Since my birthday, we have continued as usual, although he doesn't pay as much attention to me as before. I feel like he's resentful for not letting me fuck when he wanted to. Our company has grown, in a week we will make our first big contract, it's very exciting and of course, we have to attend the closing party with all the important people. I don't know if my father will be there, I'm still not ready to see him.
I get up and Ezequiel is not by my side, he surely went to work without me. I go to the shower, my hair has grown a lot, down to my shoulders. I leave the shower for my room and my phone rings, I pick it up, it's Ezequiel, I answer.
"Where are you? I'm waiting for you," I remember the meeting in the company, I had forgotten.
"I'm going there," I hang up and grab my white knitted sweater and some light pants, I get dressed as quickly as I can, I quickly go to the car to go to the meeting.
I park and get into the elevator. Ezequiel must be very angry, I try to call him and Andres, but they don't answer, they must be in the meeting and I don't remember where it is. I'm lost, I check the time on my phone and it's already 8:30 am and it was supposed to start at that time.
There's a man in a suit with his phone, he's surely going to the meeting. I approach him, "Excuse me, do you know where Mr. Chadburn is?" I ask timidly.
"He is in the conference room, I'm heading there, the meeting is about to start," he smiled and I start walking alongside him. I don't know who he is, I have never seen him in the company, but he is a very attractive and tall man.
"By the way, my name is Pablo Birdwhistle, but you can call me just Pablo, what's your name?" He asks kindly, I know that last name.
" It's a pleasure to meet you Pablo, my name is Mateo Aldric, you can call me just Mateo," from his expression, he knows who my family is.
" It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm an ally in Mr. Chadburn's new project."
"I think we'll see each other very often," Ezequiel had told me that there were new people, but I forgot to check the list of new staff. Things are going to change a little for the better in the company.
"I like your hair, is it natural?"
"Yes, although I was thinking of cutting it."
"You look very handsome with long hair," he says, taking a strand of my hair, which makes me blush. He is very sweet.
"Thank you," I say timidly. Our eyes meet, and I can notice that he has very deep green eyes.
"I can see you two already know each other," I turn towards the voice. Ezequiel is standing right in front of us, arms crossed, and instinctively I move away from Pablo.
"I just met him, he's very charming," I say nervous, but those words upset Ezequiel.
"Move, the meeting is about to start," we enter the meeting in silence.**
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The meeting was very long; however, we reached good agreements and everyone is excited. Although there is a lot of tension due to the deal closing, as it is very important, it is the new step to forge a great empire. We say goodbye to everyone at the meeting, there are people I don't know and others I do.
Someone touches my shoulder, I turn and it's Pablo. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Mateo, we'll be in touch. If you need anything, this is my number," he hands me a card and I take it.
"Thank you, I'll call you if I need anything," we shake hands as a farewell.
"The number on the front of the card is the work number," he leans in and speaks to me in a low voice, "the one written with a pen is my personal number. Goodbye, Mateo."
"Goodbye, Pablo," I love his scent, it smells really nice; I would recognize that fragrance if I smelled it again. I look at the card and on the back is written another number, Ezequiel will be angry if he knows he gave me his personal number. He takes the card from me.
"You won't need it," Ezequiel says in a low voice.
"Give it to me!" He ignores my protests and puts the card in his pocket. "Let's go home."
Ezequiel is very angry. Without further ado, I follow him to his car and we go home, he drives in silence until we arrive and enter the house. I don't understand, Ezequiel is so angry that we left without me saying goodbye to Andres, and it's still very early. But I don't want to question him, I sit on the sofa.
"Why are you so friendly with him?" Ezequiel pours himself a glass of wine and sits across from me.
"I'm nice to everyone, it's being polite," I try to calm the situation, it's just a new employee.
"I don't want to see you talk to him again," she takes a sip of his drink and looks at me menacingly.
"Ezequiel, it's just someone from work," I've tried to please him in many things, and he also wants to control even who I talk to? This makes me angry.
"Now you are rebelling against me, what did you like?" He says angrily, I didn't expect that question.
"I just think he's a good person and he's cute…" I cover my mouth, I shouldn't have said that, this is very bad.
Ezequiel releases a terrifying laugh, I had never seen him so annoying.
"Cute? Cute," he repeats the same word, this makes me nervous. Ezequiel gets up and grabs me by the hugs, pressing me against the couch.
"Ezequiel, you scare me, let me go," I shouldn't have said that, I don't know how to calm him down.
"You want Pablo to fuck you, is that what you want? I give you everything, I'm with you and you want to go fuck the first man who smiles at you. You're a bitch!" He shouts angrily.
"You're an idiot, how can you say that about me?" I start to cry and I push him, "I'm not like you, who every day you have sex with a different bitch and the worst thing is, you leave me alone at home!" He yelled at him with all my might and I go to my room.
I have endured many things with Ezequiel, but for him to call me a bitch, that breaks my heart, this is our strongest fight, he had never said something like that to me. I cry harder, I feel so alone and hurt because the man I like sees me as a bitch.
Ezequiel knocks on the door, "Can we talk?"
"You are the worst, you treat me badly and you are so despicable that we have money, but we live in an old house, I don't have a heater so I don't freeze to death, I have to sleep in your room." I can't stop crying and my hands shake.
It brings back memories, my brothers always said I was just another bitch, that makes me feel worse. I'm alone, not even mother can be by my side. I kneel on the floor and let out all my frustrations, I have never cried like this, nor did I when they banished me, but I can't control it. How I wish things were different.
I feel Ezequiel open the door, I'm exhausted, I don't have the strength to fight, I want to be alone. He sits next to me and puts his hand on my back.
"I'm sorry, I tend to hurt people around me," he caresses my back. For some strange reason, I believe his words and lie down next to him, now I feel bad for everything I said to him when he was angry.
"No… I should have said those things," I hug him, "I'm sorry," I cry, I cling to him tighter. Even if he hurts me, I always prefer to be next to him and feel his warmth. He reciprocates my hug, "I'm sorry," I know he's resentful because I didn't let him fuck me, he got out of control with Pablo.
"I'll tell you the reason we live in this house and my story," Ezequiel says as he hugs me. It's the first time he's telling me something about himself and I betray him by talking to another man.