family.

"I know, don't worry. I know my place."

Damn, I didn't mean to say that.

I don't want her to be offended.

Apparently, she wasn't. I don't even know exactly what her place is.

"On January 3rd, we're traveling to China."

"Yes, I think I’m getting a bit better at the language every day, although I don't think I'll speak it fluently."

We arrived at her apartment, and she walked away with a smile, that distant smirk she seems to reserve just for me.

Monday morning, she entered my room and pulled a girl out of my bed who was truly gorgeous, but I didn't like the sound of her moans.

Every day, I become pickier with women, although I still bring hundreds to my bed.

Without saying anything, she spoke to the girl and dismissed her.

She prepared my clothes and changed the sheets.

She made breakfast and even laughed at a joke I made.

We went over the weekly schedule.

It was as if we hadn't had sex the week before.

My bad mood was evident.

It seemed like nothing affected her.

By Valeria

I fell into his arms.

I'm an idiot. I fell into his arms, and he, that same day or the next, must have had another woman in his arms. It hurts me terribly.

On Sunday, he didn't want me to go to his apartment. Maybe he was embarrassed that I had pulled one of his lovers out of his bed after what we experienced in his office. Although I don't think he cares too much or even knows that word...

His aunt and Susana congratulated me because I'm going to be an aunt. Susana found out a bit by chance.

They talked about the director of the perfume chain, and it seemed like they did it on purpose to annoy Alejandro.

When Mariana, his aunt, invited me for the 31st, I saw the disapproval on Alejandro's face, and a stake drove into my heart.

He continues in his conqueror mode, at times.

In the car, without telling me directly, he tried to say that I didn't have to spend New Year's with his aunt. I suppose he will be there.

I replied, just in case he didn't remember, that I knew my place. I also let him see, without mentioning Friday, that I wasn't going to reproach him for anything.

On Monday, like many other Mondays, I had to get a woman out of his bed. She was truly beautiful; I think she's an underwear model.

I can't even begin to explain how much it hurt that he had another woman in his bed, as if nothing had happened between us.

Although he had been with others on Friday and Saturday, at least I didn't see them.

During breakfast, I was waiting, with all the pain in my soul, for him to ask me to send a gift to that girl.

He didn't, and when he approached my desk in the afternoon—he usually calls me to come to his office—I was almost looking through the agenda for one of the jewelry stores where he usually buys gifts.

But he talked to me about a work matter.

The week continued as if nothing had happened. I saw him in his boxers every day, and we carried on as usual.

On Saturday, Emi and I took our last exam for the degree. We are happy.

We went out to celebrate, we went dancing, drank a bit too much, but not excessively. We had fun; it had been a long time since we went out.

It really did me good to dress super sexy and feel admired.

We went to bed quite late, already in the early morning.

At 11 in the morning, the phone rang. It was Alejandro, telling me to come to his apartment and that the driver was downstairs.

I wanted to visit my parents, but I could go in the afternoon.

As usual, I got a woman out of his bed and changed the sheets.

We had breakfast together, and when he asked about my sleepy face and I told him I had gone dancing, his mood changed. He treated me quite badly.

We didn't go to lunch with his aunt.

By two in the afternoon, I was free.

I told Emi, and we visited our parents.

At 5 in the afternoon, I received a message from Alejandro, saying he needed me in the office.

I told him I was an hour and a half away, and he didn't like that at all.

The next day, I got two stunning brunettes out of his room.

I don't know where he gets so much sexual energy.

We had breakfast together, and it's always the same routine.

The days go by.

I no longer have classes, and I don't think he even noticed that I graduated.

I'm depressed, not because my parents have to leave—I understand that my sister needs them more than I do.

I have to find a way not to be affected by him always being surrounded by beautiful women and by having to get some of them out of his bed several times a week.

I didn't see him naked again until a girl refused to leave. I had to call security, and it took me a while to prepare his clothes and change the sheets.

I tried not to look at him.

He didn't come close, and it had been days since he even tried to kiss me.

He lost interest in his toy.

I think he might ask for a new secretary at any moment.

He must be waiting to return from China.

I should be more relaxed, but I must be a psychopath because I miss his kisses, his caresses, and even his glances.

December 24th arrived, and I spent it with my parents.

On December 25th, they left for the United States.

I was going to miss them, even though I didn't see them much.

But at least I knew they were relatively close.

On the other hand, I was relieved that the idiot Diego could no longer threaten me with anything.

That week, the last of the year, we were swamped with work, with year-end balances for all the companies and meetings until 10 at night every day.

On the 31st, I worked until 8 PM, which was crazy.

We were supposed to go to Emi's parents' house, but at that time, we couldn't even get a taxi.

We spent it alone, the two of us. Carla, the other girl who initially lived with us, had moved in with her boyfriend. Since we managed to cover the apartment expenses between the two of us, we decided not to look for someone else to share the costs.

I was exhausted. It had been a very emotional week for me and also very busy with work.

On the night of January 1st, we went dancing. It was also a farewell, as we were going to China with Alejandro.