Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Adam Rouco didn’t answer right away, but led her into the master bedroom before pressing himself against her, his voice low and muffled. “It’s a rare occasion when it’s just the two of us, am I really sorry if I don’t do something tonight?”.

“… Is that all you men think about all day long?”

Estrella Berrocal’s face was red with blood, but her hands were running up the collar of his shirt, fiddling with it intentionally or not, when Adán Rouco took her small hands between his and quietly ordered, “Help me untie him.”

…

Adán Rouco didn’t know how long he had wanted her, how many positions he had changed, and tonight it was as if he couldn’t get enough of her, throwing her over and over again.

The man had eaten her from the inside out and was not the least bit tired.

Estrella Berrocal lay lazily in his arms, fingers running down his chest. “I’m hungry.”

Adán Rouco frowned slightly, took her hand restlessly and asked, “What did you have for dinner?”

Estrella Berrocal looked at him miserably: “A plate of noodles”.

The man’s face sank slightly at the sound of noodles, “Why did you go back to eating instant noodles?”.

“Paulita was out and so were you, so I saw that the fridge at home was empty, so I went to the convenience store outside the villa and bought bags of noodles, they were tasty and convenient.”

It’s a small problem, I get hungry easily, especially when I have to do “strenuous exercise”.

Adán Rouco kissed her down and was about to get up when Estrella Berrocal pulled him back, “Where are you going?”.

“You’re hungry, aren’t you?”.

“But there are no ingredients at home to cook.”

“That fresh food supermarket downstairs is open twenty-four hours, I’ll go get some ingredients.”

Estrella Berrocal’s heart warmed and then came the guilt and discomfort. “No, I won’t be hungry if I go to bed, it’s late and it’s too much work shopping and cooking.”

Adán Rouco was silent, but he had already gotten out of bed and dressed, leaving the master bedroom with a simple “wait for me”.

Estrella Berrocal looks at the bracelet on the side of the closet….

Was I really doing the right thing?

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When Estrella Berrocal heard the noise from the kitchen downstairs, she grabbed one of Adán Rouco’s shirts and put it on before going downstairs to the kitchen.

The warm orange light from the kitchen illuminated the man’s sturdy, clean figure.

Adán Rouco, who was always cold, seemed much warmer at that moment.

The autumn night outside was cool as water, but the house was warm, and Estrella Berrocal walked up to him and wrapped her arms around his strong waist, pressing her face against his back, “What are you doing? It smells so good.”

“Making tomato and egg noodles”.

Estrella Berrocal tilted her head from behind to look at him, “Adam, has anyone ever said that you look better when you cook than when you work?”.

Adán Rouco raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

When the water in the pot had boiled, Adán Rouco put the soba noodles on to cook, covered the pot and then pulled the small woman, who was holding him from behind, to his side.

The man kissed the top of her hair, and as he did so, the kiss took a twist and his hands squeezed her soft, slender waist.

When he reached her loose shirt, completely sucked in, Adán Rouco’s eyes darkened and he lowered his head to kiss her affectionately on the temples of her ears as he asked her in a low, muffled voice, “Nothing at all, by the way?”

“…”

It wasn’t her, it was him wearing the clothes!

The man pulled her up onto the kitchen table and put her whole body between his legs in an ambiguous kissing position.

The kiss went on and on and on and on….

Only when Adán Rouco was holding her, the noodles in the pot were gurgling and about to overflow, did Estrella Berrocal make an effort to warn him, “The noodles are getting mushy…”

Adán Rouco let go of her and said playfully, “It’s not too late to do it when you’re full.”

Estrella Berrocal blushed up to her neck.

But the noodles were not quite battered and tasted good.

Estrella Berrocal rolled up the noodles and ate them with such gusto that Adán Rouco reached up and rubbed the top of her hair. “Is it good?”

Estrella Berrocal rolls a forkful of pasta and approaches the thin lips of Adán Rouco: “You taste like your own”.

