As Atlas and I walked to our automobile together, my smile never left my lips. Lyka was on my right, with a solemn expression, while Atlas was on my left, with no emotion on his face as he looked forward.
Lyka had previously been a highly talkative person, but she has suddenly become quiet. Both of these made me shake my head. They are acting strangely today, even though I am used to seeing Atlas”s expressionless face virtually every day because that is what I always see on his face.
What struck me most was Lyka”s astonishment. She is not one of those people that prefers to keep to herself when it comes to expressing herself. She was continually talking, and I was not the only one who was getting bored of her.
Then I poke her softly.
She arched an eyebrow at me and shifted her eyes to mine. Unexpectedly, I groaned. Because of what she did, she appears to be a rude woman. When she looked at me, she did not have a grin on her face.
I merely whispered as I drew closer to her.
When I asked her, “What happened to you? Why did you suddenly appear to be serious about life?” she asked me with a grin on her face.
Because I am used to Lyka”s statements being loud and clear, I am not used to witnessing the serious side of her nature.
While her voice was toned down, she remarked angrily, “Tsk, your sweet husband is extremely serious.” She replied angrily, “I am just showing that I am serious too. I am just holding back because if I cannot control my fury at him, I will throw my shoes at her.”
Thankfully, she did not raise her voice, which is a relief. When I saw her clinched hand, I sighed, because it was clear that she was enraged.
Atlas appeared to be walking carelessly while Lyka was fighting back her rage. No matter how the students looked at him, he did not care.
He did not even bother to look back at those who were noticing him, my schoolmates, since he did not want to be noticed. Even professors, men, and especially women are drawn to him.
With admiration in their eyes, everyone glances at him.
I cannot blame them if they gaze at Atlas when they see him. It is true that if he is the one to meet, he can be stopped from walking.
He is an eye catcher to everyone because he walks with confidence as if he owns everything around him and the way he carries himself. His appeal is enhanced by his rugged appearance and massive frame, which is accentuated by his fitting black t shirt, which shows his broad shoulders and veiny hands. When the women saw him, they practically squatted in awe.
It is amazing how he managed to get everyone”s attention without doing anything. I just shook my head in disbelief at them.
Lyka shook her head in disbelief as he hopped right into the driver”s seat. What Atlas did not appear to appeal to her.
He did not even open the car door for me, which is not a gentleman”s move, but I just disregarded it. I was able to open the automobile door with my own hand; I did not need anyone else to do it for me.
He started his automobile as soon as we arrived. I could see their awe for Atlas”s fancy car and even its owner as they followed their sight on our car.
I gave him the address of Lyka. Before Atlas and I go to his parents” house, we will take Lyka to her house first.
But I disagreed with Lyka”s decision to come with us because she said she”d just call her family”s driver to pick her up. We took Lyka with us because there is a village along the way where she lives.
We will have dinner at Mama Lila”s and Papa Sandro”s house, like Atlas stated. Maybe we”ll get a good night”s sleep there.
I do not mind if I am still wearing my school uniform since I will just change my clothing at Mama and Papa”s mansion because I still have some clothes left.
The mood inside his car became even more unpleasant when we transported Lyka to her home.
I put my earphones in my ear so that I would not be as scared or awkward as I normally would be. I did not realize I would fallen asleep until I closed my eyes.
The automobile was parked in the garage of my parents” house when I awoke. It did not take me long to spin around and face the driver”s seat. When I noticed Atlas”s shocked expression, my eyes widened. I clenched my throat and squinted at him.
His astonished visage was replaced with a stern grimace. He jumped out of the car as quickly as he could and slammed the door shut.
At the power of his car closing, I almost leaped. Before I stepped out of the automobile, I made some adjustments to myself. When I saw that my face was alright and that my saliva did not flow while I was sleeping, I breathed a sigh of relief. Because I had reclining back on the chair, my hair seemed to be a little messed up as well.
I got out of the car after making sure my appearance was respectable.
When I came out, I was close to colliding with Atlas. As I gazed up at him, my eyes widened. Almost to his shoulder, I was almost up. Despite the fact that I am 5″7 tall, his height made me appear small.
“What are you doing here?” I asked him, unsure of what he was doing.
Instead of responding, he wrapped his hand around my waist. Because of what he did, my body tightened. I could not speak right immediately since my brain did not seem to be able to grasp what he said.
He whispered in my ear as he pressed his face to mine.
