"Sorry, sir, the madam is sleeping."
Amaid named Elfana said in a very low voice, Rafael waved for her to leave him alone, but she stayed then added "Sir, Mr. Fastino is waiting for you in the leveling room."
Rafael put down his phone; he was more upset to hear his brother's name. Their relationship isn't like that of normal.
"So why are you here?" Rafael asked as he gazed at the fine looking man, in his twenty three years, with honeyed eyes and dark black long hair tight as a ponytail.
"Dude, relax; I'm here to say hi and enjoy some weeks with my elder brother ," Mr. Fastino said with his cunning smile. Rafael sat himself on the opposite chair.
"Waw, the place is nice; it's better than the last time I visited you, it's really been five years," Fastino whispered as he took a look at the room and the garden through the window.
Rafael acted as if he wasn't talking to him; he was watching his watch patiently, then he gazed him in the eye.
"If you're done, you can leave?" Rafael said, trying to control his anger. Fastino's evil smile rose.
"Come, man, I've just arrived, and I wanted to be with you,atleast offer me something hot." Fastino 's speech had been cut by the presence of Erika, who was wearing Rafael shirt that showed her well-made buttocks and the smooth, icy skin.
She was yawning, slowly rubbing her eyes, and calling for Rafael. Her sweet voice melted Fastino heart, he whispered as he filled his lust.
"Holy mama! I'm on my knees." Fastino bowed under her feet. She stepped back, giving Mr. Rafael that questioning gaze.
Mr.Rafael grabbed Fastino from his shirt and pulled him to the other side of the room.
"Wait, bro, I want to know her name. Is she real?" Fastino muttered with an annoying voice. Rafael rolled his eyes and whispered, "Her name is Erika, and she's my wife." His cheeks get red as he called her name.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know that you have a guest," Erika said as she noticed their stare at her. She looked down at her body to see what's wrong, out of sudden she ran to her room, dying from the embarrassment.
"Damn it, when did he change my clothes? Ah! And who's that man with him? They looked similar," Erika hissed after shutting the door. She opened the cupboard, and only his suites were there.
"Yes, you can get in," Erika said after hearing Elfana's voice. She was holding a dozen of new, beautiful dresses and laid them on the bed.
"I'm sorry, I should have brought them earlier, madam, my apology." Elfana said with a sad tone as if she was ready to be punished, or even fired.
Erika tapped on her back and then said, "It's ok, you don't have to be sorry."
"Can you help me wear my dress?" Erika stated with her soft voice that Elfana was pleased by Erika's good manners; she was completely different from Mr. Rafael.
The room door opened quite quietly, and he pointed to Elfana to leave. Erika could not be able to close the dress zipper. She felt his fingers slipping on her back and touching her shoulders.
He carefully pulled her to him; her perfume drove him nuts; he wanted to taste her; he could not stand before her mysteriously hot body; if she wasn't injured, he would make her forget everything, even her name.
"Mr. Rafael, please," Erika said as she tried to stop him from kissing her neck. In fact, she didn't mind that, but she always wanted to play that hard to get.
"I'm sorry for my brother's behavior," Mr. Rafael said while trying to control his lust.
"Damn it, you're so hot in his gown," Mr. Rafael muttered, avoiding staring at her from head to toe. She felt shy from the way he gazed at her.
"Anyhow, I need to browse your laptop, for I have so much work to deal with," Erika stated, watching the quick change in his mood.
"For your sake, forget about the work and focus on how to get well." Mr. Rafael said, stepping towards her. She rolled her eyes and said, "Mr. Rafael you already know that our marriage is just on paper; better if you keep this on your own."
He turned her around herself.
She sighed while he grabbed her waist and raised her chin. His thumb was slowly running through her lips.
"Your body says something else; you can't lie; you want me badly, and we both know this my iron lady" Mr. Rafael said.
Erika approached him more, leaned, and pretended to kiss him; but instead, she said, "You don't deserve someone like me; you can't match my standard; watch your words, gentleman."
She pushed him away; he grabbed his fist; this was a great insult to him; he could not understand her glory; he never met any lady like her; she was the first one to keep rejecting him.
"And what is your standard, my iron lady?" Mr.Rafael stated as he sat himself on the bed with his top unbuttoned buttons. She smiled, then said, "Someone like Ronald." She was trying to make him feel jealous.
"Wait, where are you going? Who's Ronald?" Mr. Rafael asked, but as she left the room, she thought of her last conversion with Ronald.
"I think I 'm supposed to thank him for saving my life," she whispered. Her eyes met with Ronald, who was sitting on the sofa chatting with Rafael's brother.
"Yeah, this is what I brought you to see, beautiful, right?" Fastino muttered in Ronald's ears, who was staring at Erika without blinking.
She greeted them with respect, and although she was avoiding eye contact with Ronald, she tried her best to forget his opinion about Rafael.
"I'm Erika nice to meet you, Mr." Erika said as she looked at Rafael's brother, who quickly said, "Fastino, my friend calls me handsome. you call me handsome if you want" He rubbed on Ronald's back, who had just smiled, and hissed to him, "This won't work on her; she's out of you, abilities."
Erika could hear their high whisper clearly. Fastino pulled Ronald back and said, "My sister in law, this is Ronald, my best friend. I invited him over here for dinner. I hope you don't mind his presence."
"No, there's not a problem, you're welcome doctor Ronald," Rafael said while pronouncing Ronald's name with much stress.