My Blind Fiancée

Tadeo watched the girl completely captivated, letting her do whatever she pleased. She continued downwards, tracing a path with her lips, and he felt a strong electric current running through him.

The girl kept going until she reached his most intimate part and began to explore it with her mouth, moving gently. Tadeo took hold of the black-haired girl’s head to guide her rhythm, and when she sensed his trembling, she pulled back, looked at him, and smiled.

Tadeo asked for a moment to put on protection, and then the girl climbed on top of him and started moving, first slowly and then increasing the pace until they were moving frantically. In a short while, they both exploded with thousands of sensations, reaching climax at the same time.

The girl lay on his chest, her breathing was labored, gradually it normalized, she got up, lit a cigarette, and put on her robe.

“Well, boy, you’ve made me sweat. Thanks for the good time. It’s better for you to go because I have to work early tomorrow,” the girl said coldly.

Tadeo got up and dressed immediately, took out some bills, and offered them to the girl, but she didn’t accept them.

“Handsome, I dance in this place, but what I did with you, I don’t do with just anyone. That’s not my job here.”

“I’m sorry, I thought…” Tadeo was embarrassed by his action.

“You thought that just because I accept what people give me when I dance, I’d charge you?”

“Sorry, it really wasn’t my intention to offend you.”

“Whenever you want, you can come to see me after my performance. I’m here on weekends.”

“It will be a pleasure to come back,” he approached and kissed her again. “What’s your name?”

Here, I’m just Afrodita,” she replied, her face displaying a playful smile.

“Alright, Afrodita, see you soon.” Tadeo left completely satisfied, he really liked that girl.

The next morning, as Tadeo was leaving his apartment, he saw Ava entering hers. He approached to greet her.

“Ciao, bella. How’s everything going?”

“Hello, Tadeo, everything’s fine.”

He noticed a hint of sadness in her eyes; something was not right. He had come to know her perfectly.

“Is something wrong? You know you can tell me anything.”

Ava started crying and told him what had happened with Mateo, that he now knew who she really was and had sided against her without letting her explain.

“I told you I was going to hurt you. If he truly loved you, he would have forgiven you, wouldn’t even have let you explain.”Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“Maybe if I were in his place, I would have reacted the same way. I’ll give him some time before I try to contact him again. I’m afraid of his reaction when he finds out that Matt is his son. I know he might try to take him away. He’s very hurt.”

Tadeo shook his head; love had blinded her. He gave her a hug and said goodbye. He was truly furious. He could sense that Licciardi had hurt her, and if he found out, he would make him pay. He wasn’t willing to see her suffer like that. He headed towards the corporate office; he had to talk to that jerk and set things straight. Of course, he wouldn’t tell him about the existence of his son, but if he ever found out, he would never let him keep Ava away from their child.

When he arrived, he announced himself at the reception. The girl at the desk smiled warmly at him.

“Buongiorno, I’m looking for Mr. Licciardi.”

“Please wait a moment.”

After a while, the girl told him that Mateo would see him.

“Mr. Licciardi says you may go to his office; it’s on the top floor.”

“Thank you very much, miss.”

He took the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor, then headed to where the secretary was.

“Buongiorno, miss, Mr. Licciardi is expecting me in his office.”

When the girl raised her face, she looked familiar to him. He stared at her for a moment, noticing her dark hair and freckles on her face, wearing loose-fitting clothes. He was surprised to realize who this girl was.

“Afrodita?” Tadeo asked, completely bewildered.

She opened her eyes wide, unable to believe her bad luck. She had the guy from the nightclub in front of her. If he knew Mateo, her true identity might be revealed.

Tadeo couldn’t believe it; the world was indeed small. This girl surprised him. An exotic dancer at night and an executive secretary during the day. Licciardi, who was so careful about his image, had no idea who he had as a secretary.

The desperate girl signaled by placing her finger on her lips; she had to stay quiet, as someone might overhear. There was a clearing of the throat behind her, and Mateo was standing in the office doorway.