He whispered to me, “They need to see that we are kind to each other. Fix your pretense. They need to know that our marriage is going well.”
I am already shivering at the sound of his gruff voice. I could feel his breath slamming against my eardrum. When he walked away from me, I could have let out a sigh of relief, but that didn”t happen.
He pressed his face against mine, this time on my neck rather than my ear.
As I waited for him to walk away from me, I held my breath. I could not shove him away from me even if I wanted to. My hands are not strong enough to push him away from me, and even if I have the strength to do so, I do not think my mind and body will agree on it.
It is more than enough for me to experience that familiar sensation as his warm body presses against me. When I felt his little peck on my neck, I trembled.
As he chewed at the flesh of my neck, I sighed.
I kept my mouth and my face shut tightly as well.
Before ultimately pulling away from me, he gave me a couple more kisses and even licked my neck. I realized I was holding my breath at that point.
My cheeks were scarlet, and I could feel it all the way down my neck. When he spotted my flush, he grinned at me cruelly. I could not look him squarely in the eyes, therefore I did not look him in the eyes.
While watching television, we discovered the two of them seated side by side on the sofa. When I watched how Papa kissed Mama on the forehead, I grinned. They are truly enamored with each other.
Despite the fact that they have been married for a long time, they have not lost their love for each other.
To be honest, I am envious of both of them. They have finally found someone they actually love, and I am confident that they will continue to love and respect each other even after a long period has gone.
That is something I would like to do as well. I also want to be respected and loved by someone. Furthermore, I would like to meet a man who would love me equally to how Mama loves Papa. Someone who will softly gaze at me as affectionately as my father used to gaze at my mother when they were still alive.
When I exclaimed, “Good evening, love birds!” I grinned brightly.
The two of them swiftly turned to face us. Mama ran up to us with a big smile on her face and tightly hugged me. When I felt her delicate caress of my hair, I grinned.
Mama sighed regretfully, “I miss you, my child, the house has not felt the same since you went.” I had a good giggle at what she said. She walked away from me and stared at me for a long time.
She said, “I feel like we have not seen each other in a long time.” With Dad”s laughing, recollect what she said. What she said made me laugh out loud.
“Even though you have been visiting their house since they left ours, you made it sound like you had not seen Anna in a long time,” Papa says as he walks towards us, shaking his head.
My laughter grew louder and louder. Mama has always come to visit me in Atlas and I”s new home since we left theirs. She could not get in touch with Atlas at home because he was drinking and did not see his mother when he was not working.
Dad hugged me as well as he got close to us.
“Does Alessandre look after you?” I inquired with a grin on my face, but I could hear his serious tone in his voice.
I tried to nod and smile at him.
“Of sure, Pa,” I said with a phony smile while sparingly addressing him. As Dad smiled broadly and seemed to believe the lie I uttered, I exhaled a sigh of relief.
I simply focused my attention on Atlas. When she saw what I had done, she gave me a big grin.
When Mama turned to Atlas, she smiled a lot. “Son! How are you doing?” she asked. Because of Mama’s actions, the man frowned.
He shook his head and added, “Mom, it is like we are not seeing each other when we were. Tsk, you just visited me in my office this morning.” Mama embraced her son warmly and laughed loudly.
When she smiled widely, she continued, “Come on, I cooked your favorite meals, I really prepared for you two to visit.”
As his wife drags their son to the dining room, Papa can only shake his head. As I moved towards the eating area, I gave Dad a hug.
Papa said, “How. Isyour relationship with Alessandre going? Is he hurting you?”
I was taken aback by what he said. Even though I was already worrying inside, I looked at him and grinned cheekily at him. Initially, I assumed he believed what I had said, but it turns out he did not.
“Do not worry, Atlas and I get along fine, so do not worry about us,” I said, smiling.
I do not want him to be furious with his son if I reveal the truth, and I do not want that to happen. I also do not want to be a source of concern for them.
“Atlas is kind even though he does not say much.” I stated with a giggle. While laughing at me, he shakes his head.
“I do not know why that youngster does not speak much and is constantly quiet and serious about his life, but Alessandre was so vocal when he was small,” Papa added.
What he said startled me. In disbelief, I even stopped walking and stared at him.
I could not believe my eyes when I asked him, “Really, Papa? Atlas is talkative?” Papa teased me with a sarcastic grin and a loud laugh.
