Adán Rouco holds the woman in his arms with one hand, his dark eyes fixed on her.
“Why are you suddenly running back?”
Estrella Berrocal, hearing his questioning tone and slight frown, thought he was annoyed and murmured, “You’re not glad I’m going back to La Ciudad Santa, are you?”
Or is it … dating some pretty secretary?
Estrella Berrocal unconsciously looked around and saw a tall, imperious-looking woman.
“What are you looking at?”
Adán Rouco took her across the road, too anxious to be hit by a car at the time, and only now did he have the presence of mind to look for her.
Are the waters of Ciudad del Rey so nourishing? How is it that within a few days she seems to have rejuvenated a bit, nothing to do with a pregnant woman, let alone a mother of two.
Estrella Berrocal gently punched him on the shoulder, gesturing for him to put her down, “People are watching, you put me down.”
After crossing the street, Adam Rouco set her down and slid his large hand over the light pink bodice she wore, a beautiful dress, a very unsaturated pink of a soft color I had not seen her wear before.
She wore a short light beige knit top, the bodice hem swinging at her slender ankles, and a pair of khaki-colored women’s leather flat-heeled shoes, all looking bright and comfortable, in Adam Rouco’s view and to his liking.
“President Rouco, this is…”
President Salvatore de Barreto Technologies looks at Estrella Berrocal and asks her with curiosity.
Adán Rouco took her small hand that he wore over the hem of her skirt and said with a slight smile, “My wife.”
President Salvatore was stunned, expecting some secret agent or Adam Rouco’s impromptu mistress, but instead it was his wife.
“President Rouco got married for real and I didn’t even know about it.”
Adam Rouco’s dark eyes looked fondly at the face of the little woman next to him and said, “I was in a hurry to marry her, so I didn’t have time to do the wedding, but I’ll make up for it later. We’ll invite President Salvatore for a drink.”
Estrella Berrocal’s heart warmed and she smiled at President Salvatore and nodded in greeting.
“Then President Rouco should remember to invite me when the time comes.”
“Definitely.”
After saying goodbye, President Salvatore left in his car with his beautiful secretary.
Adán Rouco’s gaze returns to Estrella Berrocal’s face, with a playful gleam in his eyes.
“All of a sudden you’re rushing back from King City to check in?”
Estrella Berrocal blushed slightly and frowned, “You don’t seem very pleased with my sudden appearance.”
He had thought about giving her a surprise, but she seemed to have only surprise, not joy, and his emotions, which had been high, were immediately lowered.
Adán Rouco has a look of urgency in his eyes: “No, it’s a bit of a surprise”.
“You really don’t know why I’m back all of a sudden?”
“Let me guess – you miss me?”
At the same time, Adán Rouco was holding his little wife, against his chest and between the bodywork.
Estrella Berrocal’s ears reddened even more: “Bribón!”.
Adán Rouco looked at her, she was in his arms, very small, his big hands gently encircled her waist and he couldn’t help but kiss her lower, his big hands also rummaged through her baggy, short knit shirt and kneaded her.
“…”
This is out, how he kissed.
…
Outside the car, Estrella Berrocal’s whole body warmed up before the man led her to the car.
When he reached the car, Adán Rouco did not hurry to drive, but took her small hand resting on the hem of her skirt and touched the diamond ring she wore on her ring finger.
Estrella Berrocal looked at him with teary eyes and asked, “Do you remember what day it is?”.
“What day?”
“…”
And I really didn’t have their anniversary in mind at all!
She removed her hand from his palm, “It’s nothing, go home.”
Adán Rouco looked at her playfully, “You didn’t come all the way from Ciudad del Rey just to be kissed and hugged?”
“…”
Estrella Berrocal’s little face reddened and she stared at him.
Adán Rouco was about to start the car when his cell phone rang.
The caller ID was Santino Yepes.
“Hey, boss, the flight is booked, it’s a 3 p. m. flight, have you finished your tickets with President Salvatore?”
Adán Rouco looked at the small woman sitting in the passenger seat and said, “Cancel it, no more.”
“You’re not going?”
“Well, the people are back.”
After hanging up the phone, Estrella Berrocal asked curiously, “Who’s back?”.
“You don’t know.”
Estrella Berrocal asked no further questions with interest.
A little tired, she leaned back in her seat and soon fell asleep.
When she arrived at the Banyan Tree Hotel, Adán Rouco woke her up.
Estrella Berrocal glanced around and was a bit puzzled, “What brings you to the Banyan Tree Hotel?”.
The voice of a man who has just woken up, speaking mute and extra soft, like a feather gently gliding over the tip of his heart, tickling it.
Adán Rouco looked down and kissed her half-open, half-closed eyes and said, “Come and eat.”
Estrella Berrocal puffed out her little mouth: “But I’m not hungry yet”.
Adán Rouco had gotten out of the car, walked around the door, opened the passenger door and lowered it.
“Then we’ll go to the movies first.”
Estrella Berrocal said amused, “You brought me to a hotel to watch a movie?”.
“Nice hotel movie.”
The man’s erect, firm body pressed against hers, a smile hidden in his tone.
Estrella Berrocal is a little confused and thinks to herself what movie the hotel is watching …
This hotel is owned by the Rouco Group, and Adán Rouco has luxury rooms available here year-round.
Entering the presidential suite on the top floor, he swiped his card and the door opened.
Upon entering the room, Estrella Berrocal noticed how large and spacious it was, ran to look at the decor and furnishings, which were all upscale, and sat down on the big, fluffy bed with a vague, “No wonder you came to the hotel to watch a movie, the environment here is really more comfortable than a movie theater to watch a movie.”
“There’s a screening room inside, we’ll go in and watch it later.”
“Really, a hotel room with a screening room? I’ll go check it out.”
Estrella Berrocal ran in to take a look and it was quite extravagant, with a screening room inside that was even more luxurious than the movie theater.
Adán Rouco reached up and took off his tie, tossing it on the bed, and reached over his long legs, hugging her back. “Let’s take a shower first.”
Estrella Berrocal did not want to wash, “Why do you need a bathroom to watch a movie, I want to do it at night when I go to bed, I don’t want to go to the bathroom, you go to the bathroom if you want”.
“You have to have a ritual to watch a movie, huh?”
“What has the ritual of … with bathing, I don’t want to do it.” The woman’s small hands pushed him.
He has a cleanliness problem, but she does not.
“Good boy.”
“…”
The man bent down and lifted her across the room and into the bathroom.
After spending a long time in the shower, a small farewell, Adán Rouco’s goal was not to shower at all, Estrella Berrocal’s little face steaming red and on the verge of dripping blood.
However, until they left the bathroom and headed for the screening room, Estrella Berrocal didn’t really know what Adán Rouco was up to with all this mystery.
It’s true that you say you’re going to watch a movie, but you’re watching pornography….