The girl’s face turned a thousand shades of red. “Could it be that her boss heard the guy call her Afrodita?” She prayed that he hadn’t. She couldn’t afford to lose this job, as she was sure she would conquer him soon. After all, that’s why she was there.

Mateo observed the scene before him. Tadeo was talking to Camila, who appeared surprised. It seemed they hadn’t noticed his presence. He cleared his throat loudly to make himself known. His secretary seemed nervous. Maybe these two knew each other. He would find out what was going on later.

“Detective, come in,” he said in a tone that made it clear that Tadeo’s visit was not welcome.

The detective entered the office, and a strong smell of alcohol filled the air. There were empty bottles around, and Mateo seemed to be in a bad state.

“What brings you here, Bludosky?” he asked with that twisted smile he wore when he was displeased.

“Remember I warned you that you’d have to deal with me if you ever hurt Grecia.”

“Grecia? It seems like you still want to make a fool out of me, Bludosky,” Mateo replied bitterly.

“You had no right to treat her that way. You should give her a chance to explain herself.”

“From what I hear, that woman ran to seek refuge with you.”

“That woman? Are you referring to Ava as ‘that woman’?” Tadeo asked, completely furious.

“I should call her even worse names. She thinks she can continue to make a mockery of me, daring to send her lover to interfere on her behalf.”

Tadeo couldn’t contain himself any longer. He lunged at Mateo, and they exchanged blows. Camila, upon hearing the commotion, called security. The bodyguards entered and restrained Tadeo.

“Get that idiot out of here immediately!” Mateo yelled with anger.

Camila only turned to look at Tadeo as they were escorting him out while shaking her head. She rushed to get the first aid kit to tend to Mateo.

The girl took a cotton ball and moistened it with disinfectant. She began gently cleaning the wounds on her boss’s face, doing it as delicately as if she were caressing him. How she had longed to have his face so close to her like this.

She was tempted to kiss him but restrained herself, settling for the proximity, at least for now.

Ava, who couldn’t resist the temptation to try to make amends, entered the office at that moment. When she noticed her presence, Mateo became furious. He took advantage of Camila’s closeness and kissed her, and she responded to the kiss immediately.

Ava couldn’t believe how quickly he had forgotten about her. She ran out of the place with a broken heart.

She ran down the street while crying uncontrollably. Later on, she stopped when she couldn’t go on any longer, and she realized she was in front of an art gallery. Without thinking, she entered, seeking to distract her mind, needing to forget what she had seen.

Inside the gallery, there was a crowd of people, and the photographer must have been someone renowned. She began to walk until she stopped in front of a large black and white photograph.

In the picture, you could see the back of a girl, and her various tattoos drew attention. The low-cut dress she was wearing showcased them, and her hair was pulled up as she faced a piano.

She stayed there for a while, observing the image. An attractive man approached her.

“It’s simply beautiful!”

“Do you know the girl?” Ava asked without taking her eyes off the image.

“Oh, no, not at all. An important businessman sent me the photo to enlarge and improve the lighting. He paid me for it. However, something strange happened; yesterday, he called me to destroy it, but of course, I didn’t. The girl’s back is a work of art in itself. Today, I had this exhibition, so I decided to show it to the public. It’s not an image I took, but it’s very beautiful, and I couldn’t resist. I added the initials of its author in one corner. I’ve received multiple offers for it, but it’s not for sale. I’ll put it in my private collection.”

Ava paid attention to the initials the man mentioned, and she could see that they were “ML.” She immediately knew who it was referring to. She turned and looked at the man next to her, who was tall, blonde-haired, and had eyes as green as emeralds.

“The businessman you’re referring to is Mr. Mateo Licciardi, right?”

“That’s correct. How do you know that?” he asked, puzzled.

“Because that photo was taken during a performance at the city’s theater.”

“Do you know the girl?”