Adán Rouco did not refuse and opened his mouth to eat the noodles.

Estrella Berrocal wanted to go to bed when she finished the last bite.

“Paulita also likes my noodles with tomato and egg.”

Estrella Berrocal unconsciously said: “I envy Paulita, to have your noodles with tomato and egg whenever she wants”.

Adán Rouco stared at her and asked in a calm tone, “What, you’re going to leave me later?”

Estrella Berrocal was stunned, then smiled, looked at the bowl of soup and said in a soft voice, “A life is very long, who knows how long we can be together.”

Adán Rouco kept a long silence before saying, “Estrella, in a few days, I’ll take a day off and we’ll go to the RegistroCivil to get the license we didn’t get last time.”

Estrella Berrocal’s eyes sparkled with intensity, then she looked up but arched her eyebrows and said, “Yes, but this time you won’t stand me up again!”

“Come on, let’s go up to bed.”

Adán Rouco took her upstairs, and when he entered the master bedroom, he scanned with his dark eyes the bedside table, where the bracelet had been kept, and it was gone.

The bracelet was the same one he had given Analena Lozada for her eighteenth birthday.

After Estrella Berrocal let herself be dragged for quite a while by him, she soon fell asleep from exhaustion and Adán Rouco gently removed his arm from the back of her neck, took the cell phone off the bed and left the bedroom.

Adán Rouco leaned out of the balcony and called Santino Yepes.

“Go look at all the bankruptcy cases of The Berrocal Company back in the day.”

After hanging up the phone, Adán Rouco looked out the window with his hands in his pockets, but the light in his dark eyes was even colder than the cold moonlight.

…

The next morning, Estrella Berrocal got up and washed herself, remembering that Adán Rouco had not taken any security measures the night before.

Just as he came down the stairs, a car drove into the yard.

It was La Villa Rouco’s chauffeur, Facundo Montes, who drove Paulita to the villa.

As soon as Paulita entered the villa, she pounced on Estrella Berrocal and hugged her, “Estrella, yesterday Grandpa told me that you and Dad had moved to a new house, I thought you and Dad didn’t love me anymore!”.

Estrella Berrocal patted her head, “Silly, daddy is taking you to live with us tonight, are you happy?”

“Yes!”

Paulita passed Estrella Berrocal the little bottle of water she was carrying around her neck and frowned. “Estrella, Felipa insisted on giving me a big bottle of grapefruit juice this morning, saying it was good for my health, but I don’t like it, can you drink it?”.

Estrella Berrocal smiled and gave him a slight glance, “Then I’ll drink it for you and pour you some milk, okay?”.

“Yes!”

…

Estrella Berrocal arrived at the Yahua Film and Television Company and handed over the finished test to Jonathan Tasis, returning the bracelet with it.

Jonathan Tasis took one look at her wrist and said, “I think this bracelet would look good on you, so you can have it.”

“This bracelet, what does it mean? Why did Adán Rouco react so much when he saw it?”

Jonathan Tasis chuckled lightly, “What do you think?”.

Estrella Berrocal frowned, “Could this bracelet also have something to do with Analena Lozada?”.

“It was the bracelet that Adán Rouco gave Analena Lozada as a coming-of-age present when she turned eighteen. When she saw it, of course she reacted”.

Estrella Berrocal squeezed his palm: “Jonathan Tasis, what do you want and how did Analena Lozada die? Why do you keep going against Adán Rouco? And what was Analena Lozada’s relationship with you and Adán Rouco?”.

“Estrella, you are asking me a lot of questions, you seem to care too much about Analena Lozada’s relationship with Adán Rouco, don’t you?”.

Estrella Berrocal’s watery eyes twitched and she bit her lip. “It’s not like that, I just thought it would be easier to see what I could do once I found out about his relationship with Analena Lozada.”

Jonathan Tasis rose from his swivel chair and approached her, lowering his head to her ear and reminding her, word for word, “Star, you’re not, really in love with Adam Rouco, are you?”

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