You are the only one who calls him by his second name, and he does not even want to be called by that name, but he looks at you as if you have been calling him by that name since then.” Dad smiled as he stated this.
Actually, it was only a few hours ago that I thought of calling him by his second name, which is Atlas. It is because I do not like the name Alessandre, therefore it is just Atlas for me.
I was surprised to see a lot of food on the table when we arrived at the dining area. When I smell and see my favorite meals, I almost squeal. When I felt Atlas holding me by the waist, guiding me to sit down, I was distracted by Mama”s dinner preparation.
What he did made my entire face blush. Because both of us are paying attention to them, I am humiliated. I could not help but blush even though I knew we were simply pretending to be sweet in front of his folks.
It is the first time he has ever served me.
The only thing he did was drag me out of the chair, and I could not help myself because I could not help myself. I cannot stop myself from fluttering my heart.
I blushed even more when I heard Mama”s faint giggle. At certain times, I believe my cheeks are even redder than the tomatoes.
Mama and Papa teased us towards the end of our meal. I am sure Atlas is chuckling at how wonderful he is to me.
His parents were really thrilled since they are usually smiling as they look at us. If only they knew what was truly going on with Atlas and me. I do not think they could even laugh like that if they understood what Atlas was doing.
Mama Lila immediately asked me, “So, are you pregnant already?”
Because of what she said, I choked on the leche flan I was eating. Because the leche flan I consumed seemed to obstruct my chest, I started hammering it.
She rubbed my back and offered me a bottle of water while giggling. I blushed as I stared at her when I had recovered from the shock and calmed down.
“Why are you asking me that type of question?” I pouted to cover the blush on my face, but that did not seem to help either, because the heat on my cheeks is still there.
How can you have children right away? “What? Do not tell me that nothing has happened to you and Alessandre yet! Tsk!” she asks. My face became even more tomato-red as a result.
We are sitting in the garden. Papa and Atlas agreed to grab a drink together.
We came here earlier as well since we wanted to get some fresh air.
We are sitting a little further away from where Atlas is now, which I am grateful about because I am not sure I will be able to deal with the embarrassment if he hears what Mama said.
That astonished me when Mama said, “Tsk, I did not realize my son is weak when it comes to romance with his wife.” Tonight, she has a sneering mouth.
She chuckled at what she saw when she turned to look at me.
“Do not be surprised if you and Alessandre do what the couple does one day, and if my son is still embarrassed, do not worry, I will talk to him about it,” she said. Because of what she stated, my entire being was startled.
I exclaimed, “Ma!” She was simply joking with me.
We chose to enter the house at practically twelve o”clock in the morning because, in addition to Mama”s sleepiness, Papa and Atlas are both very inebriated. When we observed the faces of the two males in front of us, we both inhaled practically at the same time.
You can tell they are depleted.
As he reclined back in his chair, Papa was reclining on the table, closing his eyes.
When I saw what I saw, I took a deep breath. It appears that the consumption of these two substances has increased. I counted how many bottles of tequila they drank, and I was astonished to see that they had run out of two bottles of tequila, one of which was just half empty.
The men then brought Papa and Atlas up the stairwell. To get the two drunk men up, we enlisted the services of a house guard and our personal driver.
Papa and Mama Lila finally entered their room together. “Hey, honey, I forgot to tell you that you will sleep in Alessandre”s room from now on because your old room is closed. After all, it is only reasonable for you to sleep in the same room as a couple. You know, you might make a child tonight.”
I was taken aback when I discovered that their room had been locked. What is the deal? Is this what I have been told? Will I sleep in Alessandre”s room tonight, and will we be staying at this residence for the following few nights?
I could not believe what Mama said, so I immediately rushed to my room when the driver I had previously asked for assistance in getting Atlas up to the room helped me.
I went to my old room to see whether Mama Lila was just fooling with me when Atlas finally got to his room. When I could not open it, I was astonished. Mama seemed to be lying to me. I thought she was joking when she said I would sleep in Atlas” room earlier, but it turns out she was not lying.
As I returned to Alessandre”s room, I felt my shoulders drop. On his bed, he was already laying down.
I went to the bathroom and got a clean cloth and water. I kept a close eye on the booze-addled fellow.
I was debating whether or not to clean his body with a clean cloth.
I could see he was sweating profusely and had a strong odor of alcohol on his breath. I exhaled heavily as I removed his garments with narrowed eyes. I am not sure what will happen to me tomorrow, but tsk. That is correct.